Chapter 76 This person is still acting like this.
The meal was finished in an awkward and silent atmosphere. Seventeen didn't know about the others, but he ate with great unease.
The people of Beirong are open-minded and uninhibited, and they are very unconcerned about details, even in their food.
Seventeen was gnawing on a large lamb leg, his mouth glistening with oil, when Long Langyue handed him a cloth to wipe his mouth.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Long Langyue kept Shen Weige and Meng Qiuna behind.
Long Xiaoyun knew this was to explain things, so he took Seventeen and slipped away.
Seventeen was dragged around by him, and when they finally stopped, they realized they had been taken to a hillside.
From the hillside, one can overlook most of the Northern Rong City, with the Northern Rong royal family located in the very center at the front.
Today, heavy snow fell in the Northern Rong, and not a ray of sunshine could be seen in the sky. Seventeen wrapped his cloak tighter and asked, "Your Highness, what brings you here?"
Long Xiaoyun didn't know why he had brought this person here, so he scratched his head and asked, "What's going on between you and my imperial brother?"
Upon being asked this question, Seventeen blushed instantly and stammered, unsure of what to say.
"No, weren't you still by the Third Prince's side back in Maple Forest Town?"
Long Xiaoyun rarely asked about anything related to Yejing, and his mother also told him to ask less and not to inquire.
Therefore, he only remembered that his elder brother sent two guards to his third elder brother, and knew nothing else.
Seventeen hesitated for a long time, thinking about where to start: "Well, it was His Majesty's order that I went to the Prince's place."
"Hmm, so how did you and my brother get together?"
Long Xiaoyun was incredibly curious. How could someone like his second brother, the emperor, actually like someone? And a man at that?
"Uh, Your Highness didn't you notice that the other guard who was with the Prince at the time was His Majesty?"
"ah??"
Long Xiaoyun was shocked. He quickly recalled whether he had said or done anything in front of that person when he was retrieving the weapon in Fenglin Town.
After thinking it over, I confirmed that I was safe.
Seeing Long Xiaoyun's face turn from white to red, Seventeen asked in confusion, "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
"No, no, you mean you went to Jiangnan with your brother back then?"
"Yes."
"Oh..." Long Xiaoyun seemed to be thinking. He recalled his elder brother's behavior today and tentatively asked, "Could it be that my elder brother pursued you first?"
Although he guessed correctly, Seventeen's face still flushed, and he felt that saying it was a very embarrassing thing.
"No, it's not that... it's just... let nature take its course..."
Seeing that Seventeen was practically smoking, Long Xiaoyun finally had a change of heart and didn't press the matter, only muttering, "So when are you getting married? What should I give you as a gift?"
"If you can't win my heart, then don't go back to the North. Stay in Yejing and study hard."
Long Langyue's voice rang out from behind, faint, but Seventeen looked at Long Xiaoyun and jumped up as if struck by lightning.
"Brother! I...I...I...I have to go help Eunuch Yuanfu pack his things, I'll be going now, bye-bye—"
He fled in a sorry state. Long Langyue closed his eyes, thinking that his family was doomed.
Seventeen was also somewhat surprised by Long Xiaoyun's violent actions and asked with some doubt, "Your Majesty, he...?"
"Ignore him, he's sick."
Long Langyue held Seventeen's hand, which was a little cold, so he simply tucked it into his arms, while he stepped forward and half-hug Seventeen.
Seventeen struggled for a moment but couldn't break free, so she simply let him go.
For a moment, the air was still. Seventeen was nestled against Long Langyue's chest, and the white mist from her breath dissipated before reaching Long Langyue's embrace. It was cold, but she didn't feel cold.
"His Majesty."
"Um?"
Seventeen pulled his hand away, then grabbed Long Langyue's hands in return, and smiled with his eyes crinkling, saying, "Your Majesty's hands are much bigger than mine."
"Seventeen is still young, you're eighteen now, right?"
He nodded at seventeen: "My birthday is in October."
October is almost here. Long Langyue knows which day the 17th is her birthday, and she's already thinking about what to give as a gift.
The two whispered to each other on the hillside for a while. Seventeen felt that she was much closer to His Majesty, and her worries gradually subsided.
Perhaps because he had died once, he always felt that one should enjoy life while one can; if he liked something, he should enjoy it.
Your Majesty is wonderful. Regardless of whether we will be together in the future, it is precious to have had this experience.
Seventeen was very grateful. He looked up at Long Langyue, then tiptoed and gently pressed his lips to her slightly cool ones.
Long Langyue, mindful that they were still outside, didn't dare to go any deeper. After kissing the person for a while, he became a little impatient and simply carried the person back.
Seventeen was startled by his sudden movement, but quickly realized what he was trying to do. Her face flushed, she pulled him aside and whispered, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Wait a minute! Slow down!"
Long Langyue didn't care about anything else. Fortunately, there was no one else along the way. After pulling Seventeen into the room, she locked the door.
The situation was exactly the same as when she first arrived. Seventeen's heart pounded, but she still obediently let Long Langyue kiss her.
I don’t know if it’s because it’s their first time, but Seventeen found kissing very comfortable and enjoyed it. Long Langyue felt the same way, and would often pull him to kiss her.
The feeling of two soft lips pressed together was incredibly satisfying and fulfilling.
