The Qing Dynasty's Valiant Side Consort

Nan Yi, a modern female bodyguard, fails a mission and travels back three hundred years to the Qing Dynasty. At that time, she became the side consort of the Fourth Prince of the Qing Dynasty, but ...

Chapter Sixty-Five: A Slip of the Tongue

After a long while, he released her, let out a long sigh, pulled her into his arms, and took the blanket to cover them both. It's good that she's back; she's safely back home. He's at peace now; he can't worry about anything else.

He lay down with Nan Yi in his arms, holding her close to his side, like a treasure he had lost and found again. He noticed her still tense, fair face, which showed signs of anger.

Yinzhen brushed aside the stray hairs from her forehead, his eyes fixed on her intently. His lips involuntarily moved closer, landing on the tip of her delicate nose. Ignoring Nan Yi's attempts to dodge, he moved to her red lips, gently licking, kissing, and nibbling.

Nan Yi didn't notice at first, until the corners of her mouth tasted sweet and her lips and tongue were in excruciating pain, and she struggled to break free with a sob.

Yinzhen couldn't tolerate it. He stretched out his limbs and wrapped them tightly around her. The annoyance and worry of the past few days, mixed with an indistinguishable anger or lust, all piled up in his chest. He desperately wanted to vent it, so he simply used his free hand to tear her clothes and throw them outside the curtain.

She struggled so fiercely that he switched to gentle kisses, coaxing and comforting her, arousing her desire. When he sank deep into her body, he opened his lips to kiss her slender shoulders, which were white and soft, and left bloody teeth marks on her waist.

Having only recently experienced love, Nan Yi could not bear such treatment. Unable to support herself, she tried to get up and crawl away, but Yinzhen roughly pulled her back, turned her over, and entered her from behind, continuing to nibble at her snowy back. Each time he reached the deepest point, he bit her hard.

Amidst the pain, numbness, and weakness, she began to sob softly, yet still refused to beg for mercy. This happened several times, leaving her body covered in bruises and bloodstains.

It was past midnight, and there was a faint light outside. He held her waist tightly, ignoring her extreme exhaustion. After several climaxes and her body convulsing violently, he suddenly moved rhythmically a few times, let out a low growl, and released his erection into her tight end.

The ultimate pleasure made him limp, trembling behind her, his breathing gradually lightening. Yinzhen rolled her over and turned her face to face with him.

Nan Yi was too weak to move. She squinted her eyes, feeling annoyed. It was like this again. He clearly had a woman he loved, yet he treated her like this. He said he cared, but Nan Yi didn't understand. He said he didn't care, but he always liked to entangle himself in bed with her. She didn't know whether to be happy or angry at the disappointment.

Seeing that her hair and cheeks were damp with sweat, Yinzhen casually grabbed the undergarment that was thrown on the brocade quilt and handed it to her to dry.

Nan turned her face away, inadvertently glancing at the bloodstains on her arm, then looking at her body. How much hatred must she have felt to bite her so carefully and so fiercely? Look at these marks, they look like they were measured.

Yinzhen stroked the delicate body in his arms and asked softly, "Where are you hiding?" His voice was husky and seductive after being soaked in the rain. He was really curious about where she was hiding, which had left his men searching everywhere without success.

Nan Yi pursed his lips, his body exhausted but his mind unusually clear, and said in a low voice, "Hui Ke Ju".

"I've looked, but no one's there." That's Ninth Brother's restaurant, which is very famous in the capital. He even went there specifically to look for it.

"Have you even looked for the servants' quarters?" Nan Yi said disdainfully. She would never dare to openly stay in a guest room.

Yinzhen pulled her onto his lap and lay her down, looking up at her, and said, "How did you get out? Don't tell me you climbed over the wall."

Nan Yi thought to herself, "She really guessed right." But she made up another reason, saying, "There's a dog hole over at the West Corner Gate." If they didn't believe her, fine, they'd believe her if she crawled through a dog hole.

He was slightly taken aback, and his lips twitched slightly. Among all the women in the Qing Dynasty, she was probably the only one who would choose to crawl through a dog hole to go out.

"I will seal that hole and make sure it doesn't happen again," Yinzhen said coldly.

She retorted angrily, "I'd rather just cut off my legs, then I wouldn't be unable to go anywhere."

Is it possible to tell her not to go out? He goes out to meet beautiful women, to enjoy romantic moments with them, and he's used to ordering her around.

The thought of this made Nan Yi feel extremely anxious. She was not a woman from the Qing Dynasty and could not bear to watch her husband cheat on her with impunity. The mansion was already full of beautiful women, yet he still wanted to go out and flirt with other women.

"Are you threatening me?" Yinzhen tightened his grip on her waist and said in a deep voice. He hadn't thought about cutting off her legs, but he absolutely couldn't let her sneak out of the manor again.

Nan Yi snorted coldly, remembering the knot in her heart, and still asked, "Who is that woman?"

She finally couldn't resist asking cautiously. She was captivated by such a stunning beauty, let alone him. It was only a matter of time before she was moved. But she couldn't suppress her curiosity and didn't want to admit that she was jealous and concerned.

Yinzhen frowned instantly, pursed his thin lips, and stared at her. "Is this something you should be asking?"

She shouldn't have asked. Nan Yi got angry and growled, "I shouldn't have asked. What are you still doing in my bed?"

After Nan Yi finished speaking, she started punching and kicking him, yelling, "You stinky man, if you've got the guts, don't get into my bed. I'm not going to serve you."

Her fingertips accidentally scratched Yinzhen's neck, leaving a clear bloody mark, and her foot almost kicked the man's genitals.

Caught off guard by her outburst, Yinzhen quickly pressed down on her kicking foot and angrily rebuked her, "Insolence, rudeness, shrew!"

How dare she lay a hand on him in bed? She's completely disregarding him and brazenly challenging his authority. She deserves to die.

Nan Yi kicked with her other foot, cursing, "If I'm a shrew, then go find your gentle and beautiful woman, you disgusting dog couple."

Completely forgetting her own identity, she blurted out a string of curses in a panic.

Enraged by her insults, Yinzhen raised his hand and slapped her across the pretty face. "Smack!" The room fell into a deathly silence.

She froze, touching her slapped face. She was already regretting her rude words when she was slapped again.

He hit her, he actually hit her, and tears silently streamed down her cheeks, sliding down her neck and chest, which were covered in bruises.

Yinzhen looked at the red marks on her face, then his gaze fell on his trembling hands. His fingertips were slightly numb, indicating that he had hit her hard. He was angry at her for speaking recklessly, and he was truly furious, both embarrassed and enraged.

He was the esteemed fourth prince of the Qing Dynasty. From childhood to adulthood, no one dared to speak loudly to him, and everyone respected him. Yet she trampled on his dignity in this way. She was merely a concubine, yet she ignored his sincerity and provoked and insulted him.

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