Chapter 54 Because I like it, I really like it...
The night wind rustled, and the bamboo leaves whispered.
Chi Ying remained silent for a long time, so long that her palms grew cold, and the faint tears at the corners of her eyes were dried by the wind.
Hearing the soft sobs in her breath, Yan Xuecui gently turned her face, lifted her chin lightly, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Chi Ying did not flinch, but looked at him intently: "I'm wondering... why Your Highness treats me so well."
She tried to find an excuse: "When I got married, His Highness did not come to fetch me, and we did not have a wedding ceremony that day. In a sense, we could not be considered to have officially become husband and wife."
Yan Xuecui fell silent as expected.
When the marriage was arranged by the Emperor, Yongcheng never asked for his opinion. He knew that Consort Li was also interfering in the marriage, so he didn't take her to heart. In addition, in the days before and after the wedding, he was secretly investigating an official and it was not appropriate to reveal his whereabouts, so he simply used serious injury as an excuse to get by.
From the night he met her on her return visit home, he discovered that she possessed many qualities that captivated him—her aura, her voice, even the fleeting touch of her skin—all of which excited him to the point of trembling.
He immediately assumed that she had been specially trained and was there specifically to seduce him.
Even so, he wasn't worried. He could keep her by his side as a medicinal ingredient to soothe his restlessness and depression over the years.
Then her true identity slowly came to light. He tested her while also becoming involuntarily drawn to her. He began to feel a dull pain for her every tear and felt a thousand regrets for putting her in danger.
He would always remember the moment on the cruise ship when she held his hand, cupped the shimmering stars on the water, and told him that beauty had always been there. At that moment, an unprecedented surge of emotion welled up in his heart, and only one thought remained in his mind: kiss her, kiss her, kiss her…
Looking back now, what in this world could possibly make him so desperate yet unable to control himself, so willing to let himself succumb?
If his extreme emotional distress made him crave physical contact, then why was it that he couldn't have any other woman, but only her?
Perhaps I liked it from the very beginning, and everything that happened afterward was just a confirmation of that fact time and time again.
If he didn't love her so much, why would he be so eager to be close to her, to kiss and hug her, and to be so attached to her?
He was willing to take her out to stroll around and watch the lights and fireworks, to see the starry sky. Even though he was blind, just hearing her relaxed breathing in his ear and feeling her genuine smile made everything worthwhile.
But now it seems that this relationship was just wishful thinking on his part. Her attitude towards him was less obedient and compliant, and more reluctant and respectful.
But that doesn't matter; he has plenty of time and patience to gradually open her heart.
He wanted her to be completely open, to let down her guard, and to tell him everything truthfully—who she really was and who she loved.
Yan Xuecui gently stroked her cheek and whispered, "This was my fault. I will make it up to you in the future."
Chi Ying shook her head: "I'm not saying this to condemn Your Highness, nor am I asking Your Highness for anything. I just didn't expect Your Highness to... to cherish me so much."
What is it about her that she likes?
Even Chi Yingyue herself was not considered to come from a particularly good family in the eyes of the royal family. Other princesses came from prominent families or high-ranking official families, so the Changyuan Marquis's family was of no benefit to her.
Her only redeeming quality might be her physical appearance, but he was blind, so his appearance was the least important thing to him.
Yan Xuecui laughed and said, "Didn't expect it, or didn't dare to think about it?"
Chi Ying pursed her lips: "Both."
If they hadn't had so much interaction from the beginning, perhaps she would have felt more at ease and comfortable as a neglected, mascot princess.
But now, everything has changed.
For every hundred steps she retreats, he can advance a hundred steps, until she has nowhere to escape and can only watch helplessly as she sinks deeper into his clutches.
She deceived his identity as a princess and also won his love.
Yan Xue called her softly, "A-Ying".
Chi Ying remained silent for too long this time. Her warm, large hand gripped the back of his neck, trapping him in her embrace. A warm kiss then descended upon him.
