Chapter 60 [60] The Third Request

【60】/First release

Seeing the figure outside the door disappear in a flash, Sima Jing turned around and looked at Yun Ran: "Why, you're not welcome?

Yun Ran had a bad idea and blinked: "If I say no..."

Before she could finish her words, Sima Jing stepped forward and pinched her face.

Yun Ran: “…”

When did he develop this bad habit of pinching his face all the time?

"Your Highness, don't you want to be quiet?" Yun Ran slapped his hand away.

"No."

Sima Jing looked at her and said, "I've figured it out."

Yun Ran was slightly startled: "What do you understand?"

Sima Jing said nothing, just staring at the innocent and pretty little face in front of him.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't understand now, she will always be with him anyway.

As time goes by, sooner or later the wood will bloom.

Most importantly, whether it is flowering wood or non-flowering wood, it is his—

There was really no need to be so entangled and tormented before.

"you're right."

Sima Jing raised his hand and pinched her smooth face again: "Life is short, enjoy it while you can."

Yun Ran felt that Sima Jing's thoughts were moving too fast.

But no matter what, Yun Ran was still very happy that he agreed with "enjoying life while it lasts" instead of his previous negative attitude of living if he can and dying if he can't.

"If Your Highness feels that what I say is right, perhaps you can get up early tomorrow and do morning prayers with me, chant more scriptures, and deeply appreciate the wisdom of my Taoist school. You will surely benefit greatly from it."

Yun Ran's face was full of anticipation: "How is it?"

Seeing her deceitful appearance, Sima Jing pursed his lips and said, "Not very good."

Yun Ran: “……?”

"Are you trying to digest your food because you're too full?"

Sima Jing took her hand and said, "Let's go."

Yun Ran quickly wrapped himself in his cloak and walked around outside with Sima Jing twice.

When he returned to Zhanlu Hall again, Changchun also brought over some clean clothes.

Sima Jing went to the bathroom to take a shower first. Yun Ran was not idle either. He sat cross-legged on the couch and counted the red envelopes he had received today.

The red envelopes given by my parents were one thousand taels each. Among my four brothers, the eldest and second brothers who had salaries gave three hundred taels each, and the third brother who had no official position also gave three hundred taels. The fourth brother still relied on the monthly allowance from the mansion, but he also managed to scrape together one hundred taels.

The red envelope given by Queen Mother Zhao was worth three thousand taels.

Including the New Year's money of 100 taels each for A Zong and the eldest prince, Yun Ran made a net profit of 4,800 taels on the first day of the New Year!

This is truly the richest year she has ever had!

Looking at the stack of brand new banknotes, the smile on her face never stopped.

When Sima Jing, dressed in a ivory-white undergarment and a cyan outer robe, still smelling of the fresh perfume of a fresh bath, walked into the inner room, she couldn't wait to share with him, "Your Highness, come quickly."

"Here, this stack is mine."

She divided the banknotes into two piles: "This pile is yours. Although it's not as much as mine, it's still four thousand taels!"

Her brothers only prepared red envelopes for her, but not for Sima Jing.

Yun Ran also knew that this was her first New Year at home, so her brothers and sisters-in-law specially compensated her.

Otherwise, we are all peers, and she is already married, so she is considered an "adult" and should not accept red envelopes.

Sima Jing only glanced at them calmly and said, "You can keep them all."

Yun Ran was surprised: "Do I keep it?"

Sima Jing hummed: "Just consider it a red envelope for you."

Yun Ran: "This is four thousand taels!"

Sima Jing: "Yeah."

Wow, so generous!

Yun Ran looked at the man in front of him as if he were the God of Wealth. "How can I accept so much? If Your Highness really wants to give me something, just give me five hundred or one thousand as a token of appreciation."

"Husband and wife are one. What's mine is yours. Take it."

Sima Jing sat down beside the couch and looked at her money-loving face with her cheekbones raised to the sky and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

After a while, he stopped smiling and said, "Did you forget to give me something?"

Yun Ran was slightly stunned.

But when she saw Sima Jing looking at her without making a mistake, she suddenly understood.

Putting down the pile of banknotes, she walked straight to him, held the man's face with her hands, bent down and kissed him.

"alright."

Yun Ran stood up, her cheeks flushed: "The kiss is over."

Sima Jing: “…”

Although it feels good to be kissed by her, but...

His throat rolled slightly: "That's not what I'm talking about."

Yun Ran: “……?”

