Chapter 40 [40] Let her caress me ignorantly...

【40】/First release

Yun Ran returned to Prince Jing's Mansion before dinner.

When they arrived at Zhanlu Hall, Sima Jing was already there.

"Your Highness, you've arrived just in time! Dada, look what goodies I brought back today!"

Yun Ran signaled the maids to pile the overflowing food boxes and bundles on the table, and then showed them to Sima Jing one by one as if presenting treasures.

"These are the cakes my mother brought me. One is a fruit-filled birthday cake, one is a rose-filled Eight Immortals cake, and the other is a milk-filled and water chestnut-flavored cake."

"These are freshly pickled pig's trotters, lamb, and sausages. They were sent by my third sister-in-law's family. She gave me some, saying they were the most authentic Sichuan flavor, and you can't find them in Chang'an."

"And these two jars of chili oil, water shield and chive sauce were also given to me by my third sister-in-law. She said it tastes delicious when eaten with porridge or noodles in the morning. I'll keep one jar for later, and you can take one too."

"This is a package of freshly baked roast duck from the street. I was originally thinking of buying the roast chicken from the place I bought last time, but the roast duck here is also very delicious. I wanted to change my taste, so I bought this."

"Oh yeah, there's also this bag of sesame cakes. One has pork and chive filling, one has egg and cabbage filling, and one has mushroom and mutton filling. I bought two of each flavor and will have them for dinner tonight."

"And this purse. It's not worth much, but it has a little white snake embroidered on it. It looks so cute, so I bought it."

"And this stack of books is... uh, nothing."

Yun Ran quickly pushed the stack of books to the back and said with a sullen smile, "These are what I got from going out today!"

Sima Jing glanced at the table piled with food, then looked at her expectant and proud expression, as if she was the pillar of the family who had returned from hunting. Suddenly, a subtle tenderness arose in his heart.

He picked up the fine cloth purse with a green background and snake pattern. The workmanship was not very delicate and the material was ordinary, but as she said, the little white snake embroidered on it was quite vivid.

Snake-pattern embroidery patterns were rare on the market, and it was rare that she remembered his preferences and even picked out a purse...

"How is it? Does Your Highness like it?"

Yun Ran looked nervously at the cold man holding the purse. The purse was only twenty cents. When she bought it, she was worried that Sima Jing would look down on it. But she felt that it was fate that they met. If he didn't want it, she would keep it for herself.

Sima Jing stroked the little white snake with its red tongue twice with his slender fingertips and raised his eyelids: "Thank you."

Seeing him put the purse into his sleeve, Yun Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his eyes curved up: "Well, you're welcome, as long as you like it."

As he spoke, he looked out the window again and saw that it was already completely dark. He hurriedly called people in, moved the cured meats and pickles downstairs, and set the table for dinner.

She was not idle either. While the maids came in to clean up, she put the stack of books in her arms and tiptoed to the inner room.

Yun Ran thought he was very secretive, but Sima Jing still saw him clearly.

Soon, the dining table was set.

The crispy roast duck and sesame cakes that Yun Ran brought back were neatly placed in exquisite white porcelain bowls and plates. The kitchen also specially cooked a meatball and scallion egg drop soup to prevent the child from choking while eating the meat and cakes.

"Maybe it's because the sun rarely shines today, so there are more people shopping outside. When I arrived at the East Market, the carriages were almost blocked at the entrance and couldn't get in."

Yun Ran sat cross-legged on the warm couch, wrapping roast duck, cucumber, and scallions in dough while chatting with Sima Jing. "Later, I got tired of waiting and just walked in with my veil on. If you ask me, it's more convenient to walk around a market like this. Is it still shopping if you take a car?"

"But it's boring to go shopping alone. I thought about going home and calling my eldest and third sisters-in-law to join me, but guess what!"

Having said this, she paused deliberately and looked at Sima Jing with joy in her eyes.

Sima Jing: “…”

Pursing his thin lips, he said, "I can't guess."

Yun Ran chuckled and said, "My third sister-in-law is pregnant!"

Sima Jing's brows twitched slightly, and he recalled for a moment before he remembered the appearance of Yun Ran's third sister-in-law, who seemed to be a talkative person as well.

