Chapter 24 Jinjiang Exclusive Authorization Release 4 He suddenly gasped...
The dull pain in her lower back forced her to calm down, and a vague sense of foreboding arose in her heart.
As her relationship with the villain becomes closer and closer, she gradually tends to lose control in front of him.
What happened today was extremely absurd. I was tempted by her beauty and almost made a big mistake.
Thinking of this, Yan Yi took the initiative to admit his mistake and tried to divert the other party's attention.
"Your Majesty, I was wrong."
Wen Huoran looked a little stern, having never expected her reaction to be like this.
The atmosphere between them was tense, so he couldn't ask any more questions. He just took advantage of the situation and continued with her words, "What did you do wrong?"
"I—" Yan Yi racked his brains, beginning to list his faults. "I was blinded by lust and, seeing Your Majesty's beauty, I was rude. But—I have my reasons."
Wen Huiran couldn't help but frown, "What's your reason?"
The villain spoke in a hostile tone. Yan Yi knew he had misunderstood and quickly explained, "Your Majesty is stunningly beautiful. I was seduced by her beauty and couldn't help myself. That's why I lost my mind in front of you."
To Wen Huiran, these words sounded like sweet talk.
On the one hand, Yan Yi frankly said that she was bewitched by his beauty and lost her mind, which means that the other party was attracted to her.
Furthermore, he was unable to control himself and responded passionately to the kiss, and even took the initiative to meet Yan Yi when he pulled away...
Yan Yi took all the responsibility on himself, which shows that the other party cares about him very much.
"It's not your fault." He struggled internally and slowly uttered a few words, "This Lord—"
Before he could finish, Yan Yi stood up, holding onto the edge of the table, and said softly, "Your Majesty, you are not angry, are you? Will you blame me?"
Wen Huoran paused, "I'm not angry, how could I blame you?"
"Your Majesty, you are so kind!"
Yan Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after successfully changing the subject.
The two of them had their own ulterior motives, and the atmosphere in the bedroom became ambiguous and weird.
Just when he didn't know how the situation would end, a talisman suddenly appeared in Yan Yi's palm.
After the talisman burned, a line of small characters formed by smoke appeared before his eyes.
It was Bu Yingyue who sent a message to tell Yan Yi that they had returned from visiting their relatives.
Yan Yi felt relieved and quickly said goodbye to the villain, "Your Majesty, Yingyue and the others are back. I've always wanted to visit Master's Wife, but I haven't had the chance. I—I'll leave first?"
As she spoke, she pointed to the door, wishing she could disappear right there.
Wen Huoran also felt relieved and just wanted her to leave quickly so that he could calm down.
"Go ahead." He said calmly.
Yan Yi turned around and left. When she took a step, her movements were too big and pulled her lower back which was hit by the table leg. The pain made her grimace and she couldn't help but scream.
“Ouch!”
Seeing this, Wen Huoran's face changed and he hurried to stand up.
"Your Majesty, I'm fine." Yan Yi's face was pale. He covered his lower back with one hand and slowly moved out of the bedroom, fleeing in panic.
Wen Huoran looked unhappy, leaning back in his armchair, his eyes filled with loneliness. He waited until the lust in his body gradually subsided before he stood up and went to take a shower.
Yan Yi returned to the study, tidied up his appearance briefly, and then picked up Xiaoli and went out.
The carriage stopped steadily at the gate of the old witch doctor's house. Yan Yi learned his lesson this time and did not let the guards driving the car leave first.
The gate was wide open, but there was no one in the yard.
Yan Yi followed the route he remembered and walked towards Bu Shu's study, and heard laughter in the distance.
As she got closer, she recognized one of the voices as slightly familiar and was quite surprised.
"Xiaoyi is here!" Bu Yingyue was sharp-eyed and ran out of the door quickly.
Yan Yi followed her into the study. After exchanging greetings, Yan Yi's eyes fell on one of them.
"Miss Yan, what a coincidence."
Yan Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a look of surprise, "What a coincidence! Lu Qin, why are you here?"
Lu Qin smiled and patiently explained, "I once studied witchcraft with my master. I heard that my master's wife had returned, so I came to see her."
Lu Qin had learned witchcraft, so Yan Yi couldn't help but pay attention to her.
