Chapter 59 Difficult to Collect
A gentle night breeze blew as Cen Yan held Zhuang Dongqing's hand tightly.
The summer night breeze was cool, but it did not bring Zhuang Dongqing any comfort or ease.
He... didn't know how to put it, but the fragrance on Cen Yan was unusually strong this time.
It wasn't exactly irritating, but it was as if he couldn't escape it.
You can smell it as long as you're near Cen Yan.
It didn't smell bad, but it made him feel dizzy.
As we docked and disembarked from the pleasure boat, I stumbled and lost my balance.
Then Cen Yan hugged her.
"What happened? Did you step on something...?"
Cen Yan looked at Zhuang Dongqing and paused.
Zhuang Dongqing: "Hmm?"
Then, a hand covered her cheek, and Zhuang Dongqing saw Cen Yan's lips move. "Qingqing, your face is a little red."
Zhuang Dongqing reached out to touch it, and it seemed so.
He didn't find anything, he didn't find anything at all, but he did notice that the night breeze got cooler when he exhaled deeply.
In such a short time, it couldn't be a problem with the wind, so it must be his.
He has a fever again.
It's been a long time.
Zhuang Dongqing looked at Cen Yan, her eyes becoming exceptionally moist, staring blankly, her expression bewildered and helpless.
With guards on both sides, Cen Yan swallowed hard, touched Zhuang Dongqing's face, and asked him with restraint, "Can you still walk?"
"Shall I hold you?"
Zhuang Dongqing's mind sluggishly processed for a moment, then he said, "I'll give it a try."
I can still walk, but my legs are weak.
Then... I inexplicably wanted to get closer to Cen Yan.
Zhuang Dongqing didn't understand, but she could sense that the poison was taking effect very quickly.
It's a little different than usual. I wonder if it's because we've been together all this time, which has reduced the toxins, so...
He is very lucid now.
Knowing what you're doing, knowing... what you want...
Unlike before, when an attack would leave my mind fogged up, even though I was dizzy, I still had a clear understanding of what was happening.
Before getting into the carriage, Zhuang Dongqing stumbled again on the flat ground, feeling her breath becoming increasingly hot.
Fortunately, Cen Yan held him firmly, and seeing the carriage close at hand, he helped him get on the carriage.
"Pour me a glass of water."
Lukfook acted quickly.
After Cen Yan fed Zhuang Dongqing the drink, he noticed that Zhuang's cheeks had become flushed and felt uneasy, so he instructed the coachman to hurry back to the mansion.
Are you feeling unwell?
Once the carriage started moving, Cen Yan touched Zhuang Dongqing's hair and asked him a question.
Zhuang Dongqing closed her eyes, her eyelashes damp, and whispered, "It's a little... hot."
Cen Yan reached out and touched his back, and sure enough, he felt fine beads of sweat.
They only realized later how quickly the poison had taken effect.
Cen Yan gave Liu Qi a wink.
Liu Qi understood, filled two cups with tea and placed them aside for the two of them to use, then pulled Liu Fu outside the carriage curtain.
As soon as the carriage curtain was lowered, soft lips pressed against his.
Zhuang Dongqing opened her mouth, cooperating perfectly.
Not only was he cooperative, but he also discovered that he was a bit clingy.
She wouldn't let Cen Yan go.
Not knowing whether Zhuang Dongqing was conscious or not, and afraid of hurting him, Cen Yan didn't dare to use too much force. But Zhuang Dongqing was holding on very tightly, so slowly, when they separated to catch their breath, Zhuang Dongqing found that he had pressed Cen Yan onto the carriage.
"..."
He swallowed and lowered his head.
Cen Yan looked up, his hair a little messy from his messy hair bun. His eyes were moist, and his light-colored pupils looked bright in the candlelight, staring at him intently. Looking down, he saw a high nose bridge and red lips, glistening with moisture, which Cen Yan had done.
Zhuang Dongqing's breathing became heavier again.
The car window was just an arm's length away from them, and the curtains were drawn, but they could still faintly hear the sounds of people moving around outside and the shouts of vendors in the market. But inside, separated by a car door, only he and Cen Yan were inside.
What they're doing is nobody outside their knowledge.
This thought made Zhuang Dongqing even hotter.
"I, I..."
After uttering two words, Zhuang Dongqing's gaze fell on Cen Yan's collar, as if that area possessed some kind of magic, making it impossible for her to look away.
He'd seen what lay beneath her collar before, and even now...
Zhuang Dongqing swallowed again.
On the one hand, I feel that this is wrong, and that it's not good.
On the other hand, I also think very bluntly, "Screw it, it's no good."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Cen Yan supported Zhuang Dongqing's waist, afraid that he would fall, and spoke gently.
Zhuang Dongqing seemed to be bewitched, reaching out her hand, "I want to..."
He stretched out most of his arm, but stopped just before touching Cen Yan. "No."
