A moment later, Jing Yan tasted a faint hint of blood. He was surprised by Yue Jiang's intentions. Looking down at Yue Jiang, he found her staring at him fearfully.
"Why are you biting me?"
Yue Jiang frowned, her face full of worry, and said helplessly, "I have been trying to please Your Highness for a long time, but Your Highness is unmoved and even tries to force me. I really can't think of a way to stop Your Highness from bullying me."
"Since I have no other choice, I might as well bite Your Highness to vent my anger, since I'm being bullied by you anyway. That way, I won't have suffered for nothing."
Jing Yan: "..."
He felt like he'd punched cotton, and even doubted whether the letter was genuine, thinking that Yue Jiang was just a naive woman who knew nothing of scheming or manipulation.
But the letter was so convincing and full of evidence that he would have to have Rong Ying investigate it again.
“Your Highness,” Yue Jiang raised her slender, jade-like fingers and poked Jing Yan’s chapped lips when he wasn’t looking.
Jing Yan felt a slight sting at the corner of his mouth. He came to his senses and looked at Yue Jiang again, asking in confusion, "What?"
Feeling tired, Yue Jiang said shyly, "Your Highness, if you're not in the mood tonight, please lie down and go to sleep. I'm so sleepy I can't keep my eyes open."
The person beneath him said he was sleepy and tried to break free from Jing Yan's hold, but Jing Yan had already exhausted himself with Yue Jiang tonight.
The intoxicating fragrance and the lingering urge of Yue Jiang filled Jing Yan with a desire that could only be relieved by her. He held Yue Jiang down, preventing her from trying to escape.
"Since you won't, be good and don't bite me again. I won't bully you too much this time," Jing Yan leaned down and instructed.
After all, it was her first time. No matter how skilled Yue Jiang was, she had never actually experienced it before, and he was afraid she wouldn't be able to handle it.
If you lose your composure and bite him randomly, he may not be afraid of minor injuries, but he'll be afraid of seeing people with such an injury.
Otherwise, going to the inner palace tomorrow to pay respects and offer tea would only make us a laughingstock!
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