Bu Yingyue continued, "You two are from the same school, actually!"
Yan Yi was about to respond when he suddenly heard a clear voice coming from outside the study: "Who is from the same school?"
"Mom, look who's coming!" Bu Yingyue walked towards him lightly.
Yan Yi looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall, heroic-looking young woman walking in.
As Bu Yingyue once mentioned, Meng Sui'an is certainly not an "old man."
Her appearance is still that of a thirty-year-old, and you can't tell that she has experienced thousands of years.
"Master's wife." Yan Yi greeted politely and was about to salute when a slender and strong hand held his wrist.
"Xiao Yi, right?" Meng Sui'an let go of her hand and said softly, "Seeing you reminds me of my youth."
Yan Yi carefully looked at her and said truthfully, "Master's wife still looks young."
"Not anymore." Meng Sui'an chuckled, "When I was young, I wasn't as sweet as you."
Yan Yi pursed his lips and smiled.
This mistress was not what she had imagined. She was easygoing and informal, which made her unconsciously want to get close to her.
Perhaps because he saw the shadow of his biological mother in Meng Suian, Yan Yi's inner uneasiness gradually dissipated.
"I heard from Yingyue that your tabby cat is sick?" Meng Sui'an asked casually.
Few people know that the tabby cat is not an ordinary cat. Yan Yi immediately became alert, his heart in his throat.
Just when he was in a dilemma, he heard Meng Sui'an say, "I brought back a medicine that you should be able to use."
"Thank you for your concern, Master's wife."
It was a false alarm, and Yan Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
After finishing the pastries, Lu Qin stood up and said goodbye first.
Several days passed and Xiao Li showed no signs of improvement. Yan Yi wanted to ask Bu Shu for help, but when he heard Meng Suian mention that he had brought back a medicine, he couldn't help but feel excited.
Meng Sui'an suddenly said seriously, "Xiao Yi, Master's wife just said that, don't take it to heart. In fact, your master has a way to restore the tabby cat's magical power."
Yan Yi's eyes immediately lit up, and she couldn't help but sigh that this master's wife was really meticulous and guessed her concerns at a glance.
On second thought, Meng Sui'an was just an ordinary mortal. He could live safely in the Demon Realm for thousands of years. He must have something that ordinary people could not reach.
"Thank you, Master's wife!" Yan Yi was very pleased that the other party was considerate of her.
"Go ahead." Meng Sui'an smiled and waved his hand.
Yan Yi stood up holding Xiao Li, thanked him repeatedly, and hurried to Bu Shu's medicine store.
After Bu Shu examined Xiaoli's body, he handed Yan Yi a spiritual weapon that could help Xiaoli quickly recover his demonic power.
Yan Yi's eyebrows were filled with joy, and he stepped briskly into the carriage. In just a moment, he returned to the Demon Lord's residence.
She quickened her pace towards the study, eager to try it on Xiaoli.
When I arrived at the gate of the courtyard, I saw from afar an unfamiliar guard waiting outside the study, holding an exquisite white jade box in his hand.
Yan Yi hesitated and asked cautiously, "Big Brother, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Miss Yan, you can just call me Ling You." The guard handed the jade box to her, "This was sent by His Majesty."
"Thank you, Brother Lingyou." Yan Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and freed one hand to take the jade box from the other party.
Back in the study, Yan Yi carried Xiaoli to the couch and, following the method Bu Shu taught her, put a spiritual weapon into Xiaoli's mouth.
Then he returned to the desk and gently opened the lid. Inside the jade box lay a medicinal herb.
It was the rare medicinal herb that she had been searching for for a long time but had never found.
The villain actually knew that she was in urgent need of this medicinal herb.
Yan Yi stood quietly beside the desk, his heart seemed to be gently caressed by a warm hand, and a warm current gradually rose from the bottom of his heart.
She reached out and took out the herbs from the jade box, held them in her palm and examined them carefully, feeling a mixture of emotions.
After thinking it over, Yan Yi made up his mind, put a newly made sachet in his arms, and walked towards Wen Huoran's bedroom with heavy steps.
Under the cover of night, the door of the bedroom was closed, and only Ling You was waiting outside.
Yan Yi walked forward quickly and asked politely, "Brother Lingyou, is His Majesty in the room?"