"It's a happy event."

He said, "Have you thought about what gift to prepare? If you don't have any plans, I'll let Changchun arrange it."

Yun Ran was slightly stunned: "Are you guys in Chang'an going to send gifts so early? Shouldn't you wait until the baby is born before sending them?"

Sima Jing actually didn't understand these interpersonal relationships.

He only knew that his princess often mentioned the Marquis of Changxin Mansion and her third sister-in-law, which showed how much she valued her. Since she valued her, giving her a gift was nothing.

"what ever."

Sima Jing lowered his eyes. "You have the key to the treasury anyway. If you're short on money, just tell Chang Chun."

Yun Ran's smile grew even brighter upon hearing this: "Your Highness is so generous, I would be very honored to refuse."

As he spoke, he handed him a freshly wrapped roast duck roll: "Here, Your Highness, have some."

Sima Jing glanced at the dough roll in her hand that was stuffed full of duck meat: "..."

Yun Ran: "I washed my hands, they're not dirty!"

Sima Jing took the roast duck roll and said calmly, "You packed too much meat."

It turns out that he didn't dislike her.

"Meat tastes good when you eat it in big bites. What's the point of eating it in twos?"

Yun Ran picked up another piece of translucent white dough and continued wrapping. "I've told His Highness everything I did today. So what did His Highness do in the mansion today?"

Sima Jing: "Reading."

Yun Ran: "Have you been reading for a whole day?"

Sima Jing: "Yeah."

Yun Ran was incredulous. "Although books are said to hold the golden house, wouldn't Your Highness feel bored reading all day? And don't your eyes get sore from staring at the book all the time? I used to be unable to sit still after reading scriptures for more than two hours."

After a pause, she wondered again: "And my butt hurts after sitting for a long time."

Sima Jing: “…”

Facing the princess's sincere and clear black eyes, he moved his thin lips twice, then picked up a piece of pancake and put it in front of her: "Don't talk while eating, don't talk while sleeping, eat."

Yun Ran: “…Oh.”

She took the fragrant baked pancake with cabbage and pork filling, and thought while eating that her butt must be hurting, otherwise he wouldn't have used the pancake to block her mouth.

But he is really boring. Reading is good, but isn't there a saying that goes "Read ten thousand books and travel ten thousand miles"?

Just reading books and ignoring such good weather and such an interesting world is really putting the cart before the horse and a waste of resources.

The dinner was finished quickly.

Because he had been out for a whole day, Yun Ran only learned the zither for half an hour with Sima Jing after dinner.

It is said that strict teachers produce excellent students. Under Sima Jing's strict requirements, Yun Ran gradually got on the right track, and at least he no longer produced the cotton-like sound.

Sima Jing also promised her that when she could play a complete piece of music, he would play "Xizhou Qu" for her.

As for the previous requirement of "burning a full stick of incense"...

Yun Ran said haha, he burned more than one incense stick every night these days!

Every time they kissed, her lips were swollen. She thought she was stung by a bee, which made her embarrassed to look Qingling in the eye, for fear of being laughed at.

When the piano lessons were over for the day, the sky outside the window became increasingly darker, and the sound of the north wind howling could be heard from time to time.

The candlelight in the bedroom was dim. Sima Jing sat leisurely beside the couch, waiting for Yun Ran to come.

Even though they had kissed many times, she was still shy before each kiss, as if she was forced to do something.

Sima Jing did not urge him, but just waited quietly.

It wasn't until she walked in front of him that he reached out and took her into his arms.

Yun Ran has now gotten used to the warm touch of a man's thighs, but ever since she knew what was on her lower back, her attention has unconsciously drifted away.

It’s strange, I never thought about it before and didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

Once she thought about it this way, she realized that Sima Jing was also a man, and a man with something between his legs.

Although she had seen male porcelain figures and erotic paintings, she had never seen one on a real person.

Yun Ran tried to imagine it, but couldn't come up with anything.

"What are you thinking about?"

Sima Jing noticed that she was not as nervous and tense as usual today, but her long raven-feather eyelashes drooped, as if she was thinking about something.

What could possibly cause her to lose focus in such a situation?

