Chapter 9 How do you feel when I kiss you alone?
The girl's soft, sweet voice trembled slightly, and under the influence of the aphrodisiac, each note became an aphrodisiac.
The Crown Prince originally only wanted to teach her a lesson, and keeping her in the palace was meant to embolden her and make her give up those filthy thoughts. He never expected that she would dare to take the initiative to curry favor.
With a beauty by his side, anyone else would have rushed over, their face flushed with rage. The prince relied on his willpower to endure it until he could no longer bear it and finally pulled her into his arms.
The girl's sweet fragrance wafted into my nose, not the kind of unpleasant powdery scent that I smell during the day. If I had to describe it, it would be like the scent of sunflowers that have been basking in the sun, mixed with the faint scent of grass and the sweet aroma of fruit, warm but not cloying.
When his palm covered that soft, slender waist, the prince's breath hitched slightly.
His hands were broad and strong, with long, slender fingers, allowing him to easily control her waist.
Her body, clad only in a small garment, was soft and smooth, pressed against my palm without any cover, like a handful of warm snow. Her delicate curves sank in, like a willow swaying in the breeze, fragile and easily broken.
For some inexplicable reason, he did not remove his hand.
The feeling was strange. Since he was separated from his wet nurse, he had almost never had physical contact with anyone. Others regarded him as a ghost and did not even dare to look him in the eye, let alone touch him.
As for those who want to climb into his bed, he finds them an eyesore and would never touch them.
This girl has a filthy mind. She has the desire to climb into someone's bed, but not the courage to do so, which is despicable. But... she feels pretty good to the touch.
The crown prince's gaze darkened, a piercing fire burning within his eyes, as he gently caressed the object.
Yun Kui shrugged her shoulders, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
"Itchy itchy itchy itchy itchy itchy itchy itchy"
Not only was her waist itchy, but the breath he exhaled on her cheek was also itchy.
It's hot and itchy.
Confined in someone's arms, she dared not even scratch him, dared not breathe deeply, and dared not let the Crown Prince touch her in another place.
*Sobbing*
The girl lowered her head and shrugged, not daring to look at him, but the prince was so excited by her inner thoughts that he felt dizzy and hot-eyed.
Wanting to get a good look at this shameless girl, he lowered his eyes, only to meet her pair of dark, misty eyes.
The girl's dark eyelashes fluttered, and in the candlelight, her cheeks were as pink as peach blossoms, glowing with a luminous sheen. Her full, rosy lips moved slightly, momentarily dazzling the eye.
Yun Kui then felt the force of the large hand on her waist gradually increase, so heavy that she could hardly breathe. "Your Highness..."
The prince tilted his head back and closed his eyes, trying to ignore the fair and jade-like collarbone beneath her slender neck, and the soft and dazzling white skin below that collarbone.
The aphrodisiac made his blood boil, and the girl's fragrance permeated every nostril, reaching straight into his nose.
"Turn around." After a long silence, the crown prince gave the order in a deep voice.
Yun Kui didn't want to face him like this either.
The man's aura was too powerful, and his breath was as hot as fire. She couldn't stand it any longer. She turned around and no longer had to face the Crown Prince's gloomy face.
But why did the Crown Prince ask her to turn around?
"Could it be that he prefers to be approached from behind or the side...?"
Crown Prince: ...
Yun Kui had seen the picture book before and was familiar with this pose. She subconsciously tensed up and slowly turned around.
However, this left her fair and delicate back almost completely exposed to the man.
Yun Kui took a deep breath, her fingers unconsciously clenching the edge of her undershirt until her fingertips turned white.
It was so cold. Even though it was warm under the quilt and the man was burning hot, she was still terribly cold.
She could feel the man's gaze on her back as if it were a physical object, like a damp, venomous snake crawling across her spine.
She shrugged, her delicate, white shoulder blades protruding high like a butterfly about to take flight.
The prince's eyes were dark and unfathomable. He had thought that she could avoid that beautiful and alluring face by turning around, but he did not expect that her dazzling snow-white back would make his lower abdomen tighten just by looking at it.
The dosage of that herbal powder was not light; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so easily affected.
At this moment, the brocade curtains are warming up, and with a beauty in my arms, my desire is surging wildly within me. Why not treat her as an antidote?
Before he could make a move, he heard the girl's anxious voice.
"Damn it, is this going to work or not?!" "What are you waiting for? Don't get sick from holding it in and then blame me..."
"If you don't go now, I'm going!"
"Hehe, I wouldn't dare."
"Could you... casually turn around and pretend to touch the prince's chest muscles, asking if he's alright... or, under the guise of concern, check on his lower abdomen to see how it looks..."
Yun Kui was thinking excitedly when suddenly a warm, large hand grabbed the back of her neck.
"Oh dear!"
