Chapter 111: Forced Love Between the Overbearing Prince and the Jade-faced Scholar
Riding at top speed, exhausted from the journey, the elite troops of Yan Nation, like a torrent of steel, finally arrived at the Rock Fortress, a strategic point in the east that had witnessed countless bloodshed and fire.
The heavy city gate slowly rose with the sound of a capstan, making a dull roar.
When the familiar dark-bottomed golden phoenix flag and Prince Yong's stern figure appeared at the city gate, the entire Rock Fort seemed to be ignited in an instant!
"It's Prince Yong! The prince is back!"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is here too!"
"And... Oh my god! It's Princess Fuxing! The princess is here too!!!"
On the city walls, in front of the barracks, and on the edge of the parade ground, countless soldiers stationed here excitedly stuck their heads out and burst into thunderous cheers!
Their gazes, like the hottest searchlights, immediately focused on the moon-white, handsome and elegant "young master" in front of Prince Yong Nangong Ye!
"Princess! It's the Princess!"
"The princess is wearing men's clothes again! She's still so handsome!"
"Hahaha! The princess is here! Fuying and her group of short and fat guys are in big trouble now!"
"That 'round ball' last time! It makes me feel good just thinking about it! It blew them all over the place!"
"Yes, yes, yes! What new treasure did the princess bring this time? Is it more powerful?"
The veterans rubbed their hands excitedly, as if they had already seen the Fuying people howling in pain under the princess's new "toy".
The recruits stared with wide eyes, curious and in awe at the legendary debris flow in the arms world, their mouths wide open at her stylish men's clothing.
[118! Did you hear that?! What is mass support? What is star power?!]
Dongfang Yuning sat on his horse, feeling the warm gazes and cheers coming from all directions, and the villain in his heart began to swell again.
[The brothers of Rock Castle have foresight! They know that this princess is their source of happiness and the guarantee of victory!]
System 118 is proud of this:
[Host! Popularity is exploding! Reputation +999! All the soldiers of Rock Castle have become your die-hard fans! Their expectant eyes are the highest praise for your 'adorable weapon'! (The system displays a virtual fan sign: Princess is mighty! Blow up Fuying!)]
Nangong Ye listened to the soldiers' undisguised admiration for their little princess (and their fanatical anticipation for new weapons), and then looked at the "jade-faced little scholar" in his arms who was so proud that his tail was about to turn up, and the corners of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.
He tightened his arms, almost wrapping Dongfang Yuning completely with his cloak, leaving only the back of his head with a jade crown facing the enthusiastic soldiers. Then he kicked his horse's belly and accelerated through the cheering crowd.
"Your Highness...you are still so protective of your food."
An old soldier smacked his lips and muttered softly.
"Nonsense! Such a handsome little brother, I would protect him too!"
The other veteran chuckled and looked ambiguous.
"Shh! Don't talk nonsense! That's the princess!"
The atmosphere in the meeting hall of Rock Fort was solemn. A huge sand table occupied the center of the hall, clearly marking the cities, passes, and troop deployments along the Fuying border.
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian, General Zhao, the defender of Panshi Fort, and several core generals have all arrived and are discussing in low voices around the sand table.
Heavy footsteps were heard and the door of the conference room was pushed open.
Everyone looked up subconsciously, and then... they were collectively petrified!
Prince Yong, Nangong Ye, dressed in a dark prince's uniform and with an aura as cold as ice, walked in with big strides, holding firmly in his arms (like a princess!) a "young master" dressed in moon-white men's clothes, with black hair and a jade crown, and who was incredibly handsome!
The young master seemed a little reluctant and struggled slightly, in return for which the prince tightened his arms as a warning and said "Don't move" in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.
So, the "young master" could only nestle obediently in the prince's broad and solid embrace, revealing only his exquisite, now slightly blushing, and shy profile.
In the conference room, you could hear a pin drop.
The corners of Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian's mouth twitched, and he covered his face silently:
[…Here it comes! It’s started again! Uncle Emperor, could you please pay attention to the situation? This is a military stronghold!]
General Zhao and several other generals were even more worried, not daring to breathe, their hearts already filled with turmoil.
[Hiss! This…this scene…]
[The prince is holding the princess in men's clothing... This feels like déjà vu...]
[A domineering prince forces love on...a runaway scholar? ? ?]