Cen Yan understood and smiled.
Her eyes seemed to sparkle with stars, and her smile made Zhuang Dongqing even more confused.
It smells so good.
Okay... *gulp*, staring at Cen Yan's collar, really wanting to tear it open.
Cen Yan grasped her knuckles and slowly placed them on her neck. Zhuang Dongqing's fingertips twitched, but the next moment she was attracted by the touch and gently rubbed them.
Their lips parted slightly.
eager.
"Go ahead and continue, it's fine."
The whispers sounded like a coaxing, and Zhuang Dongqing was momentarily distracted before her hand slipped inside on its own.
Everything that followed fell into place naturally.
The carriage was cramped, and he was still trying to untangle the various straps on Cen Yan's body. Before he could figure it out, Cen Yan's robe had already come undone. Zhuang Dongqing said, "No, that won't do. That's not fair."
Pressing down Cen Yan's hand, anxious to make him wait for her, Zhuang Dongqing accidentally tore the knot in her hand. In her desperation, she said, "Why can't I untie it? No, you do it."
Let Cen Yan figure it out himself.
It was actually a bit much, but Cen Yan still responded with a smile and a kind tone.
They were very indulgent.
Zhuang Dongqing watched intently, without blinking.
Let's continue.
There was nothing to do, and the carriage wasn't usually stocked with anything, so Cen Yan reached out first, afraid of hurting him.
Zhuang Dongqing's back trembled.
Holding Cen Yan in her arms, her breathing seemed to follow his rhythm, coming little by little.
Suddenly, some soft, rustling sounds emanated from her, and Zhuang Dongqing gritted her teeth again.
He knew there were people all around the carriage.
But I can't help thinking about it.
"Or should we return to the manor first?"
Because of the poisoning, Zhuang Dongqing was tense and had a harder time than usual. Cen Yan was a little afraid of hurting him.
But all she got in return was a muffled sob on her shoulder: "No."
"want!"
Cen Yan kissed his forehead, amused: "Good boy, didn't you notice the ambiguity?"
After asking, Zhuang Dongqing, who was usually reserved, looked up at him with her cheeks flushed and whispered, "I want it."
Cen Yan's throat bobbed heavily.
I couldn't help but use a bit of force.
Zhuang Dongqing bit her lip instantly and closed her eyes.
With his other hand, Cen Yan pressed Zhuang Dongqing's face back onto his shoulder and said in a hoarse voice, "Bear with it. If you can't hold back, you can bite me. I won't stop."
"Never stop."
Cen Yan couldn't help but close his eyes, suppressing the urge to escalate further, and whispered in Zhuang Dongqing's ear, "Qingqing, if you want to get off the carriage by yourself later, don't talk, okay?"
Zhuang Dongqing was speechless and could only nod.
The horse-drawn carriage traveled through the bustling city, its hooves clattering and wheels rolling.
The moonlight bathed Dasheng, cool and clear as water.
Even through a curtain, the interior of the car was warm and cozy.
The moment Zhuang Dongqing sat down, her eyes were completely wet with tears.
He opened his mouth to breathe, and a tiny, barely visible tip appeared.
Then she was kissed, and Cen Yan pressed her shoulders down without warning, swallowing all her broken words.
Zhuang Dongqing's eyelashes were wet and trembling.
She looked very aggrieved.
However, his reaction was quite different.
Very cooperative.
Very well-behaved.
Open your mouth and let Cen Yan kiss every inch of you.
She twisted and turned, eagerly trying to touch him.
The road was not smooth, and the carriage was cramped, making it difficult to move freely. However, the ups and downs of the journey provided a lot of unexpected fun.
The carriage lurched and lurched as it ran over a pebble.
Zhuang Dongqing followed the car's movements, and the moment she landed, she hugged Cen Yan tightly, unable to resist biting Cen Yan's shoulder to silence him, her whole body trembling.
Cen Yan stroked his back to help him calm down.
Feeling dizzy from all the jolting, Zhuang Dongqing looked up and instinctively reached for a kiss.
They finally touched lips and teeth as they wished.
Cen Yan's muscles bulged as he exerted force, and he slowly groaned. Gradually, faint sobs could be heard again inside the car.
"Remember to say it if you feel unwell."
Taking a breath, Cen Yan said to Zhuang Dongqing.
Zhuang Dongqing shook her head and said in a muffled voice, "I like it."
Cen Yan's breathing became heavy, and he pressed down on Zhuang Dongqing's shoulder again, making the man tremble. He said impatiently, "Then eat a little longer."
Zhuang Dongqing was speechless.
But he nodded.
The next moment, he felt Cen Yan's hand tighten up, as if he wanted to crush him into his bones.
*
The carriage eventually went directly into the Prince's Palace.
They drove deeper than usual, all the way into the east wing.