Sima Jing: "Didn't you say you prepared a New Year's gift for me?"

So this is what you are talking about!

Yun Ran was so embarrassed that he wanted to bang his head against the wall. He stammered, "I, I'll get it for you right away."

Soon, she took out a long sandalwood box from the inner room and handed it to Sima Jing.

"You, look at it yourself, I'm going to go wash up first."

After saying that, she turned and ran away.

Looking at the fleeing figure, Sima Jing frowned slightly.

I've kissed her so many times before, but I've never seen her react so strongly.

Or was there something special about the gift she gave?

He lowered his eyes and opened the sandalwood box, only to see a colorful longevity thread inside.

You can tell it was hand-woven by her. It's not luxurious, but each thread is wrapped very neatly, showing her care.

As the name suggests, the longevity thread can ward off evil spirits, avoid disasters, and pray for blessings and longevity.

She gave him this in the hope that he would be safe, healthy and live a long life.

A standard and proper New Year's gift.

Sima Jing stroked the small longevity thread, still puzzled as to why she ran away so shyly.

…

Yun Ran didn't know what was wrong with her.

I just kissed Sima Jing, why did my heart beat so fast suddenly?

It seemed that she had become different since Sima Jing took her out of the palace last night.

As for what was different, she couldn't tell. In short, she seemed to be more shy in front of Sima Jing.

But they had hugged and kissed each other countless times, and they were not shy before, so why did they become shy after getting familiar with each other?

Could it be because she had come into contact with Sima Xiaojiu in a daze last night?

Well, that's probably the reason.

After all, that thing is much more intimate than hugging and kissing.

Yun Ran found the right answer, but his heartbeat did not calm down. Instead, he blushed all the way to his neck when he thought that he might be raped again tonight.

The maid who was in charge of adding hot water saw this and became secretly worried. Could it be that too much hot water was added and the princess got too hot?

By the time of Hai, the cold night was cloudless and the north wind was howling.

When Yun Ran returned to the bedroom, there was no one by the couch.

Instead, the apricot-colored curtains of the bed were hanging down, and a pair of shoes were quietly placed beside the bed step.

Yun Ran was slightly surprised. He rested so early?

On second thought, he was indeed very busy during the day, and last night he stayed up all night and used her hand to play tricks on him... I guess he didn't sleep for long?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but slow down her steps. She walked carefully to the bed, carefully lifted the curtain, and slowly crawled in from the end of the bed.

The light in the tent was dim. She finally crawled in. As soon as she lay down, she heard a man's flat voice beside her: "Why did you take so long to shower?"

Yun Ran's shoulders stiffened: "Your Highness is not asleep?"

Sima Jing: "Yeah."

Yun Ran was embarrassed: "Why didn't you speak up earlier? I was afraid of waking you up, so I crawled for a long time."

Sima Jing: "You didn't ask."

Yun Ran: “…”

What kind of person is that?

"You haven't answered me yet."

In the darkness of the bed curtains, the man turned his head and asked, "Why is it taking so long to wash?"

"The hot water was comfortable, so I stayed in it for a while longer."

Yun Ran lay down in the bed that had been warmed by the man and asked in confusion, "Why is your highness asking this? Is there something wrong?"

"Yeah, something."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Ran stretched out a long arm from his waist, easily hooked it around her, and pulled her into his arms.

In an instant, the heartbeat that had finally calmed down started beating violently again.

The tip of her nose rested against the man's firm and warm chest. The calm and elegant scent of camphor was like an airtight net, which, together with the hot breath emanating from his body, trapped her tightly, leaving her nowhere to escape.

"Your Highness, Your Highness."

Yun Ran's eyelashes trembled rapidly, and her cheeks flushed crimson in the darkness: "If you have something to say, just talk it over. There's no need to hold... so tightly."

Sima Jing also felt that she seemed particularly sensitive tonight.

"I held you like this before."

Sima Jing lowered his head and rested his chin on her forehead: "Are you still not used to it?"

Yun Ran couldn't answer, so he lowered his eyes and urged, "Your Highness, please tell me what you want to say. You have to go to my house and my uncle's house to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow morning."

"I saw the longevity thread you gave me."

Sima Jing said, "Thank you very much."

So that's what you're talking about.

Yun Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "You're welcome. Compared to the four thousand taels of red envelope sent by His Highness, I was worried that you might think my gift was too shabby."

Sima Jing: "Did you write this yourself?"

