Chapter 42: You have the final say in the palace
After Jing Siye helped Zhu Wenqin dry his body, he gently put him into the bed and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for him.
Zhu Wenqin huddled in the quilt, with only a pair of bright eyes showing, looking at Jing Siye with both anticipation and shyness.
Jing Siye turned around and washed quickly, then went to bed.
He lay aside, his hands behind his head, looking at Zhu Wenqin with a smile, as if waiting for his next move.
The little fellow said he wanted to be the boss of the house, and I want to see how far he can go.
Jing Siye thought to himself, his eyes full of teasing and anticipation.
Zhu Wenqin felt both excited and nervous when she saw Jing Siye lying there motionless.
Although he had read many storybooks, when the time came, he found that he had no idea how to start.
Especially Jing Siye's powerful aura, which made him not even have the courage to open his eyes and look at him directly.
He bit his lip and encouraged himself secretly:
[I am the one who is supposed to be the boss, how can I be cowardly at this time? 】
[Besides, it’s a good thing that you don’t have to suffer any pain! 】
Thinking of this, Zhu Wenqin plucked up her courage, slowly moved to Jing Siye's side, and carefully lay on top of him.
His movements were awkward and clumsy, yet there was a certain endearing seriousness to them.
He looked down at Jing Siye's face, his heart beating faster like a drum. Finally, he mustered up the courage and gently kissed Jing Siye on the lips.
The unfamiliar kiss was like a dragonfly touching the water, but it made Jing Siye's heart palpitate.
A smile flashed in his eyes, and he whispered deliberately:
"Qin'er doesn't even know how to kiss, let me teach you."
After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the back of Zhu Wenqin's head, and with a gentle pull, he pulled him closer to himself.
Then he kissed Zhu Wenqin's lips, delicately and tenderly, with a little guidance, allowing him to gradually relax.
Zhu Wenqin froze in his arms, forgetting even to breathe.
As Jing Siye's kiss gradually deepened, he felt a warm current surging from the bottom of his heart, and the whole person seemed to be brought into a strange world, which was both sweet and intoxicating.
Jing Siye felt his awkwardness and his heart softened.
He gently released Zhu Wenqin's lips and whispered in his ear: "Qin'er, it's up to you from now on."
After the kiss, Zhu Wenqin had already felt the changes in Jing Siye's body. The difference between the two of them suddenly became obvious.
Jing Siye's body pressed against hers, and the scorching heat was transmitted through the thin clothes. Zhu Wenqin's heart was beating like a drum:
[If I were to do the following, it would be extremely painful...]
He muttered to himself that his momentum had been greatly reduced before the battle even started.
[But the arrow is on the string, what should I do...]
He bit his lower lip, steeled himself, and prepared to take action.
However, just as he was about to make a move, Jing Siye suddenly spoke in a low and gentle voice.
"Qin'er, it might hurt the first time, so you need to apply ointment."
After he finished speaking, he reached into the secret compartment at the head of the bed and fumbled around for a while, then took out an exquisite little medicine bottle.
Zhu Wenqin was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on the medicine bottle, and he felt confused:
"My Lord, how do I use this?"
Jing Siye smiled slightly, with a sly look in his eyes:
"I will teach you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Wenqin felt a cool touch behind him, and the coolness of the ointment penetrated through his skin.
He reacted suddenly, his cheeks flushed instantly, and he quickly reached out to block it:
"No, Your Majesty, shouldn't this be applied to Your Majesty?"
Jing Siye gently held his hand, his tone still calm:
"Well, I'm just demonstrating it to Qin'er."
Zhu Wenqin was speechless for a moment, feeling ashamed and annoyed, but didn't know how to refute. He tried to break free from Jing Siye's hand:
"Your Majesty, Qin'er knows how to do it. You don't need to teach me..."
Before he could finish, Jing Siye covered her lips again, this time the kiss was much more fierce than before. With Jing Siye's doting and strong possession, Zhu Wenqin completely lost her own thoughts...
"No, Your Majesty..."
"Jing Siye..."
"...You lied...You said I was...upper."
Jing Siye smiled innocently, with a hint of teasing in his eyes:
"I'm not lying. Isn't Qin'er up there?"
Zhu Wenqin gritted her teeth in anger, her cheeks reddened to the point of almost bleeding:
"You...you are lying...I said...that's not the way to do it."
Zhu Wenqin's voice was intermittent...
Jing Si didn't let him curse out a complete sentence in the middle of the night...
Zhu Wenqin woke up at noon the next day. He slowly opened his eyes and felt as if his whole body had been run over, sore and weak.
Jing Siye was sitting neatly dressed at the tea table, reading a book with a focused look on his face, as if the crazy and strong man last night was not him at all.
When Zhu Wenqin saw him, she was immediately filled with anger and wanted to scold him, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her throat was too hoarse to make any sound.
[Jing Siye, you liar...]
Jing Siye immediately heard the little guy's thoughts, and quickly put down the book and brought a cup of tea over:
"Qin'er is awake, drink some water first."
Zhu Wenqin wanted to get up to get some water, but when she moved her body, she couldn't help but let out a cry.
Seeing this, Jing Siye quickly put the teacup aside, reached out and gently picked him up, wrapped him tightly with his cloak, then carried him to the tea table and sat down, picked up the teacup, and carefully fed him water.
Zhu Wenqin took a few sips, and her throat finally felt better, and she was finally able to make some sound. He immediately seized the opportunity and cursed with gnashing teeth:
"Jing Siye...you don't keep your word...you're a liar!"
Jing Siye looked innocent, even a little proud, and laughed softly:
"I have satisfied Qin'er's request and let her be on top."
Zhu Wenqin: "You still said that... You clearly know that's not what you meant... You are bullying me."
Jing Siye kissed him and said, "If I want to bully someone, I will only bully Qin'er."
Zhu Wenqin was choked by his words and was speechless for a moment. She simply lay in his arms and didn't want to move at all.
His stomach growled with hunger, so he took the opportunity to make a request:
"I'm hungry and need to eat."
Upon hearing this, Jing Siye immediately called Qi Feng and asked him to bring a bowl of porridge.
Zhu Wenqin looked at the bowl of porridge that was so bland that you could hardly see any rice grains. He was immediately furious. However, because Qi Feng was still there, he could only suppress his anger and curse in his heart:
[You are so bad, Jing Siye. You tortured me for half the night, and now you only give me this to drink? 】
Do you still have a conscience? 】
Jing Siye signaled Qi Feng to leave: "Chen Lian has instructed that Qin'er can only drink light and easily digestible food for the time being. I will give you supplements in two days."
Zhu Wenqin's eyes widened immediately: "What? Doctor Chen knows all this? Why did you tell him this?"
Jing Siye said with a bit of guilt: "Qin'er... fainted, so I had to call Chen Lian."
Zhu Wenqin pounded his chest, "It's all your fault. You even let Chen Lian know. How can I face him in the future... You... Don't touch me in the future."
Jing Siye tightened his cloak and said aggrievedly: "Last night was Qin'er's first time. Is Qin'er going to abandon me in the end?"
Zhu Wenqin was speechless...
Seeing this, Jing Siye took the opportunity to coax her, "Qin'er, don't be angry. From now on, Qin'er has the final say in the palace."
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