Chapter 108 "Does Your Highness still remember what you said..."
There are no stars or moon tonight; gloomy black clouds cover most of the sky, and the wind can be heard from time to time.
It was a time when demons and ghosts roamed freely.
Ji Chengning went to the address on Cui Yao's visiting card. Unexpectedly, Cui's residence was not remote, but the main gate was located in a deep alley. It was nighttime, so it was very quiet.
As you venture deeper into the alley, the shouts of street vendors and the rumble of horse-drawn carriages vanish instantly, as if all the hustle and bustle of the mundane world has disappeared.
Ji Chengning tightened the reins and slowly walked into the alley.
Besides the Cui residence, there was another house in the alley. The two houses had their doors facing each other, but the door of the house opposite had a large seal pasted diagonally across it. The characters, stained with cinnabar, were as red as blood, as if they were about to flow down.
The lights from the Cui residence only added to the gloom and desolation.
He turned his head and saw two large black lacquered doors standing tall, like the tightly closed mouths of beasts.
It's about to open its mouth and swallow its waiting prey.
Ji Chengnin dismounted and stepped forward to knock on the door, “Knock knock knock.”
"Crunch."
The door opened a crack, and a dark-skinned young man peeked out. A long scar on the corner of his lip made him look like he was always smiling, and he looked at Ji Chengnin warily.
Ji Chengnin smiled and said, "Is your master home? Please inform him that Ji..."
Before he could finish speaking, the wary expression on the young man's face vanished instantly. He quickly turned to open the door, gesturing for Ji Chengnin to come in. Seeing that Ji Chengnin didn't move, he stared at him expectantly.
Ji Chengnin strode inside.
The young man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly gestured for two servants to come over.
Although the door is not very big, it uses an extremely wide and heavy bolt, which requires two adult men to lift.
When the bolt fell, the sound was dull, like the clashing of large metal stones.
Ji Chengnin, who witnessed all of this: "..."
Although he knew it was a trap, there wasn't such a large bolt at a trap. It practically screamed ill intentions, inviting someone into a trap, and trapping someone behind closed doors... Ugh, what kind of words are those?
The young man lowered his head, gesturing for Ji Chengnin to follow him inside.
This person's profile was extremely resolute. If it weren't for the scars on his face, he would have been quite handsome. However, in addition to the scar on the corner of his lip, there was also a deep and long scar that stretched from his jawline, cutting across his entire neck. The wound on his throat was raised, curved, and black, like a centipede crawling on it.
Ji Chengnin glanced at it a couple more times.
The young man noticed his gaze, calmly turned his head, patted his throat, and waved his hand.
He can't speak.
Ji Chengnin nodded and followed him inside.
As he walked, he subtly observed his surroundings.
The Cui residence was too inconspicuous. Every blade of grass, every tree, every brick and tile was something that could be seen in the homes of ordinary wealthy people. There was nothing special about it, not even a place to hide an ambush.
Ji Chengning found it funny again. Where did he expect Cui Yao to live, the Spider Cave?
Turning past the corridor, the main courtyard is just a stone's throw away.
The flickering lights cast warm rays on the ground. The place was still unremarkable, except for the jasmine planted in the center of the courtyard, which was somewhat interesting. Its leaves were a deep, lush green, providing ample shade, and dotted with white flowers. The fragrance of the flowers was so strong that it was almost suffocating.
The young man continued to lead Ji Chengning inside.
Ji Chengnin raised an eyebrow. "Young man, where are you taking me?"
The young man paused, wanting to tell Ji Chengnin that this was not his own decision, but rather the master's.
Unfortunately, there was no paper or pen nearby. He and Ji Chengnin stared at each other for a few seconds before he suddenly realized what was happening. He closed his eyes and leaned backward violently.
Ji Chengning was startled. Before he could reach out to help him, the man suddenly lurched forward, then stood firmly still, staring intently at Ji Chengning once more.
It looks like a sleeping posture.
"bedroom?"
The young man nodded hurriedly.
Ji Chengnin's expression became even stranger. Who would hold a trap in the bedroom? Besides feeling strange, he also felt a little indescribable, and his throat went dry.
