Following Yan Wu's words, Yan Chaoxi's thoughts involuntarily returned to her dream from last night, where, besides the bathhouse, there was also her and... a man.
A man who looks exactly like the person in front of you.
Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she widened her eyes in surprise. "You... how did you know?"
Yan Wu let out a soft scoff, his long, slender fingers sliding down her delicate face, lifting her chin. He no longer tried to imitate the Crown Prince's voice, using only his own deep, husky voice, "What do you think? Do you remember what the man in your dream was called? Was he really your Crown Prince?"
"Did he ever tell you his name? You've forgotten how you cried out his name in your dreams?"
Yan Chaoxi's heart pounded like thunder. She couldn't help but back away, but he grabbed her chin and she couldn't back away. She stammered, "Then... wasn't it a dream? Dreams are all fake."
"Fake? Then let me show you, and see what the difference is between your dream and reality?"
A powerful invasion swept over him, and Yan Wu lowered his head, taking the two full and alluring lips into his mouth without giving him a chance to refuse, grinding and nibbling at them with a teasing tone.
"Hmm..."
Yan Chaoxi reached out and kept patting his shoulders and chest, trying to make him stop. But she only received a more forceful and intense kiss from the man, as if he wanted to devour her mouth, fierce and ruthless.
Yan Chaoxi couldn't help but bite him, drawing blood before the man stopped. Seeing the blood on Yan Chaoxi's lips, making her naturally red lips even more vibrant and eye-catching, Yan Wu smiled with satisfaction and asked with a hint of malice, "Tell me, if the Crown Prince saw us like this, what would his expression be? Would he be surprised, angry, or would he want to kill us?"
"He won't kill me, but he might not be so sure about you, a weak and helpless little princess."
Yan Chaoxi shook her head helplessly and refused him, "Don't tell anyone! You live here, and you wanted to kill me the moment you saw me. It must be because you want others to find out about you. I promise, I won't let it slip."
"I will definitely keep my mouth shut and keep this secret to myself."
She held up three fingers as if making a vow, looking at Yan Wu pleadingly. She had just been kissed until tears streamed down her face, and now there were still half tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at him pitifully, trying to soften his heart.
Yan Wu had only meant to scare her with words, and seeing the little princess pretending to be calm despite her obvious fear, he felt a little pleased.
"Fine, you can leave now," he said, dismissing him.
"Oh." Yan Chaoxi turned around hesitantly, took a few steps and then looked back, took a few steps and then looked back again.
"You don't want to leave?"
Yan Chaoxi quickly shook her head, took a few more steps forward, and finally mustered up her courage to run back, lowering her head and stammering, "Could you take me back? It's too dark, and there are no lanterns here. I can't find my way."
Yan Wumo paused for a moment, then turned and walked ahead, saying, "Follow me."
Yan Chaoxi followed him excitedly. Yan Wu had long legs and could take long strides, quickly leaving Yan Chaoxi far behind. Yan Chaoxi struggled to keep up with him, and because she was walking too fast and couldn't see the road clearly, she tripped and fell flat on her face after only a short distance.
"ah!"
Yan didn't turn around and saw the little princess sitting on the ground in the darkness, hugging her foot and crying, "I twisted my ankle."
Yan Wu turned back and mercilessly mocked, "So stupid, I really don't know how you grew up. Did no one in the Eastern Qi palace eat you?"
"You're walking too fast."
"Can you still walk?"
Yan Chaoxi shook her head sincerely.
Yan Wu thought for a moment, then turned his back and squatted down. "Get on, I'll carry you back."
Yan Chaoxi obediently climbed onto his back.
This man may have a sharp tongue and poor kissing skills, but with proper training, he could be taken care of. He had really hurt her lips with his kisses just now, which is why she couldn't help but bite him.
Yan Wu carried the person back to Qingfeng Courtyard and brazenly escorted her into the house. Before entering the house, Yan Chaoxi took out her veil and covered her face again.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Bichun quickly bowed and asked in surprise, "Your Highness the Crown Prince? What happened to the concubine?"
"The concubine has twisted her ankle. Go and fetch the imperial physician."
It has to be said that Yan Wu's impersonation of the Crown Prince was truly convincing. Even Yan Chaoxi, if she hadn't already known that he wasn't the Crown Prince, would have been completely fooled by his demeanor and tone.
There was always a royal physician in the Crown Prince's residence on standby, so Bichun hurriedly ran out to find the physician.
Yan Chaoxi thanked him, "Thank you for bringing me back."
Yan Wu turned to leave.
"Wait a minute, I have something to tell you." Yan Chaoxi jumped up from her chair and ran over to him.
Yan Wu glanced down at her swiftly moving feet, "...Are you kidding me?"
Yan Chaoxi smiled sweetly, her eyes full of mischief, and tiptoed to offer him a kiss. This time she took the initiative, tentatively licking his lips lightly. Seeing that he didn't refuse, she gradually grew bolder and skillfully probed further.
Yan Wu's eyes darkened slightly. He understood immediately and could even apply what he learned to other situations. He quickly took the initiative, hooking her delicate tongue and entwining them in a passionate embrace.
After the kiss, they separated, their lips glistening with moisture. Yan Chaoxi, slightly out of breath, spoke in a sweet voice, "I'm not stupid. The moment I saw you, I guessed you weren't the Crown Prince. I guessed you and the Crown Prince were twin brothers?"
"Also, next time we meet, you're not allowed to kiss me like you did before, because it hurts my lips."
After saying that, she didn't even bother to see Yan Wu's reaction. She pushed him out the door and slammed it shut. "Go back now. Be careful the imperial physician comes later."
Yan Wu thought she was a weak and easily bullied cat, but he was wrong. He had provoked a cunning fox, and he couldn't help but laugh.
Indeed, if he were truly stupid, how could he have survived among the thirty or forty princes and princesses in the Eastern Qi imperial palace?
Bichun rushed back with the imperial physician, only to find the princess alive and well. She could only send the physician away in shock.
"Princess, where is the Crown Prince? Wasn't he just here a moment ago?"
"He's gone. My face isn't healed yet, so he won't stay overnight. Don't tell anyone about him coming over tonight, okay?"
Bichun nodded. "There are so many women in the Crown Prince's harem. If they knew that the Crown Prince had returned behind your back, they would definitely be jealous of you and would use all sorts of tricks to harm you! Don't worry, this servant can tell the difference between right and wrong and will definitely keep my mouth shut."
Yan Chaoxi nodded with satisfaction. She really was her good Bichun, who had even come up with a reason for her.
...
Back in the two simple rooms, Yan Wu lay on the cold bed, thinking of the soft lips he had tasted that evening—sweet, like they were coated with honey, almost addictive. And what did she mean by her last words?
She knew he wasn't Yan Huainan, yet she deliberately approached him. What was her purpose? And when she said "next time," did she mean they could kiss again next time? As long as she was gentle...
Realizing what he was thinking, Yan Wu quickly tried to stop the jumbled thoughts from flooding his mind. But the more he tried not to think about it, the more uncontrollably he couldn't stop thinking about it. In the end, he tossed and turned all night without being able to sleep, and got up at dawn with dark circles under his eyes.
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