A tender, lingering kiss, intimately tracing and licking along her lips and tongue, before forcefully prying open her teeth, until they were deeply entangled.
Chi Ying felt as if warm water was flowing over her chest, pressing heavily on her heart. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes welled up, and tears streamed down her face, wetting each other's cheeks.
Perhaps noticing her tears, the man slowed his movements. Just as he was about to withdraw, Chi Ying could no longer hold back. With tears in her eyes, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips in return.
For the first time, she took the initiative and was bold, wanting to give him everything she had, their lips entwined, their love fiercely entangled.
She likes it so much, what harm is there in indulging in this moment?
From childhood, she was used to keeping all her feelings hidden in her heart, never daring to express them aloud, and even less daring to hope for things that did not belong to her.
At this moment, he didn't care about anything else.
Didn't he say that there was no need to worry about status or etiquette? It was just the two of them here, and this month should be considered stolen time. Let her forget everything, enjoy this love, and love him well...
Chi Ying kissed him deeper and deeper, and her tears flowed more and more.
Being so close, Yan Xuecui could almost see her moist eyes, a sea of tears flowing in her dark pupils, and her eye sockets were red.
He felt a tightness in his chest, and slowly released her, a helpless smile playing on his lips: "Is it so difficult to just ask you to call me husband?"
With red eyes, Chi Ying shook her head, choking back tears. "Your Highness, may I... discuss something with you?"
Yan Xuecui: "You say it."
Chi Ying was silent for a moment, then said with a trembling voice, "Just for this month... Once we return to the capital, you must not make things difficult for me again."
Yan Xue said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
After a long pause, he said again, "For the next month, I will grant you any request. I will not blame you for anything you say or do. We can be like an ordinary couple, okay?"
Chi Ying burst into laughter through her tears: "Your Highness, you can't indulge me like this."
Yan Xuecui gently brushed her lips with her fingertips and asked softly, "Still calling me Your Highness?"
With tears welling in her eyes, Chi Ying mustered all her courage and finally opened her lips, calling out in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Husband."
Yan Xuecui gazed at her intently, never before had he so desperately wanted to see her, to see what she looked like.
Chi Ying also looked at him nervously, afraid that the next moment she would be met with his mocking ridicule, saying that she really didn't know her place and who she thought she was to dare to be so rebellious.
What awaited her was a moment of silence, followed by an even more tender and passionate kiss, entwining her lips and breath, gently tracing her image again and again, completely engulfing her completely.
Chi Ying stopped thinking about anything else; at this moment, her heart was only filled with this person, and she wanted to be tightly entwined with him, as if she were intoxicated by his charm.
The kiss lasted so long that the stars in the sky turned and the shadows on the ground swayed, and the world was so quiet that only their entwined breaths remained.
Only when her legs were separated and she felt the burning heat did Chi Ying suddenly wake up, hurriedly reaching out to touch his shoulder: "Your Highness, I...I'm not done yet..."
Yan Xuecui's eyes darkened: "If you call out 'Your Highness' again, you'll be punished more often next time."
His voice was deep and husky, carrying a burning heat that made her heart feel numb and tingly.
Chi Ying dared not shout anymore and whispered to him, "This time it doesn't count."
Yan Xuecui: "Why doesn't it count?"
Chi Ying pursed her lips and said, "Then can I call you 'husband' one more time to make up for it?"
Yan Xue laughed and said, "Give it a try."
Chi Ying blushed and said softly, "Husband."
Yan Xuecui felt as if a feather had tickled her chest. She sighed, hugged the person tightly, and kissed her forehead with trembling breath.
The atmosphere there was still tense and dangerous, and Chi Ying's body trembled unconsciously just from having her belly pressed against him.
She was still in pain. Every time it ended, she felt like she had suffered a deep internal injury and it would take a long time to recover. Especially during the bumpy ride on the mountain road, her body was completely strained against him, and she had the illusion that her skull had been shattered.