It must be because it's too hot in autumn!
He made a firm decision.
Since we're already here, hesitating would only make us a laughingstock, so we quickly followed without further hesitation.
The young man led Ji Chengning to the door of Cui Yao's bedroom. He first knocked twice on the door with his finger, and when no one answered, he pushed the door open and invited Ji Chengning in.
The young marquis had just stepped across the threshold.
"Bang!"
The door slammed shut behind me, followed by a series of clanging sounds, indicating that it had been locked from the outside!
Even a fool like Ji Chengnin could tell something was wrong, but instead of being disgusted, this strangeness only made him more interested.
He walked forward.
Along the way, Cui Yao's bedroom was quite ordinary. Compared to the young marquis's fondness for bright colors and luxury, the room's owner had rather conventional tastes, showing no particular preference.
"Swish—"
The light gauze swayed, and Ji Chengning abruptly stopped in his tracks.
The person staring intently at him from inside the room was none other than Cui Yao.
I don't know how long he's been sitting there, or how long he's been watching me. He's been there silently, yet so closely.
Ji Chengning suddenly felt a layer of cold sweat break out on the back of his neck.
My heart was pounding wildly, almost leaping out of my throat.
He stepped forward.
He ripped open the curtain!
When his gaze fell on Cui Yao's face, Ji Chengning's fingers, which were gripping the light gauze, tightened suddenly.
Cui Yao actually put on makeup.
He was handsome and refined. Knowing that elaborate makeup did not suit him, he used only pale and cool colors in his makeup, which made his already cold face appear even more detached.
Yet, extreme simplicity gives rise to brilliance.
His eyes should be long and slender, his makeup should be light and thin, his eyebrows should be thick and dark like kingfisher feathers, and his bone structure should be sharp and angular. When he raised his eyes, his eyes were as cold as a spring, but as his gaze shifted, a dark and crazy undercurrent was revealed.
It's like a river thawing in spring, with the ice layer teetering on the verge of cracking.
Extremely dangerous.
His makeup was not in the current trend; there were no stickers or rouge, only two bold, slanted red lines under his eyes, like blood.
Below her ears were a pair of jade earrings that were almost black.
However, there was hardly any color on the lips, making the makeup look particularly strange.
So much effort was put into its depiction, yet it is so cold and austere.
It is indeed beautiful, but at first glance, it really, really looks like something inhuman.
It was a spirit that had taken over the dilapidated statue; it was three parts god and seven parts ghost.
Their eyes met, and Ji Chengnin's breath hitched.
Although he knew Cui Yao was good-looking, he never imagined she could be this beautiful, even eerie.
It was so gloomy that the first thing Ji Chengning saw was not the whole face, but those fierce eyes.
“Your Highness.” Cui Yao looked at him.
A chill ran down my spine, and my heart pounded even harder.
Ji Chengnin strode forward.
One step, two steps.
Cui Yao stared intently at Ji Chengning, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
Even though it was herself who was dressed up in her finest attire, it was still herself who was gazing intently at Ji Chengnin.
They actually resorted to this method in an attempt to curry favor with Ji Chengning.
Cui Yao wanted to despise himself. He was proud and had been taught the manners of a gentleman, but no teacher had ever taught him to disguise himself and use his looks to please his lover. If his ancestors were alive, they would probably want to break his legs.
But when Ji Chengning looked at him, all sense of propriety and shame was thrown to the back of his mind; he only felt excitement.
The excitement intensified.
Breathing becomes more rapid, but you should try to breathe more gently.
Shhh——
His heir has not yet come near.
Be careful, be obedient.
But when he looked up, the rapidly spreading red in his eyes revealed his thoughts, making his face look both refined and frenzied.
Its fangs were about to be revealed, then concealed.
It looked incredibly appetizing.
His Adam's apple bobbed frantically.
Ji Chengnin bent down.
The warm and beautiful fragrance enveloped him once again. Cui Yao opened his mouth and tried his best to lick the scent left by Ji Chengning without leaving a trace.
One stood, the other knelt, their eyes met, and Ji Chengning affectionately stroked his face, "A-Yao, why did you turn into this?"