He lifted her face and forced her to focus on him: "Speak."

Yun Ran was forced to meet the man's dark eyes. Her heart skipped a beat and she spoke haltingly, "Nothing. I was just thinking about my third sister-in-law..."

Sitting in your husband's arms and thinking about your sister-in-law?

Sima Jing's thick eyebrows knitted together: "Why do you miss her?"

"I just... I thought my third brother should have returned home by now and heard the good news that he's going to be a father. He's probably celebrating with my third sister-in-law, right?"

Yun Ran's eyes dodged. She couldn't say, "I'm wondering what that thing between your legs looks like."

Sima Jing was speechless for a moment when he heard her words.

After being speechless, I felt an inexplicable tightness in my chest again.

Could it be that she really treated this as just an errand and had no other feelings?

"Your Highness, why are you looking at me like that?"

Yun Ran felt a chill down her spine from the man's deep yet eerie gaze. She couldn't help but tug at his sleeve, "It's already late, why don't you kiss me?"

Sima Jing looked at her: "Are you anxious?"

Yun Ran choked and said, "It's not urgent. I'm just worried that you'll be back too late. The road is hard to walk on at night, and the wind is strong outside."

Worried about him?

If you are really worried, why don't you ask him to stay?

Looking at the pair of innocent eyes as clear as a stream in his arms, Sima Jing's Adam's apple rolled, and then he raised his hand to cover her eyes.

"You blindfolded me... Ugh!"

In the tiny glimmer of light that seeped through his fingers, Yun Ran saw the man's deep face suddenly enlarged, and the familiar warmth with a faint scent of tea touched his lips.

The first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar, and this is only the tenth time.

Her slender fingers subconsciously grasped the man's collar. Yun Ran groaned softly and closed her eyes, welcoming today's "contact".

Now she has learned how to breathe and even how to entangle the other person's tongue.

But she only tried this trick once.

Just as she was about to hook him, Sima Jing's breathing became much heavier, and the originally gentle kiss became fierce and intense, which really made her suffer a lot——

She would never try it again anyway!

Just stick out your tongue and cooperate with him.

But at this moment, as they kissed, Yun Ran thought of what the old doctor and his third sister-in-law had said during the day.

Her problems of accelerated heartbeat and weak hands and feet are all caused by excessive kidney fire and imbalance of yin and yang. If the yin and yang are harmonized, should she be fine?

And my sister-in-law said that when kissing, both men and women will react——

If she has symptoms, Sima Jing will also have symptoms.

The third sister-in-law also taught her a method of verification, saying that "you will know by just touching it" and that if there is no response even after hugging and kissing, then "something is seriously wrong" and she should see a doctor immediately.

The third sister-in-law spoke very seriously, and the old doctor also said that if it didn't work even if they did it according to the picture album, they would have to ask the man to go to the clinic...

The dark eyelashes trembled, and Yun Ran was conflicted, wondering whether to touch it or not.

Would it be rude to touch it directly?

What if Sima Jing gets angry and throws her to feed the snakes?

Just as she was wavering, she felt a slight stinging on her lips.

She screamed and opened her eyes: "You...why did you bite me again!"

Sima Jing removed his hand from covering her eyes, frowning, "You were the one who got distracted first."

Yun Ran felt guilty: "...I didn't."

Sima Jing stared at her moist red lips, then looked at her deliberately evasive gaze, and felt more and more that something was wrong——

She was hiding something from him.

"Okay, I was a little distracted, sorry!"

Yun Ran couldn't stand the man's sharp, icy gaze, so she immediately admitted her mistake and took the initiative to hug his neck. She looked up and promised, "Let's do it again. This time I will definitely not be distracted!"

Feeling the two soft arms around his neck, Sima Jing's eyes dimmed slightly.

Seeing her sincere face waiting for a kiss, the sense of surprise was temporarily suppressed. He hooked his hands around her face and covered her cherry-like plump red lips again.

As if to prevent her from being distracted again, this time he kissed her hard and hard, and his big hands firmly grasped her waist, pulling her tightly into his arms.

Yun Ran was indeed dizzy from this violent and passionate kiss, and her breath was almost taken away. She could only rely completely on his arms, as if grabbing the last piece of driftwood, floating up and down with his rhythm.

