Chapter 13
Qingyu three thousand and twenty-third year, New Year's Eve, night.
In the morning, Wuzhou, in the evening, the imperial palace of Jia Kingdom, the Prince's Palace.
As the night deepened, the palace lanterns were still lit, and the moon beads on the roof of the main hall and the outer glazed tiles sparkled brightly.
Patrolling guards walked by in groups, and a maid holding a lantern stood guard outside the main hall door, yawning quietly.
A wisp of dark purple smoke passed through the corridor and came out of the hall.
Smoke filled the air.
The patrolling guard and the maid holding the lantern were suddenly distracted. When they came back to their senses, they just felt that it was late at night and they were sleepy. No one thought much about it.
There was a person standing outside the carved window frame of the main hall. When you look closely, you can see that it is a young girl, her body also covered with a light mist.
She wore a purple silk gown and her long black hair was tied up only with a black pearl hairpin, with the rest of her hair hanging down behind her.
The moonlight was like water, splashing all over her.
She has a beautiful face and skin as white as snow.
Looking at the guards passing by outside, his eyes slightly curved, with a cunning light in them.
The girl is extremely beautiful, not what this mortal being should be.
Her pupils were as white as water, her teeth were white and her eyes were bright. The red lantern shone on her face, making her cheeks slightly red. Amidst her childishness and agility, there was a subtle, almost imperceptible allure.
Jitang gently pushed open the window frame.
The royal banquet just ended not long ago, and now is the time to fall asleep.
She approached the prince's bed, held her breath and listened for a while, but heard no breathing sound from inside.
He couldn't help but move closer, secretly thinking that the prince slept too quietly.
Ji Tang gently pulled open the bed curtain, but before he could move, his wrist suddenly felt heavy and he was pulled over.
Her legs were stuck on the edge of the bed, her body was unstable, and she fell directly onto the bed.
On the inside of the bed, the prince's eyes were slightly drunk.
As he pulled Jitang over, he had already stepped aside. Now he stood up from the bed, looking down at Jinzi's back, his eyes narrowed, scrutinizing her sharply.
He reached into the bright yellow belt behind him and pulled out a dagger. The dagger gleamed coldly and in the blink of an eye it was across Ji Tang's neck.
"Who are you? How dare you climb into my bed?" He was already drunk and had been caught in a gust of wind on his way back to the palace, so he felt dizzy and had a headache.
The sharp blade in his hand immediately reflected the owner's mood and moved close to Jitang's neck.
A blood mark suddenly appeared on the white neck.
Jitang felt pain.
She had a bad start, and was caught red-handed by the Crown Prince when she was looking for food for the first time tonight.
Without saying a word, she suddenly released nightmare energy from her hands, intending to knock the man unconscious.
Although the prince had drunk some wine, his reaction was not slow.
The dagger that was across Ji Tang's neck was suddenly pulled away, and the cold blade emitted a bright light, colliding with Ji Tang's nightmare, and both were bounced away.
Ji Tang recognized the light on the dagger as spiritual power, and was shocked to realize that it was actually a magic weapon.
The spiritual power pushed her hand away, and the nightmare spirit dissipated immediately, but her hand was also shaken and hurt.
"No more fighting!" She raised her hands to shield her face.
The prince's movements were slightly delayed.
Ji Tang's eyes moved and he came up with another plan.
She suddenly raised her hands, put them around the prince's neck, and then pulled him down.
The prince lowered his head and saw that she was not only fearless, but also boldly grinned at him.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and went down with the flow, but held the dagger in his hand even tighter.
The next moment, Ji Tang slammed into the prince's forehead. With a loud bang, both of them cried out in pain.
The prince's hand holding the dagger shook because of the pain.
The power is evident.
Ji Tang let go of him, covered his forehead, and wanted to knock him out, but ended up almost seeing stars.
"What kind of head do you have!"
The prince was hit for no reason and was also criticized for having a hard forehead. He didn't feel angry at the moment, but just found it unbelievable.
This person is so bold!
The dagger approached, leaving another bloody mark on Jitang's neck.
