Lian Xing stood there in a daze. She grew up in Yanyu Tower and had seen countless so-called gifted girls, but the scene before her completely overturned her perception.
You know, she hasn't reached this point yet.
And Mo Xuan, who knew nothing yesterday, did even better than her today.
"Miss Lianxing?"
Mo Xuan's voice brought her back to her senses, and Lian Xing realized that the wooden box in her arms had fallen to the ground at some point.
Lian Xing swallowed hard and spoke in a slightly dry voice.
"Your Excellency is truly gifted!"
She spoke sincerely, and there were already huge waves in her heart, which was not something an ordinary person could do.
As if she thought of Mo Xuan's identity, she couldn't help but murmur in her heart: Is this the talent of the black-bellied spider clan?
"It's just an all-night practice."
Mo Xuan brushed it off lightly and bent down to collect the eggs.
"The girl said that obsession is the best teacher."
The sunlight shone through the thin eggshell, casting an amber spot on her palm.
Lian Xing suddenly felt an inexplicable chill. The eggshell in Mo Xuan's hand looked like the wings of a moth trapped in a spider web.
She suddenly felt a little worried. Could the Third Prince really resist the temptation of this man?
"What are you learning today?"
Mo Xuan turned to look at Lian Xing, his eyes filled with desire for revenge and coldness.
Lian Xing finally woke up from her dream. In fact, she had not prepared any new teaching for today.
Because she never thought that after just one night, the other party had already practiced to such a level.
"In that case, I will teach you some other things."
Lian Xing walked slowly closer, her skirt sliding silently across the blue brick floor.
She suddenly reached out and her fingertips gently brushed Mo Xuan's earlobe.
The touch was like a feather brushing past, but Mo Xuan felt as if struck by lightning, and his whole body froze in place.
"You know, my dear, men are most easily moved by emotions in unexpected places."
Lian Xing's voice was as low as a whisper, and her fingertips slowly moved along the earlobe.
“Enough, that’s enough!”
Mo Xuan suddenly grabbed Lian Xing's wrist, but found that his palms were full of sweat.
She turned her face away in panic and said with some guilt.
"Let's stop here for today."
The faint fragrance from Lianxing's body lingered around her nose, making her feel dizzy.
"It seems you still need to adapt."
Lian Xing suddenly took a step back and took out an exquisite porcelain bottle from her sleeve.
"This is a secret balm. Apply it to these areas after you bathe tonight."
Her fingertips lightly touched behind Mo Xuan's ear, the side of her neck, and the inside of her wrist.
"I will come back tomorrow to teach you the next step."
Mo Xuan took the porcelain bottle, and he shuddered again the moment his fingertips touched it.
She looked at Lian Xing's graceful back as she left, and suddenly realized that the collar of her palace dress had come undone, revealing a patch of flushed skin.
…
At night, Mo Xuan dismissed his attendants and sat alone in the bathtub, staring at the porcelain bottle in a daze.
Flower petals floated on the water, and the steaming heat made her cheeks flush.
She gritted her teeth and opened the cork, and a sweet but not greasy fragrance immediately filled the air.
“It’s just learning.”
She muttered to herself as she carefully applied the ointment to the spot designated by Lianxing.
The slightly cool cream turned warm the moment it touched her skin, making her hum softly.
The sound was particularly clear in the bathtub, and Mo Xuan immediately bit her lip in embarrassment.
Lying on the bed, Mo Xuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
The area where the ointment was applied continued to emit a subtle heat, reminding her of the touch of Lianxing's fingers during the day.
What on earth was that unsettling feeling?
The next morning, there was still a faint dark blue under Mo Xuan's eyes.
She had just finished breakfast when Lianxing arrived as promised.
Today she changed into a light purple gauze dress and wore only a silver hairpin in her hair, but she looked even more charming.
"Have you used the ointment, my lord?"
Lian Xing went straight to the point, her eyes lingering on Mo Xuan's neck.
Mo Xuan unconsciously touched the back of his ear and nodded.
The skin there seemed to become more sensitive after a night, and even the friction of the silk pillowcase could cause a shiver.
"very good."
Lian Xing suddenly approached from behind and put her hands on Mo Xuan's shoulders.
"Today we will learn the art of massage."
…
Before I knew it, it was almost noon.
Mo Xuan never thought that one day she would ask others for advice on these embarrassing things.
Lian Xing took a sip of tea, and the rim of the cup left a faint trace of water on her lips.
When she put down the teacup, the bottom of the cup hit the sandalwood table, making a crisp sound.
"In addition to the skills, a noble person must also learn the art of mind."
"intention?"
Mo Xuan frowned slightly. This word sounded both familiar and unfamiliar to her.
Lian Xing slowly began to explain.
"You have to learn to keep him hanging. Only by doing this will he learn to cherish you in the future."
Mo Xuan nodded in sudden realization, and the pearl hairpin in her bun swayed gently with her movements.
"I see."
Lian Xing's fingertips gently slid across the rim of the cup, making a slight sound.
"Just like this cup of tea, if you drink it all at once, you won't be able to appreciate its flavor."
Mo Xuan lowered his head thoughtfully, looking at the tea leaves floating in the cup.
The tea was clear, reflecting her slightly pale face.
She suddenly thought of Li Lingge's eyes that were always full of inquiry. Those eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, yet they were not interested in anything.
Lian Xing continued, "As long as you speak sweetly and make him feel extremely satisfied with you, he will never forget you."
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