[Ahem! Stop it! Don't look at anything indecent! Don't think about anything indecent!]
[But… the prince’s gaze… is so aggressive… the princess’s (the young master’s) forced, clinging posture… is so delicate… so taboo…]
[It's over! My mind is automatically replaying the plot of a confiscated taboo comic book! Amitabha! What a sin!]
An extremely strange atmosphere permeated the entire conference room. This abrupt opening tainted the solemn military meeting with an indescribable, slightly erotic, layer of awkwardness and... excitement?
Nangong Ye seemed not to notice the wonderful expressions on everyone's faces. He walked straight to the large armchair next to the main seat, then carefully put down the jade-faced little scholar in his arms and let her sit on the chair next to him.
"Sit down."
He whispered the order, leaving no room for doubt.
Dongfang Yuning finally landed on her feet and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She immediately straightened her small back and tried to put on a serious expression that said, "I'm here for a meeting, not to be a mascot." However, her red ears and wandering eyes betrayed her inner embarrassment:
[118! Social demise! Massive social demise! Brother Aye definitely did this on purpose! My Jade-faced Young Master's dignity has been shattered!]
System 118:
[Ding! The host's 'Jade-faced General Attack' character encounters the princely 'Forced Wife' filter, severely weakening it! The audience's imagination is maxed out! The taboo literature index soars! Host, you've successfully distorted the style of the military meeting! (The system displays various mosaic imagination barrages)]
Nangong Ye sat down at the main seat, his cold gaze sweeping over the crowd below whose expressions were nearly out of control. His powerful aura instantly suppressed all distracting thoughts:
"Everyone, sit down. Let's begin the meeting."
The voice was low, yet it carried the solemnity of war. The generals shuddered, instantly regaining their composure. They sat upright, their eyes focused, their noses focused, their hearts focused, trying to banish the inappropriate images from their minds. The Crown Prince and Dongfang Liezheng also gathered their minds.
"cough,"
Prince Nangong Chengqian cleared his throat and spoke first, his eyes sweeping across the sand table.
"Everyone, military intelligence is urgent. Spies report that after the new Emperor Fuying ascended the throne, he has not only refused to repent, but has intensified his actions. He has repeatedly provoked us on our borders and reinforced our defenses with additional troops. His evil intentions are obvious. This time, our Celestial Empire's army is approaching, and we must..."
Before he finished speaking, Dongfang Yuning, who was sitting next to Nangong Ye, slammed the table with his small hands on the armrest. The sound was not loud, but very crisp!
"Well said!"
Her face was tense, her eyes were bright, and she had the courage and... excitement of a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger?
"We must completely crush that evil Fu Ying! Scatter his ashes! Let's see if they dare to covet the territory of our Yan Nation!"
The clear female voice was particularly loud in the solemn meeting hall, carrying with it a heroic spirit of "I will go even if there are tens of thousands of people against me" (?) and an impatience of "Let me go and blow it up quickly".
Generals: "..."
The prince: “…”
Nangong Ye: “…”
The corners of his mouth curved up almost imperceptibly.
After a brief silence, there was a unified and overwhelming response:
"Yes! Crush Fuying! Show off our nation's prestige!"
The roar shook the beams of the house. No matter whether the princess was dressed as a man or a woman, the momentum and determination were enough to inspire people!
[118! See?! What does it mean to command a hundred responses?! What does it mean to have leadership qualities?!]
Dongfang Yuning laughed wildly with his hands on his hips in his heart.
System 118:
[Host! An aura of 2.8 meters! Instantly igniting the entire place! 'The ashes are scattered' is a guaranteed golden phrase! (System note: The most electrifying pre-war mobilization speech of the year!)]
Nangong Ye raised his hand, signaling for silence. His slender finger pointed at the first fortified city on the Fuying border on the sand table—Black Rock City.
"Black Rock City is the eastern barrier of Fuying. The city walls are high and the moat is deep. It has a garrison of approximately 30,000 men. A sudden attack would result in heavy casualties."
His voice was cold and clear.
"My plan is to use the princess's Cornetto in the first battle."
"Lovelier?"
General Zhao was stunned. This name... does it have anything to do with war?
The other generals also looked at each other in confusion.
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian held his forehead inwardly:
[Here it comes! My aunt's 'cute' weapon is about to make its debut! I hope General Zhao and the others are strong enough...]