Ling You nodded slightly at her, "Miss Yan, the Lord is in the palace."
Yan Yi: "Please let Brother Lingyou know that I need to see His Majesty for something."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bedroom door opened and a tall figure shrouded in shadows appeared. He asked in a stern voice, "Who is making a noise outside?"
Ling You hadn't spoken yet. Yan Yi quickly stuck his head out and explained, "Your Majesty, I was the one who pestered Brother Ling You to inform me. I'm here—"
Wen Huoran's brows relaxed and he interrupted her: "Come in."
"Oh——" Yan Yi hesitated a little and did not move for a long time.
Wen Huoran's voice came again: "What are you standing there for?"
"Coming!" Yan Yi responded in a louder voice, and hurriedly followed forward, wondering in his heart, has the villain taken offense today?
"What do you want from me?"
The bedroom door slowly closed behind him. Yan Yi smiled and said softly, "Your Majesty, thank you for sending me that medicinal herb. I am very happy and flattered."
Wen Huoran: "As long as you like it."
Ever since he entered the bedroom, Yan Yi has been busy, glancing around the room, but he didn't see any trace of the red rose nightgown.
Just think that the villain disliked it and threw it into a corner to gather dust. Yan Yi felt a little regretful that he had no chance to see the other party wearing such a unique dress.
Noticing her strangeness, Wen Huiran couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for?"
"Ah?" Yan Yi came back to his senses and met the villain's inquiring gaze. "Oh, I—I was just taking a look."
Wen Huoran didn't respond, and his scrutinizing gaze fell on her face.
Yan Yi took two steps back, quickly took out a sachet from his arms, held it in front of the villain with both hands, and said softly: "Your Majesty, there are five sachets left."
Wen Huoran's expression froze, and all the unhappiness that had been accumulating in his heart disappeared.
"The fragrance this time is different, it's lighter. I hope Your Majesty will like it." Yan Yi added.
Wen Huoran reached out to take it without making a sound, and a piece of his transparent black pajamas was revealed at his neck. It was originally hidden by his outer robe, but it became faintly visible as he moved.
It was the transparent black gauze dress that Yan Yi had sewn by herself.
Yan Yi couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.
Wen Huiran paused, "What are you laughing at?"
Yan Yi: "Your Majesty, I am happy."
Wen Huiran frowned, "Why are you so happy for no reason?"
Yan Yi slowly moved in front of him and raised his hand to touch his collarbone.
Wen Huoran was unusually unguarded, allowing Yan Yi to use two fingers to lift up the collar of his outer robe, revealing the transparent black gauze dress underneath.
"Your Majesty, do you like it?"
Her voice was bewitching and came from close to her chest.
The villain was wearing pajamas, obviously he liked it. She insisted that he say it himself, which was as bad as when she pretended to touch his tongue with her finger inadvertently.
Wen Huoran: "Very good."
Yan Yi heard something unusual in his tone and was about to take advantage of it.
"Your Majesty, I want to see it."
"What are you looking at?" Wen Huiran frowned slightly.
Yan Yi looked at him with burning eyes and said seriously, "Look at you."
Wen Huoran's expression paused slightly, as if he had thought of something, and then he took her troublesome hand away, "Nonsense."
Yan Yi did not give up until he achieved his goal, and wanted to fight for it again, so he added: "Your Majesty, I am not looking at you, but I want you to wear the clothes I made with my own hands."
Her words might be a little too harsh on Wen Huoran's ears. His mind went blank, and he had no thoughts at all.
He was trying on the pajamas that Yan had sewn for him when he happened to hear the other person's voice coming from outside the door. He quickly put on an outer robe to cover the pajamas.
Changing into pajamas after taking a shower is clearly a perfectly normal action, but because of Yan Yi's arrival, he felt guilty for no reason and became flustered.
The villain didn't respond, so Yan Yi slowed down his tone and asked softly, "Your Majesty, is this okay?"
Wen Huoran was slightly embarrassed, but he forced himself to remain calm and rejected her unreasonable request, "That's inappropriate."
The duck is right in my hand, and I can’t let it fly away.
Yan Yi racked his brains, trying to convince the other party: "Your Majesty, this is the first time I make clothes for you, and it is also the first time for you to wear clothes made by me. It means a lot to me."