"Not today," Chi Ying pleaded softly. "Didn't you say you would grant me anything?"
Yan Xuecui was so angry she almost laughed.
His promise was as good as gold; not only could she truthfully reveal her identity, but he could even give her advice if she wanted to commit regicide or rebellion.
She actually used it to beg for these things.
Yan Xuecui conceded a step and said, "Then just kiss."
Chi Ying nodded hurriedly.
The maids were all sent away, and they stood guard far away outside, leaving only the two of them on the grass.
The night was dark, and even though there were lights on the riverbank, Yan Xue could only see scattered candlelight and the vast, desolate darkness of the mountains. Only the face of the person beside her was as white as snow, as if she were draped in moonlight in the thick night. Her figure was hazy and radiant, like Chang'e who had fallen to earth.
Beneath her clothes, her skin was smooth and fragrant, dazzlingly white. Yan Xuecui, using a sliver of dim white light, gently kissed along her flesh.
Chi Ying was on a bamboo mat, and the moment her exposed back touched it, she shivered from the cold. The slight tickling sensation from his thin lips made her tremble even more.
Yan Xuecui took off his outer robe and placed it under her, which slightly reduced the chill on her back. However, his kisses continued to descend, lingering repeatedly along the whip wound below her navel. Chi Ying gripped his robe tightly and curled up, trembling.
Sensing his intention to take things further, she trembled and quickly reached out to push his face away, "Your Highness... Husband, you..."
"Didn't you say we could kiss?" Yan Xuecui's deep voice seemed to flow through her veins. "Not here?"
Chi Ying shook her head, but trembled so much that she couldn't make a sound.
He can't see, so he can't just kiss anyone.
Her limbs were so weak that she couldn't resist him. The kiss landed without hesitation, and Chi Ying's face turned red. Her heart was pounding, and every pore on her body was trembling violently.
The night wind was cool, but it couldn't dispel the heat in her body. Sweat soaked her entire body, constantly being dried by the wind, only to flow out again. In a daze, she couldn't tell whether his lips and tongue were taking away her sweat or something else.
She looked up at the Milky Way, where even the stars seemed to tremble. Looking down, she saw his jade hairpin and dark hair. Everything felt so unreal, like a dream.
But the dream didn't have such a real tactile sensation. That softness burrowed deep into her flesh, as if all her senses had vanished, leaving only that one spot on her body, an extreme discomfort, yet also an extreme pleasure.
Yan Xuecui finally got up and stuffed her undergarment into her hands.
Chi Ying's eyes slowly focused, and her breathing calmed down a little. Seeing that his face was covered in water, she quickly reached out to wipe it off for him.
Yan Xuecui closed her eyes and let her clean her up.
His face was covered in water droplets, which Chi Ying gently wiped clean for him, but couldn't help asking, "Why is Your Highness doing this..."
In the past, she only knew that she could express affection through kissing, but her knowledge was limited to kissing. There were other things in the picture book, but she never knew that she could kiss anywhere else. Didn't he... didn't he find it dirty?
Yan Xuecui asked, "What do you mean?"
Water stains dampened her undergarments. Thankfully, he couldn't see it. Suppressing her shame, Chi Ying whispered, "Why did you kiss me like that..."
Yan Xuecui, however, seemed unconcerned, as if it were just an ordinary thing. "If you like someone, you can kiss them. What's wrong with that?"
Chi Ying's voice was shy and hesitant: "Your Highness seems to have always liked kissing."
At first, the two had no emotional foundation. After only two nights together, he began kissing her neck and fingers, and later kissed her everywhere... She later asked Lin Yuanpan, and his explanation was ambiguous. He only said that His Highness's old illness made him crave closeness with people, but... was kissing also like that?
Yan Xuecui gently rubbed her cheek: "Because I like it, I really like it."
He loved her so much that he wanted to kiss every part of her body, leaving his mark in every visible and invisible place.
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Author's note: Happy National Day! [laughing emojis]
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