Yun Ran nodded and continued, "Although it's not as precious as jewels and jade, I recite a sutra every time I weave a bunch of them. I also place them in front of the shrine for thirty days and consecrate them. They're more effective than those sold outside!"

The offerings were made for thirty days.

In other words, she started preparing gifts for him a month ago.

The big hand around her waist suddenly tightened. Yun Ran was just wondering when the man beside her turned sideways and started kissing her.

It's like this again, without any preparation at all!

Yun Ran's body tensed up instantly, his heartbeat pounded, and even his breathing quickened: "Your Highness, didn't we kiss in the car this morning?"

The man's thin lips fell from his forehead, landing on her eyebrows, cheeks, and nose tip like a gentle breeze and drizzle: "Who said that if we kissed during the day, we can't kiss at night?"

Yun Ran: "But...but..."

She tried to find a reason, but she didn't know whether it was because she was too nervous today and her head quickly turned into a mess, or she simply couldn't find a reason to refute.

During this moment of distraction, the man's lips moved from the cheek to the neck, and the collar loosened, exposing most of her body.

The bedroom was heated by a floor heater, making it warm, but her snow-white skin exposed to the air still felt a little cold.

In the darkness, Yun Ran couldn't see the man's expression, but she could feel his hot lips, slender hands, and young and strong body more clearly.

Like a ball of white flour, it became soft and boneless between his lips, tongue and palms, and could be easily manipulated into the shape he wanted.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

The man bit her collarbone, his voice hoarse: "What?"

Yun Ran felt his entire body burning. He hadn't drunk any alcohol tonight, yet he felt even more dizzy than if he had. Furthermore, he felt like a horse about to run towards a cliff.

If you don't restrain yourself, it seems like you will fall into an unknown and dangerous abyss.

"Your Highness, how long will you kiss me?" she asked.

There was silence in the darkness for a long time before a man's voice was heard: "You don't like it?"

Yun Ran panted slightly and thought for a while, then shook his head: "Not bad."

"Then continue."

Sima Jing whispered, holding her slender wrist again and reaching into the warm quilt.

This time, I wasn’t drunk, nor was I dreaming. Everything was crystal clear and intuitive.

Plop, plop, plop...

Yun Ran's heartbeat seemed to be beating in sync with the object in his palm.

She only managed a cry of surprise before her lips were blocked again.

In the fierce kiss, the man's deep voice sounded like the devil's coaxing: "Ran Ran, tell me you like me."

Yun Ran was bewitched by the word "Ran Ran". Although she was holding him, her soul seemed to be led by him.

My heart felt hot and my mind was in a daze. I followed his words and murmured, "I like it."

"I like Your Highness."

As she finished speaking, the object in her palm became more and more vibrant, so hot that her palm seemed to melt.

The man's kiss became more and more intense, from head to body, almost leaving his mark on every inch of her skin.

Just when Yun Ran felt that she was about to drown in this kiss, the belt around her waist was pulled open.

She was startled, and the man's hot breath fell on her ear: "I like Ranran too."

It was like some kind of announcement, or like some kind of decision.

Before Yun Ran could react to the word "like", the man's mountain-like body covered her.

"The third request."

He propped himself up slightly with one arm and looked down at her: "Ranran, be a real couple with me."

Even though the light between the bed curtains was dim and they couldn't see each other clearly, Yun Ran could feel his burning gaze, like molten lava, completely melting her already shaky consciousness.

Is it finally coming to this?

It wasn't surprising, but it was a thousand times more stressful than I had imagined.

In fact, Yun Ran wanted to say that even if he didn’t use the “third request”, she would not refuse.

But since he used...

It would be a fool not to take advantage of an opportunity. She was happy to have her mind put to rest and to settle her debt with him from then on.

Suppressing her shyness, which was stronger than she expected, she turned her face away and said softly, "Okay."

"So what should I do now?"

Yun Ran tried to recall the steps in the book, but found that apart from the pair of small porcelain figures with mortise and tenon structures, all that remained in his mind were those messy and erotic paintings.

Sima Jing was both tormented and amused at the moment.

But the arrow is on the string and must be shot.

What's more, she took the initiative to say that she would be with him for the rest of her life.

She also said that she liked him.

People are responsible for their own actions.

She is no exception.

"Close your eyes."

Sima Jing lowered his head and kissed the eyelids of his wife in his arms. His low voice was hoarse and he tried hard to control it: "Leave it to me."