Liu Qi knocked on the edge of the carriage door and whispered, "Master, everyone has been dismissed. Let's go to the kitchen right away and boil some hot water for the washroom."
After a moment, Cen Yan's low, husky voice rang out, "Okay."
Liu Qi withdrew, and only after the footsteps faded into the distance did Cen Yan and Zhuang Dongqing come out.
Zhuang Dongqing was being held by Cen Yan.
The two of them did not separate.
As Zhuang Dongqing was lifted off the carriage by Cen Yan's large hands, she sobbed softly.
Every step after that felt like torture.
Once inside, Cen Yan wasn't in a hurry. Holding him, she deliberately took out a tinderbox and started lighting the lamp.
One lamp after another, and another.
It was so bright that Zhuang Dongqing couldn't open his eyes, so Cen Yan finally put him down.
When my feet touched the ground, it was so soft I couldn't stand up straight.
Cen Yan didn't go to the bed, but stayed by the soft couch, patted Zhuang Dongqing, and told him to turn around and lean against the backrest.
Zhuang Dongqing: "..."
I did as instructed.
The carriage was too cramped, and neither of them could move freely. Zhuang Dongqing felt like her head was about to spin out of control.
Unable to control the noise, he belatedly realized he was in the Prince's residence, so he simply let loose.
It splashed onto the bed, and Zhuang Dongqing's eyes went blank.
Once she lost her strength and let go, Cen Yan caught her with lightning speed, turned her face towards him, and gave her a long kiss.
Slowly regaining her senses, Zhuang Dongqing heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.
Previously, the washroom and the main room were separate, but after they moved in together, Cen Yan found it troublesome and opened another door in the outer room to connect the main room and the washroom.
Therefore, after Cen Yan tidied Zhuang Dongqing's clothes, he carried her over.
After placing Zhuang Dongqing in the bathtub, the servants obediently left. Cen Yan kissed Zhuang Dongqing's nose and said, "Wash yourself first, then come back later."
Zhuang Dongqing nodded first.
My brain was racing to catch up, and it took me a while to realize that there was a second half to the sentence.
Zhuang Dongqing: "..."
I guess I'll just play dead.
The night was long, and Zhuang Dongqing was... quite cooperative.
He didn't even know when he became so capable.
I was actually very tired.
They fooled around until midnight before finally going to the bathroom, where Zhuang Dongqing closed her eyes in the bathtub, exhausted.
He woke up early the next day and when he opened his eyes, Cen Yan was still holding him.
I didn't think there was anything wrong with it at first.
But wait until Zhuang Dongqing goes out to relieve himself before returning.
I finally realized what was wrong.
The reaction... won't go away.
Cen Yan touched his forehead and frowned as well, realizing something was wrong and not daring to do it anymore.
Cen Yan called to Liu Fu: "Go and have Master Zhao come here."
Back inside, while dressing Zhuang Dongqing, she asked him again, "Do I still smell good?"
Zhuang Dongqing nodded.
If she had to say, Zhuang Dongqing said, "The fragrance wasn't as strong as last night; it felt weaker."
"Okay, get up first, just bear with it."
Zhuang Dongqing nodded obediently.
*
As dawn broke, Master Zhao was summoned to the east wing.
Feeling embarrassed about the commotion in the inner room yesterday, Zhuang Dongqing chose to take the pulse in the guest room instead.
Zhuang Dongqing awkwardly extended her hand.
Cen Yan explained the situation from the side, while Zhuang Dongqing pretended not to hear.
When Master Zhao took his pulse, he exclaimed, "Eh!"
Then came the familiar back-and-forth, careful examination. Master Zhao exclaimed with delight, "The poison is about to be eradicated!"
Cen Yan was delighted upon hearing this, but then hesitated: "If it's meant to be eradicated, why is he still acting this way?"
Zhuang Dongqing silently withdrew his hand, keeping his eyes down and his mind at ease.
Master Zhao's explanation was as professional and comprehensive as ever, displaying the demeanor of a renowned doctor: "It's a love poison. Once you're poisoned, you're forced to be aroused by emotions. When you're aroused, it's easier to bring out the poison. It's all the same principle."
"This medicine is strange. When it's time to eradicate the root cause, the last bit of poison can't be hidden and it all evaporates, which is normal."
"I can no longer detect anything abnormal in the pulse."
"It's probably similar to treating an illness; if you want to cure it completely, you'll need to take the medicine for a longer period of time."
"so……"
Master Zhao: "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you, Master, for the time being."
Cen Yan was quite willing, but asked, "Can his body handle such frequent treatments?"
After causing so much trouble last night, there was a reaction this morning, which shouldn't be the case; the interval is too short.
Zhuang Dongqing looked around, trying to find a hole in the brick floor where he could hide.
Master Zhao stroked his beard. "That is indeed a problem."
"Then it will be up to Master to find the right balance."
"Try it if you don't feel uncomfortable."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
