Chapter 44 Are you afraid that I will eat you?
"Have you learned to choose where to kneel?"
Xiao Nanyan looked at the graceful figure not far away. Her moon-white flowing gauze skirt was piled up like clouds in the light and shadow of the carriage. Her snow-white skin was half covered by her black hair, leaving only the green jade pendant on her ear that emitted fragmented light.
"This servant... dare not!"
Her fingers curled under her sleeves, tightly grasping the edge of her skirt, her knuckles turning white like broken jade.
Xiao Nanyan leaned down slightly, the corner of his black clothes brushed across her hair, and the scent of cold plum blossoms blew in her face:
"Are you becoming even more ungrateful?"
His long fingers lifted her chin, forcing the face hidden by her hair to rise.
The jade earrings jingled against his python-patterned cuffs, and amidst the jingling sound, he saw the stubbornness surging in her eyes. In a trance, he gradually realized that she was the same girl who had fought for food with vicious dogs on the street eight years ago.
"Kneel down!"
He suddenly let go of his hand, and his sleeves fluttered like a black flying bird.
The carriage started slowly, the sound of horses' hooves galloping and wheels rolling over stones fell on her. The scent of sandalwood in the air was ambiguous and sticky, making the small carriage feel even more cramped for no reason.
She bent down so low that her black hair almost fell on the fox fur carpet, but she heard a sneer from above her head:
"He's so stubborn, it seems like he was born just to kowtow!"
When the morning sun streamed in through the car window, her legs were so numb that she was almost losing feeling. The car was so quiet that she could hear the sound of floating leaves falling from the teacup.
Suddenly, she felt a tightening around her waist, and was pulled into a cold and fragrant embrace.
Xiao Nanyan's fingertips were picking at the pearl-studded silk belt around her waist:
"Are you afraid that I will eat you?"
He chuckled softly into her ear, his warm breath gently brushing across the woman's delicate, white, jade-like earlobe, stirring up ripples.
"If you like kneeling so much, my legs are harder than a fox fur blanket."
Xiyan's face suddenly turned red, as if she had applied a layer of rouge, her skin was as white as snow and her face was as beautiful as spring, alluring.
There was a flame dancing gently in Xiao Nanyue's eyes. He slowly leaned over and stroked her cheek with his thumb.
When their eyes met, the man's eyes were filled with charm, and the woman's eyes were filled with anger. In just a moment, the cherry lips that breathed as sweet as orchid were covered by the man as if invading.
The kiss deepened, the desire arose again, and the clothes were undone. Only the disordered breathing of the two and the suppressed moan of the woman were heard, like jade falling on a pearl plate.
The carriage turned past Xuanhua Gate, rising and falling. Xiyan, from the corner of her eye, stared at the fragmented light reflected by the jade pendant on his waist. Suddenly, she remembered the evening primroses in front of her house, which bloomed to their utmost at dusk, just like the surging tide of desire in Xiao Nanyan's eyes at this moment...
Outside the carriage, Han Xiao sat upright on his horse, his eyes not looking to the side, but a trace of loneliness gradually emerged on his young and handsome face.
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We finally arrived at the Yandu Imperial Palace.
The carriage stopped at Zhengyang Gate and all the horses and men stopped.
"Your Highness, no carriages or horses are allowed in front. Please use a sedan chair to enter the palace!"
"Um!"
The person in the carriage responded faintly, and soon, the sound of someone tidying up clothes was heard. Then, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and Xiyan, holding up the hem of her skirt, got out of the car first.
Her delicate cheeks were flushed and her almond-shaped eyes were misty, which made her look even more beautiful.
Han Xiao's gaze swept across Xiyan's slightly disheveled face, and was suddenly caught by the shiny white object on her neck.
Xiyan lowered her head following his gaze and suddenly remembered that when they took a break from making love in the carriage just now, Xiao Nanyan actually hung a jade pendant around her neck.
The evening primrose flower pendant, carved from mutton-fat white jade, still retains the warmth and dampness lingering in the veins of its petals.
The tips of her ears suddenly turned red, and she tucked the jade pendant into her clothes in a panic.
Han Xiao's eyes darkened, and he coughed awkwardly, pretending not to see anything.
At this moment, the curtain of the sedan chair rose again, and the dark python-patterned court robe swept across the shaft. Xiao Nanyan tapped the bluestone slabs with his toes and slowly stepped down from the carriage. Despite the bumpy ride, he felt refreshed and satisfied.
Xiyan didn't dare to meet his gaze and quickly turned her face away.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
A palace gate guard pulled the carriage to the side road.
Xiao Nanyue turned around and brushed away the wrinkles on the corner of his robe, his fingertips inadvertently brushing across the silver bell on his waist: that was the imperial bell that Xiyan had pulled off when they were in the carriage just now.
Xiao Nanyan looked up at the layered halls in the distance. The golden glazed tiles were shining, and the flying eaves and brackets were magnificent.
He glanced at the pretty girl with a blushing face beside him, and thought of her biting her red lips and whimpering softly under him just now, and he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips slightly.
"Let's go!"
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