After spending these days together, Yun Ran had unknowingly developed a deep dependence and trust in Sima Jing.

Now hearing him say this, she closed her eyes obediently.

The tent was silent for a moment, and the only sounds were the breathing, the slurping of kisses, and the unbearable moans of a cat.

Even though she had made sufficient preparations, when the moment came, Yun Ran was still so scared that she pinched the man's shoulders tightly.

"I, I can't do that."

Sima Xiaojiu is completely different from the little porcelain figure, and she is also very different from the little porcelain figure. If this continues, it will definitely crack.

"Don't be afraid."

Sima Jing was no better than her. Even though it was the first month of winter, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. "It's okay."

He put two fingers to her lips and said, "Bite me if it hurts."

Yun Ran didn't want to bite him, but she wasn't as bad as him, not like a dog that liked to bite people.

But when the hammer came in, she had almost no choice, and her instinct drove her to bite the man's hand.

pain.

The pain was transmitted between the two people at the same time, and there seemed to be a faint sweet smell of blood.

After a long while, Sima Jing leaned over and wiped away the tear from Yun Ran's eye: "Be good, don't cry."

But Yun Ran couldn't be coaxed at all. She bit his shoulder in revenge and whimpered in grievance, "You lied..."

"What did I lie to you about?"

“…”

Okay, the book is a lie, and so is my third sister-in-law!

But even if Sima Jing had not lied to her, it would not prevent her from hating him and taking her anger out on him, including scolding him, biting him, and asking him to get out.

Sima Jing just let her scold him and bite him, but as for leaving, that was impossible.

With his thick eyelashes drooping slightly, he covered the sobbing mouth of the person in his arms, letting the long-suppressed desire in his eyes surge freely.

She was his.

From then on, husband and wife became one.

We sleep together in life and study together in death.

She would never get rid of him again in this life.

***

The next day was the second day of the New Year.

According to custom, married women return to their parents' home and uncle's home to pay New Year's greetings on this day.

When Yun Ran opened his eyes, it was already bright outside. It was obvious that he would be late for New Year's greetings again.

Yun Ran lay powerlessly in the peach-pink quilt, staring at the pattern of twin flowers embroidered on the ceiling of the bed, feeling both ashamed and angry.

It’s all Sima Jing’s fault!

She had finally gotten through last night and thought she could finally sleep, but Sima Jing said she wanted to take a shower, otherwise she would easily catch a cold from the sweat.

She was so sleepy that she thought she might as well take a shower.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the bath, he also entered the bathtub and covered me from behind in a daze.

Yun Ran really didn't have the energy to cry. She cursed Sima Jing with almost all the swear words she knew in her life, but it didn't stop him from doing his own thing.

As expected, the bucket of water was wasted, so I asked someone to send a new bucket.

In the end, she didn't know how she fell asleep, but when she opened her eyes again, it was at this moment.

It was dawn, my whole body ached, and there was no one around me.

Son of a bitch.

Sima dog!

Yun Ran regretted it so much. If she had known this would happen, she should not have agreed to him!

Cursing and regretting, the matter was done. She could only endure the pain all over her body, lift the curtain and call out, "Someone come."

These two simple words sounded hoarse and mocking, as unpleasant as a broken gong.

Yun Ran pressed her dry throat and thought about how she cried so hard last night and begged for mercy many times, but he didn't listen at all!

It is clear in "The Secret History of Chun Niang" that if Chun Niang acts coquettishly, her lovers will be sympathetic and gentle to her, and they will coax and give in to her as their "darlings" and "sweethearts".

But Sima Jing doesn't know how to do that at all!

He would only kiss away her tears when she cried too hard and say, "Be good, it will be over soon."

It's not fast at all, she doesn't believe him at all!

When Qingling rushed into the room and lifted the curtain, she saw her own young lady with a rosy and radiant face, but her eyes were full of resentment.

What is going on?

Qingling was a little confused for a moment.

After all, when the order to call for water came from the house last night, Eunuch Changchun jumped up with excitement.

When His Highness left this morning, he also gave red envelopes to the servants in Zhanlu Hall, saying they were New Year's red envelopes.

This shows that last night was a huge happy event.

Qing Ling had prepared a lot of auspicious words to congratulate her, but when she saw her young lady looking so aggrieved and resentful, she stopped immediately and asked anxiously, "My lady, what's wrong? Today is the second day of the New Year, you can't look so sad."

It would have been fine if Qingling hadn't asked, but when she did, Yunran felt even more aggrieved.