Nangong Ye looked at Dongfang Yuning:
"Ning'er, you come and explain."
Dongfang Yuning instantly became energetic and straightened her back. She was an excellent student who was called upon by the teacher to answer questions in class. She pointed at the sand table and said in a clear voice:
"Generals! Look! The Cornetto rocket launcher is a powerful long-range weapon! It has a range of 800 steps! Its power... hehe, it could probably lift a gate tower as thick as Black Rock City, along with the people and buildings, into the air, and create a large pit in the ground for fish farming!"
She gestured with her little hands, describing it in a very vivid and vivid way.
The generals gasped! Eight hundred steps?! Blow up the city gate tower?! Dig a huge pit?! This… this power… is so terrifying! But this name… is so cute?
[118! Quick! Show off your Kawaii prowess!]
Dongfang Yuning gave orders in his heart.
System 118 immediately projected a 3D model of a pink and blue rainbow whale-head bazooka before her eyes (which only she could see), complete with a slow-motion explosion effect:
[Ding! 'Human Awakening·Kawaii' product display! Appearance: Dreamy pink and blue with a rainbow whale head, deceptively SSS-level! Power: Human Awakening, physical transcendence! (System plays explosion sound effect)]
Dongfang Yuning continued to dance with joy:
"Its advantages are: long range! Great power! Easy to operate! And a very deceptive appearance! When the Fuying people see such a cute toy flying towards them, they might think it's a blessing from heaven! By the time they realize what's happening... hehe, their ashes are already cold!"
Generals: "..."
Looking at the princess's face, which looked even more delicate and beautiful against the background of men's clothing, but was now speaking such cruel words, my mood became extremely complicated.
Cute? Confused? Completely cold? This contrast... is magical!
General Zhao swallowed hard, trying to digest this information:
"Princess...Princess, is this thing...really so magical? Then...how do I use it?"
“It’s very simple!”
Dongfang Yuning waved her hand.
"Choose a few with good arm strength and give them a little aiming training! Then, a row of Cutie will aim at the city gate towers or weak points on the city wall and fire in unison! I guarantee that the Fuying people will experience what it means to have a crash landing on you! Oh, and Crash Landing on You is the name of another small grenade I have. It's suitable for dealing with dense infantry formations. I'll introduce it to you later!"
【Crash Landing on You?】
The generals' minds instantly flashed back to the scene of the pink strawberry bomb that had sent the Fuying people into tears. Suddenly, they felt that the name "Cornetto"... didn't seem so out of place anymore? They even felt a little... excited.
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian watched the generals' expressions change from shock to bewilderment and then to faint excitement, and his heart was filled with vicissitudes:
[My aunt's weapon, its name and appearance, is always at the forefront of confusing the enemy... and its effects are always at the pinnacle of physical salvation...]
Nangong Ye took over the conversation at the right time and began to make detailed arrangements:
"The Crown Prince will lead the central army and hold the front. General Zhao, your troops will be responsible for a feint attack on the flanks to attract the defenders' attention. After Cornetto destroys the city wall defenses and creates chaos, General Sui!"
"I will be here!"
"Lead your elite cavalry, break through the breach, and attack the center of the army! A swift and decisive battle is essential!"
"Understood!"
"As for the launch site of Cornetto,"
Nangong Ye turned his gaze towards Dongfang Yuning, with a hint of inquiry and indulgence.
"Where do you think is the best place?"
Dongfang Yuning immediately came to the sand table, almost digging his little head into the model, and pointed to a slightly higher slope outside Black Rock City:
"Here! The view here is good, and the distance is just within the range! And it's leeward, so the smoke won't affect aiming! Brother Aye, right here!"
She raised her head and looked at Nangong Ye with sparkling eyes, full of anticipation for him to praise me soon.
Nangong Ye looked at her serious expression, his stern brows softened for a moment, and he nodded:
"Okay, let's do as Ning'er says. The launch site will be guarded by my personal soldiers, and Ning'er will personally supervise the battle."
The last four words carry an unquestionable meaning.
[Supervising the battle?!]
Dongfang Yuning was ecstatic:
[118! Did you hear that?! I can go to the front lines and set off fireworks!]