Wen Huoran's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked calmly, "You've never made clothes for others?"
Yan Yi nodded vigorously, "No, I've only done it for Your Majesty."
To Wen Huoran, these words were as shocking as "I only love you."
Seeing that he was showing signs of loosening up, Yan Yi continued to work hard and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, I am very lucky to have this opportunity to make clothes for you, even clothes as close-fitting as pajamas, which makes me feel——"
Yan Yi hesitated to speak, successfully arousing the villain's desire to explore.
"How do you feel?"
Yan Yi lowered his eyebrows, his cheeks flushed slightly, and said in a whisper, "I feel closer to Your Majesty."
Wen Huoran was distracted for a moment, feeling that he was trapped in a dream created by sweet words, and the person who wove the dream was pulling him down.
"Your Majesty..." Yan Yi raised his head, staring at the villain intently, and approached him step by step. His fingertips hooked around the other's leather belt and gently pulled, unbuttoning his clothes. Yan Yi casually placed his removed outer robe on the armchair in front of the bed.
Wen Xuran remained motionless, lowering his eyes to watch her unfamiliar movements.
If the other person wanted to see it, it meant she was interested in his body, and he was always attractive to her. Wen Huoran tried hard to suppress the emotions surging in his heart, letting that fiery gaze linger on him.
The villain was wearing a transparent black gauze dress with a rose bud embellished on her chest, looking tall and charming.
Yan Yi’s eyes almost popped out.
Although it is an antique that is over 800 years old, it is a bit old. But it is innocent enough, with good looks and figure. Every part of its body seems to be sculpted strictly according to her preferences.
Yan Yi blinked and couldn't help but sigh. The original author's plot was so melodramatic that it was hard to comment on it, but his aesthetics were quite impressive. He actually portrayed a villain to perfection, which was really mouth-watering.
She reached out and touched the villain's fair and clear cheek as if possessed by a demon. The touch was even more delicate than she had imagined.
"Your Majesty, I—"
Wen Huiran took a step back, "What are you doing?"
Yan Yi: "Your Majesty is so beautiful, I can't help but want to -"
I want a kiss!
After hearing this, Wen Huoran suddenly remembered that the other party had said that people would lose their minds when they were seduced by beauty.
Yan Yi had a strange look on his face, and he must have some ulterior motive in his mind.
Without giving him time to think too much, Yan Yi put his arm around his neck and pulled him forward.
Wen Huoran was caught off guard and was pulled in front of her, feeling a warm touch on his lips.
The kiss came suddenly and ended immediately.
I am still savoring the taste of it.
Yan Yi, however, remained calm and composed. While the villain had not yet attacked, he calmly stepped aside and talked to him about business as if nothing had happened.
"Your Majesty, tomorrow I will be traveling with my master to practice medicine, and I don't know when I will return."
Bu Shu wanted to lead a few young people to travel to the mortal world. Wen Huoran had heard about it a long time ago, and he also heard Yan Yi mention that he would go with them.
Hearing this, a feeling of displeasure inexplicably grew in my heart.
Now that Yan Yi has had closer contact with him, Wen Huoran believes that their relationship is different from the past and their love is strong.
But separating at such a critical moment is not conducive to the development of the relationship.
It's inevitable to worry that Yan Yi will ignore himself because he has someone else with him.
The villain didn't respond, and Yan Yi thought he had no intention of letting her leave Fuyu Mountain, so she carefully explained, "Your Majesty, I won't take this opportunity to escape. The people in the mansion are easy to get along with, and Master's family treats me very well. I can't bear to leave."
Wen Huoran stared at her, still without saying a word.
Yan Yifu's mind was quickened, and he added hurriedly, "Your Majesty is here, I won't wait for an opportunity to escape."
Wen Huoran was quite pleased to hear this. His brows gradually relaxed, and he asked casually, "Is there any timeline for your return?"
Yan Yi nodded slowly, "Master said it depends on the area where the plague occurred and when the people can return to a stable life."
Wen Shuran nodded without saying anything.