It seemed like half a lifetime had passed before this deep kiss finally ended.

Yun Ran only felt that his lips were red and swollen, the root of his tongue was numb, and even his eye sockets were wet and red, just like a small flower that had just been ravaged by a storm.

"It's wrong for me to be distracted, but you're going too far..."

She complained weakly, "My mouth seems to be broken."

Sima Jing listened to her spoiled and angry complaints, and felt the passion in his chest surging more and more. If he hadn't known not to act too hastily, he would have wanted to kiss her more than just this one place.

"It's not broken, it's just your illusion."

He answered in the affirmative, and his greedy gaze moved away from those beautiful and tempting red lips.

As usual, he grabbed the slender waist in his palm and pulled it into his arms, then leaned over and buried his face in her neck to calm the restlessness brought by the kiss.

But for Yun Ran, burying his neck was a little more difficult than kissing.

She could clearly feel his hot and moist breath spraying on every inch of her skin, itchy and numb, and the heat seemed to melt her flesh.

But he seemed to like it very much. He could stay buried for a long time each time. Sometimes she even wondered if he was asleep.

It was the same today. After burying his face in her, he held her tightly and didn't move.

For a moment, the warm and bright dormitory was silent. The only sounds she could hear were her own heartbeat and the biting cold wind whistling outside the window.

In this silence, Yun Ran's idea became active again.

Give it a try.

Anyway, you have to give it a try, right?

She took a deep breath, and quietly loosened her hand that was originally grabbing the man's sleeve, and carefully moved it down the man's waist little by little.

But before he could touch her, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Sima Jing held her hand tightly, his eyes dark: "What are you doing?"

Yun Ran was caught red-handed, and her face quickly turned red: "I... I didn't do anything."

She was being really weird tonight.

Sima Jing didn't intend to just brush it off again, and his tone couldn't help but drop: "Yun Wu, tell the truth."

Every time he called her Yun Wu, Yun Ran felt the fear of being called by her full name with a stern face by her master——

"I didn't really want to do anything, it's just..."

Yun Ran, with a pretty face that was completely red, confessed honestly: "I'm just curious and want to touch it."

Sima Jing's heart skipped a beat. "Curious? Want to touch it?"

Yun Ran bit her lip and hummed, "I... The book says that when a man and a woman kiss, they will feel something. My reaction is that my heart beats very fast and my hands and feet become weak, so I am curious about how Your Highness feels and how he will react."

Sima Jing's face darkened: "Just touching a man's waist out of curiosity?"

"Yes, three... The book says that a man's virility is most pronounced during kissing."

After Yun Ran finished speaking, she saw that Sima Jing's face seemed to darken even more. She was very confused: "Is it not allowed to touch? Or is it that His Highness has no reaction?"

Sima Jing: “…”

People really do laugh when they are extremely angry.

Sima Jing sneered twice, and his gaze towards the person in front of him became increasingly gloomy: "Do you know what the consequences will be if you touch it?"

Yun Ran seemed to be stumped by the question. After thinking for a moment, he said, "What?"

Sima Jing: "...What book are you reading?"

Yun Ran felt uneasy when he saw Sima Jing's angry tone.

She couldn't possibly betray her third sister-in-law, but she hadn't had time to read those volumes of "The Secret History of Chun Niang". If she told them out, she instinctively felt that Sima Jing would confiscate them, and then she wouldn't be able to read them.

So she decided to play dumb: "It's just some books about yin and yang that I read in the past. Your Highness is well-read, wouldn't you know about it?"

Sima Jing: “…”

He hasn't really read those books.

But seeing her calm expression, he actually underestimated the "erudition" of his princess.

Sima Jing's teeth suddenly felt itchy, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on her wrist. He said in a deep voice, "Are you sure you want to touch it?"

Yun Ran: "Can...can I?"

Sima Jing looked at her deeply and said, "As long as you can accept the consequences of touching me."

Yun Ran was frightened by his obscure yet surging gaze and swallowed hard, "What are the consequences?"

"You've read a lot of books, so you know a lot."