"I was bitten by a dog."

Yun Ran bit her lip angrily, "Asshole, bastard!"

Qing Ling's face turned pale when she heard this, and she hurriedly said, "My lady, please be careful with your words. You can't say such things carelessly."

If it were in the past, Yun Ran might still be afraid.

But maybe it was because they really became husband and wife last night and became closer to each other, or maybe it was because she cursed so many times in front of him last night, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Where are the others?"

Yun Ran looked outside the bed curtains and asked, "What time is it now?"

Qing Ling said, "It's just past three quarters past the hour of Si. Your Highness returned to Shenliu Hall an hour ago."

Yun Ran was shocked: "He got up an hour ago, why didn't he call me? I still have to go back to the Marquis' Mansion to celebrate the New Year!"

Qing Ling hurriedly said, "Don't worry, my lady. His Highness has already sent someone to the Marquis's residence, saying that he had already paid New Year's greetings to the Marquis and his wife yesterday. He will go directly to the Duke of Huguo's residence with you later, so that the Marquis and his wife don't have to wait and can meet at the Duke's residence."

Hearing this, Yun Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Highness is considerate of my lady and can't bear to make you tired and get up early." Qingling comforted him in a gentle voice and raised her hand to hang the bed curtain.

Yun Ran curled his lips and said, "What a considerate guy! It's obvious that he feels guilty."

If he hadn't insisted on doing it again and again last night, she wouldn't have been able to get up this morning.

Qing Ling didn't dare to respond, she just reached out and helped Yun Ran get out of bed.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, Yun Ran couldn't help but shake his body, and his little face turned red and white.

"Ma'am, are you okay?"

"……fine."

It's about to split.

She said, it’s that big, how could it be okay?

Damn Sima Jing.

Yun Ran decided to ignore him all day.

With Qingling's help, Yun Ran finished washing up quickly.

As she was dressing in front of the mirror, Qingling fixed her hair in a bun and said with a flirtatious smile, "My lady, you look so good today. Your complexion is so fair and rosy, and your skin is so tender that you can squeeze water out of it."

After she said this, Yun Ran also looked carefully.

She does seem to be a lot more rosy, and the aura between her eyebrows and eyes is also a little different.

Could it be that the benefits of yin and yang intercourse take effect so quickly?

Last night my mind was in a daze, as if I was in the clouds, and I couldn't remember any theoretical knowledge. Now that I have calmed down, all the benefits of yin and yang harmony in the books have flooded into my mind.

She integrates knowledge and action, comparing them one by one.

Finally, it was concluded that Sima Jing's way of having sex was not advisable.

Although it has the effect of replenishing yang and yin for her, for him it is considered as excessive indulgence and is not conducive to health.

Well, I'll have to ask him to read some serious sex techniques later, and do it according to the book, with a plan and restraint.

Otherwise, if she lives to be a hundred and he lives to be fifty, she would feel so guilty!

Thinking that she would have to rush to the Zheng family's house at the Duke of Huguo's Mansion for lunch later, Yun Ran finished dressing up and did not order food. She put a few cakes in her pocket and asked someone to prepare the car.

When everything was ready, she endured the discomfort and left Zhanlu Hall with Qingling's help.

A canopied carriage of princely specifications was already waiting outside the door, followed by two carriages with green curtains, which were to deliver New Year gifts to my mother's family and my uncle's family.

"Your servant pays respects to the princess, may the princess live long and healthy."

Eunuch Changchun, who was standing next to the carriage, looked so beaming with joy today that those who didn't know would have thought he was having a happy event.

Yun Ran naturally knew that what happened last night could not be concealed.

Not to mention Chang Chun, the entire Prince Jing's Mansion probably knew that she and Sima Jing had sex twice last night.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, it was no longer embarrassing when I thought about how other couples in other mansions were like this, especially those with a large population and a whole family living together.

The relationship between husband and wife, the union of heaven and earth, the foundation of all things, is normal.

But when she stepped on the stool and thought of the man sitting in the carriage, her calmness suddenly turned into resentment.

Yun Ran thought, she must put on the most ferocious and ugliest face for him to see, to let him know that she also has a temper!

However, when she frowned, raised her eyebrows, and lifted the car curtain angrily.

But then the light of heaven poured in, and the originally dim carriage suddenly became bright. Even more conspicuous and dazzling than the light of heaven was the young man sitting in the middle.

Wearing a red robe, the man is extremely handsome.

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