Fearing that the villain might disagree, Yan Yi continued, "Your Majesty, will you allow me to go with Master and the others? I am just an ordinary mortal. When ordinary people encounter misfortune, it is my duty to go and support them, even if it is just to do my part. If Your Majesty is really worried, I can--"
"When did I say you were not allowed to go?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Yi's eyes lit up immediately, but he muttered in dissatisfaction: "Your Majesty has been silent the whole time, I thought you were unwilling to let me leave Fuyu Mountain!"
She spoke softly, but Wen Huoran heard every word.
"I didn't respond in time because I had some concerns."
There was obviously no tacit understanding between Yan Yi and him.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will follow Master back and will not run away without permission. Besides--"
"How could we, mere mortals, escape from His Majesty's watchful eyes? We are simply overestimating our own capabilities and courting our own death."
Wen Huoran's brows relaxed, and he was expecting her to say something nice.
After hearing this, he felt a pang of bitterness in his heart, as if a huge rock was blocking his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Seeing that the other party's expression was not very friendly, Yan Yi thought about it and finally realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly tried to make amends -
"I like this place because His Majesty is here."
Her eyes were focused and clear, her voice was soft and pleasant, and she lowered it deliberately. Every word she said touched Wen Huoran's heart.
The unpleasant feeling in his heart gradually dissipated with these words. Wen Huoran slowly walked to Yan Yi and stretched out his hands to hold her in his arms.
Yan Yi was stunned for a moment, then he stretched out his hands stiffly and tightly wrapped his arms around the other person's waist, burying his face deeply in the villain's firm and warm chest.
The aroma of the soothing incense lingered around her nose, and the other person's heartbeat came close to her ear, making her feel inexplicably at ease and at ease.
On the third day after Yan Yi and his group left, the Demon Realm guards sent by Wen Huoran tracked down Wen Zhengming and waited for the right time to capture him and imprison him.
During dinner, Wen Huoran was in a state of restlessness. He only took a sip of the mung bean and lily soup and put it down.
Wen Huoran's damaged essence had not yet recovered. Ling You saw it and felt anxious. He thought he was worried about the old demon king, so he couldn't help but worry too.
Fearing that Wen Xuran was overthinking and thus hindering his recovery, Ling You carefully considered his words and volunteered.
"Your Majesty, you can rest assured to leave the matter of the old demon to your subordinates."
Wen Huoran held a sachet in his hand, but felt empty inside, as if something was missing.
He responded absentmindedly, not sure if he heard Ling You's reply clearly, then waved his hand and sent the man away.
Ling You was still worried, but he didn't dare to disobey his master, so he turned around and left, waiting quietly outside the door.
It was dusk five days later when Yan Yi returned to the Demon Lord's residence. After bathing, she lay on the couch with Xiao Li in her arms and fell into a deep sleep.
After several days of recuperation, Xiaoli's magical power gradually recovered, and he was able to understand what she said. It was just a matter of time before he could transform into a human form.
A sharp cat's cry woke Yan Yi up. The moonlight outside the window was hazy. She was half asleep and her mind was not very clear. She kept her sleepy eyes open for a long time before she woke up slowly.
The little fox stood at the door, looking up at the slightly vibrating lacquered wooden door, and kept meowing.
"Xiao Li, what's wrong?" She slowly got up and stared blankly at the door.
"Yan Yi--" The person outside the door must have heard her voice and called her.
The voice was deep and pleasant, and very familiar.
Yan Yi woke up instantly.
She smoothed her long hair which was messed up by sleep, put on a coat and hurried to open the door.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?"
Yan Yi's head was dizzy and he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He yawned several times in a row and tears started to flow.
She wiped the wet corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, stepped aside and let the villain into the house.
After Yan Yi came back, he did not go to look for him. The unhappy mood that had been pent up in Wen Huoran's heart gradually spread, and it was even more like a prairie fire.
Rushing here in the darkness, he couldn't help but feel like he was going to call someone to task. But seeing the man's haggard, pitiful appearance, Wen Xuran's heart softened.
"I—come to see you."
Yan Yi paused, turned around and looked at the villain, inexplicably feeling that the other party was a little abnormal today.
She didn't know if it was her imagination, or maybe she was half asleep and confused, but she always felt that the villain had become a little -
Clingy?!
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."
Her voice sounded muffled and nasal, probably because she had been away from home, sleeping in the open air, and not getting enough rest and sleep.