She trembled with fear, and then heard the Crown Prince whisper in her ear: "If you dare to have any more wild thoughts, I will cut off your head and feed it to the dogs."
Yun Kui: ...
No, how could he know she was overthinking things?!
Yun Kui dared not move. The man's hot breath drew closer and closer, and his heat swept over the back of her neck. The moment the soft, moist thing touched her skin, Yun Kui's scalp tingled and her whole body stiffened.
The unfamiliar and strange touch, accompanied by a pain that felt like peeling away layers of skin, was like the sharp teeth of a wild beast slowly piercing the skin, and then gently licking it with a soft tongue.
Yun Kui stood frozen in place, not daring to move an inch, as if her brain had lost the ability to think.
With each deep and shallow sucking and grinding, a slight pain and another indescribable sensation intertwined haphazardly, leaving one feeling utterly confused.
She gasped for breath, struggling to catch her breath, but the wet sensation behind her ear continued.
She bit her fingers tightly, unable to release the indescribable feelings accumulating inside her, making her want to cry out in discomfort.
Is this considered... a kiss?
Or are they actually trying to bite her? Are they afraid of killing her with one bite, so they're proceeding gradually?
She had seen others kissing in her dreams, but had never experienced it herself. The women were sometimes happy, sometimes weeping, and even begging for mercy. This made her even more confused. What did kissing feel like? Would it be as painful as she was now?
Upon hearing her thoughts, the Crown Prince couldn't help but frown.
This girl has seen other people kissing. What does she do all day? Could she have come from a brothel?
The Crown Prince stopped what he was doing and couldn't help but ask, "Before entering the Eastern Palace, where did you serve?"
The damp heat on her neck disappeared, and Yun Kui's body relaxed like a taut string. She took a breath and replied, "This servant previously worked in the Imperial Kitchen, and before that, I worked in the Needlework Bureau for a year."
She pursed her lips. "This servant is not skilled enough, and the old lady complained that I ate too much, so I was sent to the Imperial Kitchen."
The Crown Prince assumed she wouldn't dare to speak recklessly, but he was also puzzled by her extensive knowledge despite being in the inner palace.
Could it be that during the years he was away, the palace had become rife with debauchery, with palace servants engaging in illicit affairs and having extramarital affairs?
The prince stroked her slender, snow-white neck, his eyes deep and his voice slightly hoarse: "How did it feel when I kissed you just now?"
How was she supposed to answer that...?
However, men generally like to be praised and also like to praise others, especially in bed, especially someone like His Highness the Crown Prince, a true man among men.
Yun Kui felt a chill run down her neck from the touch of his ring, but dared not struggle. So, mimicking the tone of the women in her dreams, she carefully chose her words to praise, "Your Highness... you are so domineering and majestic, this servant feels very comfortable..."
"So, he should be satisfied now!"
"Strictly speaking, only mouth-to-mouth kissing counts as a kiss. The few times he nudged my neck just now were more like biting!"
The crown prince's expression was slightly cold as his fingertips traced a small patch of skin behind her ear, revealing a hint of nonchalance. "You're not being honest. How should I punish you?"
Why are we being punished again...?
The man's deep breath fell on her ear, and Yun Kui felt a chill run down her spine. She wanted to cry but couldn't. After a long while, she tentatively said, "How about this servant... this servant helps Your Highness?"
The crown prince scoffed, "Wouldn't that be exactly what you wanted?"
Yun Kui's cheeks flushed involuntarily, and she said blankly, "This servant does not understand Your Highness's meaning..."
The crown prince raised his eyes, his fingertips tightening slightly.
Yun Kui winced in pain and immediately bit her lower lip.
The Crown Prince asked indifferently, "What did the Empress tell you?"
Yun Kui answered truthfully, "Your Highness only said that I should serve you."
"They're all palace maids who serve in the emperor's bedchamber. Don't you understand the literal meaning?"
As for a bright future, she wasn't greedy; she was just grateful to be alive.
The Crown Prince gave an "Oh," and leisurely stroked the skin behind her ear. "So, how do you intend to serve me?"
Yun Kui looked like a rabbit whose neck was being gripped by a dangerous and ferocious wolf; her hair stood on end, and she curled up into a ball.
She had no idea what this person wanted to do. He wasn't in a hurry to kill her; perhaps he even wanted to tease her a bit. But the fear of a knife hanging over her head, the fear of it falling at any moment, haunted her like a ghost. Cold sweat streamed down her forehead, and even breathing became extremely difficult.
Without thinking much, almost instinctively she went all out, grabbing the large hand pressed against her neck and pulling it down to the soft, full area below her collarbone.
Please! Stop pinching necks! It's really scary!
She picked out a spot that felt even better for him, a spot that men love most, where he could knead it however he wanted.
Most importantly, it won't kill her.
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