Cui Yao suddenly panicked, her voice a mix of sincerity and pretense, and asked in a flustered voice, "Doesn't it look good?"
As she spoke, she quickly pulled out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve, as if she had truly been rejected by her lover. She looked aggrieved and helpless, and raised her hand to wipe it.
But his wrist was grabbed.
Cui Yao suddenly looked up.
A dark and sinister light flashed in his pale eyes.
cold.
This was Ji Chengning's first thought when he touched Cui Yao's skin.
How can a living person be frozen like this?
The warmth of the palm was quickly absorbed.
Cui Yao, however, felt completely satisfied.
They will soon return to normal temperatures, one a little colder than before, and the other a little warmer.
They are a match made in heaven.
"Ah Yao, Mei Mei," Ji Chengning's voice was somewhat indistinct, making it sound even more tender and alluring. His warm breath brushed against her cheek, causing her eyes to tremble. "What exactly do you want to do?"
As Ji Chengnin drew closer.
The scent of jasmine wafted over Cui Yao, and it was unclear what kind of fragrance powder had been added to it, but the aroma was cool and sharp, piercing the nostrils with a strong presence.
"I think……"
Cui Yao raised her hand.
Ji Chengning subconsciously followed his movements and looked over, only to see that the fingernails were neatly and rounded, with prominent knuckles, long, pale, and sharp fingers.
The hand waved in front of him and gently brushed across the tip of his nose.
The scent of jasmine instantly filled my lungs.
"I want to ask, Your Highness, do you like the scent of this face powder?" Cui Yao asked softly.
wrong!
Ji Chengning was startled.
The drug took effect very quickly; in the blink of an eye, his body went limp.
He lost his balance and stumbled forward.
He grabbed the table and slammed it shut. "Crash—"
They knocked over all the cosmetic oil bottles that Cui Yao had used earlier.
Its sound is like the ringing of jade.
Her weak hands couldn't support her body, and she swayed. The next moment, Cui Yao grabbed her and held her tightly.
My limbs felt weak and powerless, but my consciousness did not become clouded.
Ji Chengning collapsed into his arms, and Cui Yao's breathing became rapid. He was clearly dying of thirst, but he still had to pretend to be a virtuous gentleman.
Overjoyed, he cupped Ji Chengnin's face in his hands and asked, "My dear prince, do you like him?"
Ji Chengnin could barely speak, and mumbled, "I like..."
Cui Yao could only hear him say he liked it, and then the strong fragrance quickly enveloped him completely.
The shadow climbed onto his body.
Like a spider, it weaves a vast web, finally biting down on its long-awaited prey.
I am completely satisfied.
Ji Chengnin was just like prey ravaged by poison, his body limp and unable to move, but his reason remained, even more so than usual, allowing him to watch helplessly as he was opened up, devoured, and completely cleaned.
“It was clearly the Crown Prince who said he liked me first.”
Her fingers brushed across Ji Chengning's face.
Cui Yao's voice was almost mournful, but the last syllable suddenly turned sharp, like the whisper of a vengeful ghost.
A ghostly presence haunts my dreams every night.
The audacious young man was not afraid at all. Instead, he grabbed the ghost, his bright eyes filled with affection, and with his lips slightly parted, he said that he liked him.
He's my favorite.
He knew long ago that he couldn't take every word seriously, yet he still foolishly believed every single one of them.
Immersed in it, unable to extricate myself, and unwilling to wake up.
Then he lowered his head and greedily absorbed Ji Chengnin's essence.
They share the same breath and support each other through thick and thin.
How could it not be enough? These are such dirty and despicable things, yet when they are done on Ji Chengning, it is never enough.
After they separated, Ji Chengning was still forced to keep his mouth open, his insides wet and red, obediently revealing the tip of his tongue, which made Cui Yao's eyes darken even more.
He affectionately cupped Ji Chengnin's chin, gently closing it, but with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
It left a transparent wet stain.
Ji Chengnin remained silent.