Wen Huoran suddenly blamed himself. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a row of sachets neatly arranged on the desk. He counted them and found there were exactly five.
The feeling of guilt in my heart was out of control and was getting more and more intense.
The villain stood still. Yan Yi felt quite puzzled. She followed his gaze and suddenly chuckled.
Then he walked to the desk and held the sachet in his palm, "Your Majesty, look! The remaining five sachets are ready."
Seeing her tired face filled with joy, Wen Xuran's breathing stopped, and his heart felt as if it was pricked by a sharp thorn, causing a burst of fine and dense pain.
"You—are you all done?"
Yan Yi handed the sachet to him, a smug smile on his face and joy in his eyes.
"Yes, a surprise for Your Majesty."
The missing space in her heart was gradually filled. Wen Huoran took the sachet from her hand, placed it on the desk, and then hugged her tightly in his arms.
With his cheek pressed against the villain's firm and full chest, Yan Yi did not struggle, allowing the other's breath to envelope him.
She suddenly realized that she was actually a little greedy for this sudden hug.
After a moment, she raised her face from the villain's arms and asked softly, "Your Majesty, how did you know I was back?"
Wen Huoran: "Your master has been here."
Yan Yi understood that Bu Shuying had come to discuss the matter of the Old Demon Lord with the villain, but he did not ask too many questions.
The old witch doctor once felt the remnants of demonic energy in the area where the plague broke out. Perhaps the old demon lord had stayed here after escaping, or he was still hiding somewhere, causing the plague.
Yan Yi gathered his thoughts and turned the topic back to the sachet, "Your Majesty, do you like the sachet I gave you?"
"I like it very much."
"I'm very happy that Your Majesty likes it." Yan Yi moved his body, trying to break free from his arms.
Wen Huoran rested his chin on top of her head and increased the strength in his hands.
The person in his arms was soft and warm, with a faint fragrance emanating from her hair. Wen Huoran sniffed it gently, and couldn't help but feel distracted, and was reluctant to let go.
Noticing the villain's strangeness, Yan Yi became more and more certain that it was not because she was half asleep and her mind was not clear, nor was it her illusion - the villain had indeed become clingy!
After not seeing each other for several days, could it be that he is sick with lovesickness and misses her?
Thinking this in his heart, Yan Yi asked in a teasing tone: "Your Majesty, have you missed me during the time I was away?"
Wen Huoran's breathing stagnated, and he subconsciously tightened his arms around Yan Yi, as if he wanted to embed the person in his arms into his body.
"Ouch!" Yan Yi couldn't help but exclaimed, "Your Majesty, you hurt me!"
As she spoke, she pushed the villain away with force and stared at him with wide eyes, the dissatisfaction in her eyes about to overflow.
"I'm sorry. I—" Wen Huoran was at a loss for a moment, his hands hanging uneasily at his sides. It took him a long while to utter a few words, "I was so happy that I forgot my limits."
Hearing this, Yan Yi was stunned for a moment. Was the villain revealing his feelings to her?!
Suddenly, I felt a panic in my heart, something was gradually getting out of control, and my heart was about to jump out of my throat.
Yan Yi just wanted to escape immediately, find a quiet place to calm down and sort out his confused thoughts.
She hung her head and said in a whisper, "Your Majesty, I am truly flattered by your words."
Wen Huoran cupped her cheeks and gently kissed her between the eyebrows. "I want to see you and I don't want to delay even a moment."
Yan Yi raised his chin and was forced to look him in the eye.
The villain's eyes were filled with longing and desire that were difficult to conceal. Tonight, he was wearing a black brocade robe that she had never seen before, and the white jade hairpin in his hair was of a unique style, as if he had deliberately dressed up before going out.
Yan Yi's heart trembled involuntarily, as if an electric current went straight through his limbs and bones. He felt his scalp tingling, and all rational thoughts disappeared. His hands unconsciously climbed up the villain's neck.
Wen Huoran exerted a little force, supported her lower back with one hand, and held her in his arms.
Yan Yi took the opportunity to bend his legs, tightly wrapped around the villain's flexible waist, and whispered softly: "Your Majesty, I am just an ordinary mortal, you have to be gentle with me."