He shouted, "How dare you! What on earth do you intend to do by breaking into the Prince's Palace at night? Who sent you here? And how did you manage to avoid the guards outside?!"
He glanced at her hands in uncertainty.
The dark purple smoke just now looked like flames, but it did not burn her hands. I wonder what it was.
Only a fool would reveal his identity, so he started to act like a spoiled brat, "You pull me once, and I pull you once, we're even now! I'm not from your palace, you can't arrest me!"
The prince was so angry that he laughed, "It doesn't matter whether you are from the palace or not. If you enter my palace, I will execute you!"
"Come--"
Before the prince could say the word "person", Ji Tang covered his mouth with both hands.
A faint woody fragrance wafted by.
The prince immediately held his breath, fearing that the smell might be strange.
Ji Tang hissed and whispered, "We can talk it over, don't scream! Also... could you please put the dagger away first?"
The prince looked gloomy, not knowing whether he was drunk or angry.
He didn't retract the dagger, but used his other hand to hold Ji Tang's hands down, "What method did you use? Confess the truth!"
At the same time, he pulled down the bed curtain, tied Jitang's hands behind his back in a few seconds, and threw him out.
Ji Tang rolled off the bed and rolled around twice before stopping.
The dagger then swung and stuck into the gap between the bricks on the side of her face, giving her a startled start.
The prince pushed aside the torn curtains and strode down with a terrifying momentum.
Ji Tang immediately admitted his mistake: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"
Poor thing, she only lived for a short twenty-four years. Not long after entering the world, she was captured before she could even taste a bite of the delicious nightmare.
"My clan's name is Nightmare. I just came out to find some food and practice at the same time. I'm not a bad person!" Ji Tang twisted twice and sat up from the ground.
The prince was slightly surprised.
He remembered that his master who stayed in the palace to teach him magic had said that the Nightmare Clan feeds on nightmares and is most capable of bewitching people. If he encounters them in the future, he must deal with them with caution.
He looked at Jitang suspiciously.
The other party gave him a flattering smile.
This person seemed innocent, although she did have a stunningly beautiful face—for someone of his status, he had never seen such a stunningly beautiful woman. But when he thought of the way she had hit him on the forehead just now...
The most deceptive?
That’s it?
"You don't believe me? I came here looking for nightmares!" Ji Tang struggled a bit, "Can you take this thing off? It's tied too tight!"
She assessed the situation and decided not to use the nightmare aura, but to show weakness.
The prince ignored her and demanded, "There are many nightmares in the world, why did you come to the palace and act so presumptuously?"
"Because there are countless nightmares to eat in the palace!" Ji Tang said with his neck stiff, "Especially the nightmares of your royal family are the most delicious." After she said that, she licked the corner of her mouth, her peach-colored lips slightly opened, and her tongue slid across half of her lower lip.
The prince's eyebrows twitched, and he felt that what his master said was right.
This woman's seemingly ordinary actions are actually means of seduction, and are extremely evil.
Ji Tang was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, "I only eat nightmares, I don't hurt anyone!"
The prince suddenly had an idea, walked over, drew out his dagger, and cut open the bed curtain that bound her.
Jitang used his hands and feet to get up from the ground and quickly moved away from him.
"If you don't agree, I'll just eat somewhere else."
He took two big steps to stop her, "It's not impossible for you to eat."
Jitang's eyes lit up, "You'll give it to me?"
The prince swung his sleeves and sat down at the table. "As you said, the palace does have many 'delicious' nightmares. I won't stop you from eating dreams, but in return, you must promise not to hurt anyone. And what can you do for me?"
Jitang lifted her skirt and ran to sit next to the prince.
The prince was about to call her insolent when he suddenly remembered that they were not even of the same race.
Although Nightmare has a charming aura, he still looks stupid and probably doesn't understand these etiquette and manners.
When Ji Tang heard there was food, his eyes sparkled. "I don't think you'd have any worries. You live in a magnificent palace, protected by guards and waited on by maids. You have everything you need. How can I help you?"
The prince's eyes were deep. "Since you feed on nightmares, can you also see other people's nightmares?"