Seventeen tiptoed and took the initiative, embracing Long Langyue's head and deepening the lingering kiss.
He felt two hands hugging his lower back, pressing him even closer to the person in front of him.
The heat flowed from one person to the other, then back from the other as streams of heat, and Seventeen's whole body turned red from the kiss.
After the kiss ended, their foreheads touched, and Seventeen breathed softly, her dark eyes sparkling, seemingly still wet with tears.
Long Langyue put one arm around him, gently stroked his flushed cheeks with the other, and finally pressed it against his full and red lips.
"Seventeen...seventeen..."
Long Langyue's murmurs elicited a different reaction from Seventeen. He felt a little embarrassed and tried to take a few steps back, but his lower back was forcefully pressed down.
The intense heat pressed against his lips, and slender fingers teased Seventeen's soft mouth, this time causing tears to truly fall.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Seventeen's voice was trembling, and her whole body was shaking, but her hands were still tightly gripping Long Langyue's shoulders, and she dared not let go.
The snow was falling softly outside, and occasionally one could hear people passing by talking. Seventeen was extremely nervous. Although she knew that no one would come to Long Langyue's place, but... but this was too much!
Inside, the room was bustling with activity. Seventeen's tears rolled down into Long Langyue's black hair and disappeared into the depths of her heart.
As time went on, the snow fell heavier and heavier, almost covering the road. It was unclear who was speaking outside; the voices were muffled and indistinct, and Seventeen couldn't hear them clearly or try to make them out.
He wanted to stop Long Langyue, but he was too weak. He could only bite his lip and sob with tears in his eyes. Long Langyue noticed his resistance and looked up to kiss Seventeen's lips again to comfort him.
The strange smell made Seventeen resist even more. He shoved him a few times, and Long Langyue laughed softly, making Seventeen's eardrums itch.
Seeing this, Seventeen was also a little angry. She was the one who was being... and this person was still acting like this.
But then Long Langyue continued what she had just done, making Seventeen tense up.
As snowflakes pounded on the eaves, another snowflake fell down, melted into water, and eventually froze, forming a long string of icicles.
The windows inside were tightly closed, and the white mist exhaled by the breath amplified the atmosphere. As the crying subsided, the icicles broke and plunged straight into the thick snow.
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Seventeen lay in Long Langyue's arms, still trembling involuntarily, his eyes closed, perhaps unwilling to face it, in any case, he ignored everything Long Langyue said.
Long Langyue kissed away the glistening tears clinging to her eyelashes with heartache, then picked her up and placed her on the bed.
As soon as she was placed on the bed, Seventeen opened her eyes and looked at Long Langyue with a accusatory gaze.
Long Langyue found it amusing, but dared not actually laugh. He pinched Seventeen’s red nose, which was red from crying, and said, “Change your clothes first. I’ll have someone heat up the heater.”
Seventeen remained silent, but still obediently opened her arms to let Long Langyue change her clothes.
After changing her clothes, Seventeen rolled into the bed, only her big eyes peeking out as she watched the man tidying up her clothes.
It's still somewhat unbelievable.
His Majesty and him actually... He had previously thought that kissing was the most intimate thing, but he never expected this...
As he thought about it, he became shy again, shrinking into the blanket and wiping away his tears.
But how embarrassing! He actually cried while doing this!
However, that feeling was indeed quite nice...
"Oh dear, what am I thinking!" Seventeen screamed silently, covering her cheeks. The temperature inside the blankets seemed to have risen even higher.
Long Langyue had no idea what the person huddled under the covers was thinking. He summoned Yuanfu and instructed him, "Bring me some thicker winter clothes. The Northern Rong is much colder than the Great Jing. Also, tell someone to heat the stove up a bit more."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Yuan Fu responded meekly, but after turning to leave, his eyes widened, the deep lines around his eyes seeming to stretch out. Long Xiaoyun popped out from the other side, excitedly asking, "How was it? How was it?"
"Your Highness, absolutely! This old servant has seen a lot, and I can tell at a glance!"
Yuanfu chuckled, and Long Xiaoyun chuckled as well. Above the two of them seemed to be some strange barrier, keeping everyone else out.
Meng Qiuna glanced at the two mysterious figures outside and asked curiously, "What are they laughing about?"
Shen Weige glanced at him slightly, her eyes, which had seen too much, lowered and smiled softly: "Perhaps she is happy for lovers in the world."
"Huh?" Meng Qiuna thought for a moment and realized that this must be referring to the Emperor of the Great Jing Dynasty and that little guard.
Tsk tsk tsk...
The heater crackled and popped, and Seventeen felt a little hot while sleeping, but when she stretched her feet out, they got cold, making it difficult for her to sleep soundly.
A moment later, the blanket was pulled back, and cold air rushed in. Seventeen, who had just been woken up, was then enveloped in a warm and cozy chest.
Smelling the familiar fragrance, Seventeen's thoughts drifted away, and she drifted into a dream.
Completely unaware of how much encouragement his extremely dependent appearance gave to Long Langyue, he wanted to hug him tightly, but was afraid of waking him up, so he could only hold him gently.
The most beautiful moments are when two people hug each other and snuggle together.
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Author's note: I really love writing about cute kisses (lol).
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