These words were like pouring a basin of cold water into a frying pan. Wen Huoran felt as if his whole body was set on fire, burning fiercely.
Yan Yi bent a finger and rubbed the other person's rosy lips. His fingertips moved all the way up, stroking the red corners of the eyes, and gently pinched the villain's earlobe, which was so red that it almost dripped blood.
"Your Majesty, you—"
Before he could finish his words, a shadow suddenly fell before his eyes.
Wen Huoran's kiss was tender and lingering, with a hint of tentativeness, lingering carefully between the lips and teeth, but he did not move further.
Yan Yi is always more proactive than him and is more accustomed to taking control of the situation.
With the experience from last time, she skillfully pried open the villain's slightly closed lips and teeth, and while he was stunned, her flexible tongue tip wandered inside his mouth, their breaths intertwined and entangled.
Wen Huoran raised his neck slightly, breathing softly, and let Yan Yi bite his throat, unable to help but groan.
Yan Yi's possessive desire hidden deep in his heart was awakened by the muffled hum, and he untied the leather belt around the villain's waist with ease.
The dark brocade robe slowly slid down, piling up layer upon layer at Wen Huoran's ankles. In the dim light, an exquisitely crafted, sheer black gauze dress appeared before Yan Yi.
The villain's body was tall and slender, with the faint undulations of mountains visible. Yan Yi ripped open the collar of his pajamas and buried his face in his burning chest.
A biting pain came from his chest, and Wen Xuran couldn't help but call out softly: "Yan Yi——"
Encouraged, Yan Yi pulled the troublesome pajamas to the sides, revealing a white and firm chest covered with teeth marks left by her invasion.
Wen Huoran always remembered that she was just a mortal, whose body was fragile and could not withstand any hardship, so he was particularly gentle when kissing her.
Yan Yi had already forgotten about this.
When the love is strong, all he wants to do is break free from all the restraints on his body. He tries several times on the villain and makes various breakthroughs to make the best use of everything.
She suddenly let go of her hands and broke free from Wen Huoran's arms, stepped firmly on the ground with both feet, and pushed the villain to the desk with all her strength.
Wen Huoran was caught off guard, his body leaning back with his back against the edge of the table. He was once again stimulated by Yan Yi's actions, and an even stronger desire burst out in his heart.
He unexpectedly discovered that he quite enjoyed being guided by Yan Yi to explore the next step. Her initiative in being intimate with him moved him, forming a sharp contrast with her usual soft and gentle demeanor.
Yan Yi pushed him hard against the desk, one hand around his neck and the other hand skillfully wandering around his thin waist and abdomen.
Wen Huoran felt his whole body burning as if on fire, his brain gradually lost the ability to think, and he was about to melt.
His heart was hot and dry, unable to contain himself. His rationality collapsed. The figure in front of him swayed and his vision became blurred. He suddenly gasped and lay back on the desk as if he had escaped.
The debris on the table fell all over the floor with a clatter.
Yan Yi leaned over and kissed his swollen lips. While the villain was still unconscious, he stretched out his wet and sticky fingers in front of his eyes, bent his knuckles and rubbed the tip of his nose, which was covered with fine beads of sweat.
"Your Majesty, look, what is this?"
Wen Huoran looked up at the sound, then slowly stood up from the desk and said incoherently: "You, I, I will help you clean up -"
Yan Yi shook his head slightly, and gently stroked the villain Yanhong's lips with his fingertips, slowly moving them along the lips and teeth...
"Your Majesty, you are so beautiful!"
The tip of his tongue was pressed hard, and Wen Huoran's lips and teeth moved slightly, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence. He only felt that the touch from the tip of his tongue was particularly familiar. He had been loved so much by the person in front of him before.
The villain seemed to want to speak but couldn't make any sound, which really pleased Yan Yi.
She stirred her fingers casually, and the wet tip of her tongue coiled up like a vine, wrapping around her slender knuckles. The touch was warm and delicate, as if it was strongly inviting her.
Yan Yi slowly withdrew her hand, bringing out a few strands of crystal-clear sticky liquid. She repeatedly wiped it on Wen Xuran's well-defined collarbone until the sticky and wet feeling on her fingertips disappeared. Then she pointed to the inner room, "Your Majesty, go take a bath!"