Sima Jing spoke calmly as he slowly lowered her hand: "Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Don't blame me for not warning you."

Yun Ran's gaze also followed the clenched hand downwards. This time, without any visual obstruction, she could clearly see the obvious bulge under the man's dark robe.

Although it was covered by the robe, it gave people a sense of horror for no reason.

It seemed that if she touched it, it would be like unlocking the cage of a trapped beast, and the next moment a vicious beast would pounce out and eat her until nothing was left.

Distance, getting closer little by little.

When his fingertips were less than two inches away from the fabric, Yun Ran suddenly withdrew his hand: "No, I don't want to touch it anymore!"

"Yunwu, do you know what you are doing?"

Sima Jing's voice was incredibly hoarse, and the heat in his chest seemed to have reached its peak at this moment. For a moment, he even wanted to hug her regardless of anything.

The psychological torture brought by the Rongdi people was not even one tenth of what she was bringing at this moment.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Your Highness. I didn't mean to tease you..."

Yun Ran also vaguely realized that he must be feeling uncomfortable at the moment, but she really couldn't control her fear just now, and she probably guessed what would happen after touching him.

It should be like the harmonious yin and yang in the picture album, but at that glance just now, his mouth seemed to be much bigger than the little porcelain figurine.

She was instinctively a little scared.

Sima Jing also guessed that she must have read some messed up books, so he wanted to verify it on him, but when he got to the point, he backed down.

It's really useless.

"You haven't even learned how to kiss yet, and you're dreaming of taking it that far."

Sima Jing released her waist and helped her get up from the couch: "Yun Wu, just this once, I won't bother with you."

"If there is a next time, even if you beg me with tears, I will never show mercy."

After giving this cold warning, Sima Jing turned and left.

Yun Ran stood there in a daze, feeling a little helpless.

She seemed to have irritated him.

But she didn't mean it. It was his fault for...reacting so strongly.

"Madam, Madam?"

Qing Ling walked in quickly and saw her wife standing beside the couch, looking distraught. She thought to herself, "What happened? Why did it seem to me that His Highness was furious? He walked so fast and left in the blink of an eye?"

Yun Ran bit her lip. It was not easy to tell Qing Ling about this matter.

She could only droop her eyelids in frustration and whispered, "It's my fault."

I shouldn't have rashly provoked him and then backed down...

Qing Ling cautiously pressed the issue, but Yun Ran was vague and refused to speak. Qing Ling had no choice but to gently advise, "If it's really your fault, you should take the initiative to apologize to His Highness and clear up the misunderstanding. Otherwise, the longer you delay, the worse it will get, and a small matter will become a big one."

Yun Ran nodded: "Yeah, I know."

She would formally apologize to him when she went to piano class tomorrow.

Seeing that his wife knew her mistake and could correct it, Qing Ling said no more. She ordered someone to clear away the cold tea on the table and then helped Yun Ran wash up and settle down.

Yun Ran lay down on the bed, but it was difficult to fall asleep. He simply lit two candles and took out the newly bought "The Secret History of Chun Niang" -

As the saying goes, if you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools.

If she could read these picture books thoroughly and make sufficient preparations, she would never run away again next time!

In Zhanlu Hall, Yun Ran read by lamplight at night, studying theory diligently.

In the bathroom of Shenliu Hall, Sima Jing sat in the warm and cool bathtub with his head tilted back and his eyes closed.

The dim candlelight flickered, and a drop of sweat rolled down the man's forehead and dripped along the man's well-defined jawline, disappearing with the bath water into the crisscrossing scars on his solid chest.

The water in the tub gradually cooled down, but the thought of the snow-white tender hand that was only two inches away from being touched made his breathing hot.

If he hadn't warned her and let her continue ignorantly...

Since he could coax her into kissing him, he was naturally confident that he could also coax her into giving him oral sex.

But.

Such a simple, innocent and worldly-wise young lady could be frightened into having nightmares and high fevers just by being told to be on guard against the palace.

If you saw his body after he took off his gorgeous clothes, covered with ugly centipede-like scars, uneven and dark red scars like blood...

Sima Jing didn't dare to think about her reaction.

Even he himself was disgusted with this broken and humiliating body, let alone others.