System 118:
[Host! Major KPI breakthrough! You've been promoted from weapons developer to frontline commander (fireworks launcher)! (System awards virtual 'Best Gunner' medal)]
Crown Prince Nangong Chengqian:
[…Uncle Emperor, how can you ask her to supervise the battle? You are acting as her bodyguard, and fulfilling her wish to set off fireworks, right?]
The meeting continued in an atmosphere of solemnity, efficiency, and a subtle touch of endearment. Details of troop deployment, logistical support, and the rhythm of the attack were finalized one by one.
The generals listened to the prince's clear and coherent deployment, looked at the small flags on the sand table representing the launch sites of the Cornetto, and then secretly glanced at the handsome young scholar beside the prince, who was dressed in men's clothes, listening very attentively and occasionally whispering a few words, "Here you can add a strawberry bomb," "That place is suitable for burying a surprise link."
The scenes were still beautiful and "taboo," but everyone seemed... a little used to it? They even felt that with this "little brother" who could create terrifying and adorable weapons by the prince's side, this battle was inexplicably more confident!
It was a dark night, and inside the General's Mansion of Panshi Fort, the candles in the courtyard belonging to Prince Yong were still lit.
Prince Yong, who was cold and majestic in the conference room during the day and gave orders about state affairs, was now trapping the handsome young scholar between himself and the large desk.
"Brother Aye... the... the meeting is over... I... I'm going to sleep..."
Dongfang Yuning leaned her back against the cold edge of the table, with the man's hot and solid chest in front of her. The oppressive aura completely enveloped her.
She was wearing the moon-white men's suit, with her jade crown still on, which made her look even more fragile and indistinguishable between male and female. At this moment, she was like a lamb that had strayed into a wolf's mouth.
Nangong Ye rested one hand on the table beside her and raised the other, his calloused fingertips tracing her smooth jawline ever so slowly, finally pausing at the delicate Adam's apple. The men's stand-up collar concealed her true neck, but the slight bulge of the fabric at her Adam's apple held a unique allure. His eyes, as deep as the night sea, surged with an inextricable desire.
"sleep?"
His low, hoarse voice was like fine silk caressing my heart, with a hint of dangerous playfulness.
"Ning'er was in the meeting room today, wearing this men's attire, chatting and laughing with the generals. She looked so cool. This king saw... she was very fond of him."
His fingertips exerted a slight pressure, lifting her chin and forcing her to look up and meet his gaze. The candlelight flickered, casting ambiguous shadows on his cold and hard outline, and also reflecting the unconcealable panic and a hint of ignited shame in her eyes.
[118! Help! This man has started again! Does he have a special fetish for men's clothing?!]
Dongfang Yuning screamed inwardly.
System 118:
[Ding! Host triggers the 'Forced Love Scholar Limited Edition' plot! The prince is clearly not satisfied with your 'Jade-faced Young Master' look today! Danger index five stars! Suggest host... lie back and enjoy? (System plays "Dangerous Party" background music)]
"I...I wasn't joking! I was seriously discussing military matters!"
Dongfang Yuning tried to argue, putting her small hand on his chest, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
"Oh? Really?"
Nangong Ye leaned over, his hot breath spraying on her sensitive ears and neck, his thin lips almost touching her delicate skin.
"Then Ning'er, tell me, what were you thinking when General Zhao secretly looked at you? Hmm? And Lieutenant General Li, his eyes were wandering..."
His lips finally landed on her smooth neck, nibbling and sucking with a sense of punishment, leaving clear marks declaring sovereignty.
The warm tip of the tongue swept across the protruding "Adam's apple", causing her to shudder.
"Um...I didn't...Aye...don't..."
Dongfang Yuning felt weak all over after being kissed by him, gasping for breath. The hand that was against his chest lost its strength and she could only cling to his shoulders weakly.
The stand-up collar of the men's clothing was slightly rubbed open, revealing the fairer and more delicate skin underneath, which shone with an alluring luster under the candlelight, forming a strong visual impact with the moon-white brocade.
"To dress so ostentatiously..."
Nangong Ye's kiss gradually moved down, lingering on her delicate collarbone, his voice was unusually hoarse,
"Who do you want to be brothers with? Hmm? General Zhao? Or Lieutenant General Li?"
Every time he said a name, the pressure on his lips increased, trying to dispel and cover up all the covetous gazes.