After taking a bath, Wen Huoran returned to Yan Yi with a moist scent all over her body. He lifted her onto the desk with a little effort and bent down to kiss the corner of her lips.
Yan Yi stretched out a hand and placed it on the villain's chest, pushing him away. Then he went up to him and kissed away the water droplets on his eyelashes. "Your Majesty, are you tired?"
Wen Huiran shook his head and whispered, "I'll help you."
His hoarse voice sounded like a temptation. Yan Yi blinked and politely declined.
"Your Majesty, I—I'm not ready yet."
Wen Huoran paused for a moment, his eyes fixed on Yan Yi. They had been so entangled just now, inseparable, why was he feeling shy now?
Seeing the villain's strange expression, Yan Yi immediately became alert, fearing that the other party would develop resentment due to misunderstanding.
"Your Majesty, I—I have never done such a thing. It's so embarrassing." She hung her head, her face showing shame.
Wen Huoran was moved and gently took her into his arms, "Okay."
The villain did not insist, and Yan Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
She was really worried that if she went any deeper, she would not be able to suppress her overflowing desire to explore, and would expose her true nature to the villain prematurely. Not only would it be difficult to resolve the situation, but the mission might also be aborted.
The two of them tossed and turned until midnight. The moonlight outside the window was hazy, and the occasional chirping of insects could be heard.
Yan Yi glanced at the slightly closed window and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. Are you going back?"
Considering her fatigue from the journey, Wen Xuran slowly released her hand and said, "Rest early. I'll come see you tomorrow."
Yan Yi nodded repeatedly, then leaned over to pick up the scent sachets that had fallen to the ground one by one, and handed them to the villain, "Your Majesty, keep the scent sachets."
Wen Huoran put the sachet into his arms and turned away reluctantly.
Looking at the villain's hurried back disappearing into the night, Yan Yi let out a long sigh.
Tonight, the passion between the two of them was raging. Now that she had calmed down, she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. She had been so blinded by lust that she had been powerless to resist the villain's beauty.
Yan Yi rubbed his dizzy head and buried his face in the cold water, trying to wake himself up.
The next morning, Yan Yi got up very early.
After washing and changing her clothes, she took out the rare medicinal herb that Wen Huoran had sent her last time from the cabinet, intending to mix a spice for future use.
Suddenly there was a slight knock on the door.
"Lu Qin, why are you here?" Yan Yi was a little surprised.
Lu Qin smiled and stated her purpose directly: "Miss Yan, my mother's birthday is in a few days, and I plan to give her a pair of earrings as a birthday gift. The last time I saw Miss Yan's pendant, it was particularly unique. I would like to borrow it to show the craftsman who made the earrings the style. I wonder if it would be convenient for you?"
Yan Yi listened to her patiently, and a bad feeling arose in his heart. The red crystal pendant was indeed lustrous and unique in style, but -
Using it as a reference to create a similar pair of earrings seems a bit far-fetched.
She smiled apologetically at Lu Qin and politely declined, "Lu Qin, I'm so sorry. This pendant is my family's heirloom, it can keep you safe. Before I left, my mother repeatedly told me not to leave the heirloom, otherwise it would not work."
Lu Qin showed regret on her face, but did not continue to pester her. She just whispered, "Miss Yan, don't mind it. It's my fault for being rude." After saying that, she said goodbye to Yan Yi and turned to leave.
Yan Yi stood blankly at the door, lost in thought, and couldn't help but suspect that Lu Qin had ulterior motives.
She had no idea what the other party's purpose was in borrowing the red crystal, and she became depressed for a while.
Sitting back down on the armchair beside the desk, Yan Yi was filled with worry. He casually flipped open an ancient medical book, but his mind was wandering somewhere else.
The knock on the door sounded again, but Yan Yi seemed not to hear it.
The little fox suddenly jumped onto the desk, came in front of her and meowed, and Yan Yi finally came back to her senses.
Thinking that Lu Qin had returned, Yan Yi looked pale and slowly opened the door, only to see the villain standing outside with a bright look on his face.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?"
Hearing the impatience in her tone, Wen Huoran frowned slightly and felt extremely depressed.
He couldn't help but wonder, was the other party getting tired of him so quickly?
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