Ji Tang: "Of course! Not only that, when my cultivation level is higher, I can also influence other people's dreams! In addition to nightmares, I can also create good dreams. How about it, do you want to try it?"
Prince: "As long as you can see other people's nightmares."
Ji Tang tilted his head in confusion, "Nightmares aren't pretty."
He stood up and walked to the bed, pulled the curtains, and only when he lay down did he suddenly remember that he was only wearing a white undershirt.
Ji Tang looked at him through the torn curtains: "Hey! Aren't you afraid of being affected by those nightmares? Although I can only repeat the nightmares to you now, when I become stronger, I can bring you into the dream, and then you will be immersed in the scene. Won't you be afraid?"
The prince gathered his thoughts and turned his back to the outside. "Whether I am trapped in my own cocoon or a moth flying into the flame is none of your business."
Ji Tang curled her lips. She didn't want to care. "Then can I eat the dreams of your guards and maids?"
The prince didn't turn around, but warned in a low voice: "Don't hurt anyone."
Jitang smiled and assured, "No!"
That night, Jitang relived the dream of the sleeping guards and maids. Although it was a nightmare, it always felt tasteless.
*
The next morning, Jitang lay on the prince's Arhat bed, bored.
It took a long time to wait for the prince to return.
The prince's voice was heard outside the door, and then the door opened and closed again, and only the prince came in.
"Su Jinzhou!" Ji Tang already knew the prince's name.
She jumped down from the bed and asked, "When can I eat a delicious nightmare?"
He had gone to the emperor's bedroom to pay New Year's greetings before dawn, and now he came back cold. Before he could even drink a sip of hot tea, he heard the nightmare chattering in his ears.
He sat down at the table and nodded at her, "Pour the tea."
"Oh." Jitang came over and sat opposite him. The tea in the teapot had already gone cold, but she didn't care. She straightened the teacup, poured a cup of tea, and drank it all in two gulps.
After drinking, he saw that Su Jinzhou's face was not right, "What's wrong with you?"
Su Jinzhou held his breath for a long time and couldn't calm down -
I have never seen such a lack of tact!
He condescended to take the teacup and set it straight, raised his chin, and said with emphasis: "Pour tea for this king."
Jitang rolled his eyes and said, "Can't you pour it yourself?" Although he said that, his hand still moved, picked up the teapot and was about to pour it for him.
Su Jinzhou covered the mouth of the teacup with his hand, "The tea is cold."
Jitang was confused: "Ah."
Su Jinzhou's mouth was tightly tightened, "I want to drink hot water!"
"Where can I get you some hot tea?" Ji Tang pushed his hand away and poured the cold tea into the cup. "It's good enough to have something to drink. Why are you so picky?"
After a long night on the boat, I was furious.
The prince is used to being served and is used to being high and mighty. He is worth a thousand gold and has the blood of a real dragon. No one dares to act recklessly in front of him. If this happened to anyone else, beheading would be the least of his punishment.
But the nightmare in front of him had no idea of hierarchy, no knowledge of reading people's expressions, and was not afraid of him.
Ji Tang put down the teapot, moved closer to him, stared at his childish face and asked, "Hey, how old are you?"
Su Jinzhou glanced at her and said, "This prince has just reached the age of tying up his hair."
"Oh," Jitang nodded, "How big is that?"
Su Jinzhou was about to be pissed off by her, "Fifteen!"
Ji Tang's eyes suddenly widened, and he pointed at him fiercely: "You are only fifteen!"
"presumptuous!"
Su Jinzhou slammed the table and was about to draw his dagger.
Ji Tang retracted his fingers and retreated into his arms, "Don't use magic weapons all the time! You look cute, why are you so irritable?"
She patted herself and said, "I'm twenty-four, nine years older than you!"
Su Jinzhou looked her up and down, but he couldn't tell she was only twenty-four. She looked silly, even less handsome than his fourteen-year-old brother.
"When will you, the Nightmare Clan, come of age?"
Jitang sat down: "Thirty."
Su Jinzhou raised the corner of his mouth. "You come of age at thirty, so there are still six years until you reach adulthood. I come of age at twenty, so there are still five years left. So, I am still one year older than you."
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