He, he, he… He's really jealous! He's even jealous of Old Zhao and Old Li! 118! This man is hopeless!
Dongfang Yuning felt both embarrassed and annoyed, but her body honestly began to heat up and soften under his skilled teasing.
System 118:
[Ultimate Jealous King! Possessiveness is off the charts! Host, your men's clothing is a walking catalyst! I'm afraid this 'punishment' from the prince will last throughout the entire Battle of Rock Castle! (System Mark: Strawberry Mark Position +1)]
"No...no...I just want to be Brother Aye's...um..." Before she could finish her words, she was blocked by a deeper and more domineering kiss.
This kiss was filled with aggression and intense possessiveness, conquering the city and refusing to resist. All of Dongfang Yuning's protests and excuses were completely swallowed up, and he could only utter broken sobs, his consciousness floating in the vortex of passion.
As they kissed, the big hand that was on the table slid down, and with its scorching heat, it reached into the seemingly neat collar of the men's clothing.
The slightly cool fingertips touched the warm skin, causing an even more violent tremor.
"Aye...don't stay here...the desk..."
Dongfang Yuning's remaining sanity made her feel extremely embarrassed. This was the place where a military meeting had just been held during the day and was filled with maps and documents!
Nangong Ye paused slightly, raised his lustful eyes, looked at her blushing face and misty eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled. He suddenly exerted force with his arms and lifted her up!
"ah!"
Dongfang Yuning exclaimed and subconsciously wrapped her legs around his thin waist.
Nangong Ye held her in his arms and strode towards the large bed in the inner room. The candlelight stretched their shadows, casting them on the wall. The silhouette of the "jade-faced young scholar" being forcefully carried away by the tall man was full of taboo and charming flavor.
Layers of gauze curtains fell, isolating the private space. Clothes fell to the ground in a mess, the moon-white brocade tangled with the dark-colored prince's formal attire.
"Are we still brothers? Huh?"
Nangong Ye's low and hoarse voice sounded in the tent, accompanied by heavy breathing and an lingering smile.
"No...I won't do it anymore...Brother Aye...I was wrong..."
A soft and delicate pleading sound was heard, with a crying tone, and was quickly drowned out by deeper kisses and gasps.
The flickering candlelight illuminated the blurry figures tumbling and tangling against the curtains. Low sobs, gasps, tiny whimpers, and the man's suppressed groans intertwined, a scent of ambiguity spreading silently through the night.
System 118 had already turned on child mode, leaving only one line of comments:
[Ding! 'The Jade-Faced Scholar's Forced Love' scenario KPI completed! The Prince's 'Persuasive Education' effect is significant! Host's HP -10086! (System muted, "Lullaby" BGM playing)]
It was unknown how long it took before the noise in the tent gradually subsided.
Nangong Ye lay on his side, holding his wife, who was so tired that she didn't even want to move a finger, tightly in his arms. The moon-white men's suit that had caused trouble on her was long gone, leaving only the ambiguous red marks he left on her body, which were particularly conspicuous on her fair skin.
The jade crown had long been scattered, and her cascading black hair spread out on the pillow, forming an extremely tempting image with her rosy little face and misty and lazy eyes.
He lowered his head and kissed her sweaty forehead lovingly. His fingertips gently brushed away the hair stuck to her cheek. Looking at her peaceful appearance as she fell asleep in his arms, his heart was filled with great satisfaction and possessiveness.
What handsome young man? What brothers fighting side by side?
She is his wife, the only treasure in his heart, and the Ning'er he wants to protect with his life. Whether it is the delicate princess or the dashing "little brother", they can only belong to him, Nangong Ye.
He tightened his arms, holding her tighter in his embrace, his chin resting on the crown of her head, and slowly closed his eyes. Tomorrow would be the Battle of Black Rock City.
He will let everyone, especially those ignorant Fuying people, see that his Ning'er is not only a lucky star, but also a god who can dominate their destiny (in the form of cute weapons).
And he will be her strongest backing and sharpest sword, clearing away all obstacles.
As the night deepened, Rock Fort sat in silence, poised for action. Meanwhile, within the General's residence, the forbidden yet sweet drama of "forced love" between the domineering prince and his "jade-faced young scholar" had temporarily come to a close, waiting for even more dazzling "fireworks" to unfold on tomorrow's battlefield.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