It wasn't that he couldn't speak, but rather that it was too difficult for him to say a single word. He figured it was better to save his energy and not waste it on scolding Cui Yao. Besides, it wasn't like he didn't like being close to Cui Yao.
Just like today, a beautiful woman in full dress.
This was the first time Ji Chengning had ever learned how to write the phrase "lust blinds reason."
The back of my neck was no longer numb, but rather a painful, itchy sensation, like being bitten by insects or snakes, surging upwards in waves.
The body was so excited that its meridians were bulging and contracting wildly.
The ghost raised its pale, colorless lips, lowered its head, and almost touched Ji Chengning's eyes.
Their facial features magnified and filled each other's eyes.
Her trembling eyelashes brushed against Cui Yao's lips.
He stroked Ji Chengnin's face, letting out a satisfied sigh. "Don't be impatient." His fingertips brushed against Ji Chengnin's face, too cold and hard, yet too gentle, giving Ji Chengnin the illusion that he was a fish on a chopping board. "Your Highness."
The skin beneath my fingers trembled slightly.
It was unclear whether it was anger or fear.
Whether it's shock, anger, or resentment, as long as those eyes are still looking at him, only at him.
That's fine.
Even with such reassurance, the sharp teeth easily pierced the soft flesh inside the mouth, and the bloody taste rolled into the throat.
Cui Yao, on the contrary, felt relieved.
It's a sense of relief that the knife has already fallen.
Since the crown prince will despise him no matter what he does, it means that he can do anything.
As her long eyelashes drooped, the thought made her heart, which had been pounding wildly, suddenly stop. A long, drawn-out pain and an indescribable pleasure came rushing in at the same time, and the two completely contradictory feelings almost drove Cui Yao crazy.
Ji Chengnin's heart skipped a beat as he watched the man's face change wildly.
This liar is an idiot.
Since you've already lied to him and done this, why hesitate?
Even more foolish than Cui Yao was him; he actually condoned Cui Yao's actions.
After thinking it over, Ji Chengnin actually felt like laughing.
He took a deep breath, reached out with both hands, and easily lifted Ji Chengnin into his arms.
If you ignore the fact that he had just poisoned himself, Cui Yao's actions were incredibly cautious.
No, it's more like being extremely cautious.
They placed him on the bed very gently and slowly.
It was as if he wasn't holding a grown man, but a handful of snow about to melt.
Cui Yao stared at Ji Chengning lying on the bed for a few seconds, then reached out and pressed something on the bedside table, followed by a creaking sound.
A hidden compartment was revealed at the foot of the bed.
Since he was right in front of Ji Chengnin, he couldn't help but see it.
Lifting his eyelids and glancing at the contents of the hidden compartment, Ji Chengnin was utterly astonished.
There it was, there it was! A row of jade carvings were displayed in the hidden compartment, arranged by Cui Yao in an extremely neat order from smallest to largest. Ji Chengning's eyes widened. It was clear, it was clear—where did Cui Yao get so many of these things!
Even the young marquis, with his thick skin, quickly blushed.
Cui Yao's expression actually revealed a hint of embarrassment.
You brought it yourself, what are you shy about?!
Ji Chengning cursed inwardly.
"Does Your Highness remember that you promised me something, whatever it was, you would give it to me?"
Cui Yao's voice rang softly in my ears.
Ji Chengnin's body stiffened.
"Your Highness will certainly not disappoint you. I will think this through carefully. I hope that when the day comes that I ask Your Highness for it, Your Highness will not hesitate to part with it."
He suddenly remembered what Cui Yao had said, but strangely, he couldn't recall Cui Yao's expression.
Is it mild, or is it something that is being deliberately hidden?
“Now,” a soft voice interrupted his thoughts, and those clear eyes suddenly magnified in front of Ji Chengnin, their brightness astonishing, their ferocity like that of a beast, “your subordinate has come to ask you for something.”
The next moment, suffocation swept over his entire body.
For example, being bound hand and foot and drowning in water.
It was fierce, ruthless, and yet addictive to him.
Just like every intimate moment between him and Zhong Mei, it was like two trapped beasts fighting.
A touch of coldness brushed against my neck.
Ji Chengning snapped out of his daze. His eyes darted around and he saw that the thing was made of jade, thin and long, not much thicker than an ordinary silver needle, with a very rounded head.
Although Ji Chengning didn't know what this thing was, he knew that what Cui Yao could take out at this moment was definitely not something to sew clothes for him.
Seeing the change in his expression, Cui Yao smiled slightly and pressed down on Ji Chengning's body with one hand.
The body beneath his palm was long, slender, and powerful, with beautifully undulating muscles. Every part of it was stunningly beautiful and agile, especially the thighs, which contained the power to snap a person's neck. But at this moment, they could only...
Just looking at him made his eyes well up with tears.
"Good girl," Cui Yao whispered as the slender jade needle slid down, seemingly heading somewhere deeper, "it won't hurt."
"You just need to learn a lesson."
Dare to leave behind his lessons.
Ji Chengning was suddenly struck by a flash of inspiration, and his scalp tingled with excitement.
Wait, wait, wait—where did Cui Yao learn this method from!
The young marquis wasn't prepared for this; neither mentally nor physically, he opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and slow, "Don't you want to ask who I'm marrying?"
Cui Yao's eyes instantly turned red, and she said hatefully, "I don't want to know, and I don't need to know!"
He stared intently at Ji Chengnin, his gaze both sinister and fanatical.
His Adam's apple bobbed frantically, as if he were trying to restrain his desire to devour Ji Chengnin completely.
Ji Chengnin looked at him and sighed softly.
When Cui Yao met the gaze that she had been avoiding, she was taken aback.
It wasn't disgust, nor fear, but a helpless, absurd indulgence.
How could he see indulgence in Ji Chengnin's eyes?
Ji Chengnin shouldn't be furious, shouldn't be afraid, shouldn't threaten him, saying that if he doesn't let him go, he will definitely tear him to pieces one day.
Why did you smile at him like that?
"and……"
Ji Chengnin's voice rang out.
Cui Yao should shut him up.
But he was rooted to the spot, unable to move.
So he watched as Ji Chengnin's lips parted and he said, "With you."
Cui Yao's pupils dilated instantly.
Me?
Me?!
The prince is lying to me, he must be lying to me. How could he marry me after what I did? Besides, my identity is unknown and my origins are a mystery. The prince must be lying to me; this is just a delaying tactic. But what if it's true...?
Cui Yao felt dizzy and lightheaded.
His inherently cold and assertive nature was captivated and mesmerized by just two words.
Even in his dreams, he dared not dream of such perfection, so much so that upon hearing these words, he stood there stunned.
Breathing stopped.
Ji Chengning was even nervous seeing Cui Yao's expressions of extreme joy and sorrow – if Cui Yao really fainted and he had to call for help, they would both lose face completely!
The next moment, Cui Yao grasped his hand.
His coldness.
His warmth.
They are closely united, sharing weal and woe.
Ji Chengnin's heart was just beginning to settle down.
But then, Cui Yao grabbed his hand and slapped herself hard across the face.
"Smack!"
Bright red bumps instantly appeared on her fair cheeks. Cui Yao didn't hold back at all, and the blows made her head tilt to the side.
Ji Chengnin: "???"
Ji Chengnin: "!"
His palm burned with pain, and the young marquis laughed angrily, "You're so unhappy about marrying me?"
"It hurts."
It's not a dream.
Cui Yao muttered to herself, and when she looked at Ji Chengning again, her expression revealed a hint of grievance.
It was as if he wasn't the aggressive, ghostly figure from before. He leaned down and pressed his cheek against Ji Chengnin's.
Young Marquis wanted to sneer a few more times: You didn't believe me, you wanted to seize it by force, you wanted to imprison me, didn't you? Cui Yao, you've really grown some guts!
But he didn't get a chance to say it.
Because a drop of cold liquid fell on his face.
"Tick-tock".
He looked up abruptly, incredulous.
A hand gently covered his eyes.
But more and more of the cold liquid flowed down his face.
"Chengning." Cui Yao grasped his hand, his voice unusually hoarse. He pressed his swollen cheek against Ji Chengning's palm. "Hit him again."
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