The night was deep, but dawn had not yet broken.
The entire palace was eerily quiet.
Beitang Linyuan tiptoed into the pharmacy and came up behind Si Jin.
By candlelight, I gazed quietly at his face.
A moment later, he reached out and tied a knot in the brocade ribbon covering his eyes.
He slowly leaned down and sealed her slightly swollen lips with his.
With his disordered breathing, he awakened the gods who were not yet deeply asleep.
Si Jin regained consciousness, and her heart tightened instinctively.
Just as they were about to take precautions, they sensed a familiar presence.
The hand that was about to kill fell.
With her eyes closed, she occasionally let out a muffled groan, thoroughly arousing the illicit lover.
Beitang Linyuan was still young and had always been accompanied by swords.
When you first get close to someone, how can you resist such teasing?
Not long after, they changed positions.
He lifted Si Jin up and sat in Si Jin's original seat.
Then he placed Si Jin on his lap and held her in his arms.
But she refused to untie the blindfold covering his eyes and whispered a reminder in his ear.
"Your Highness, I learned in my martial arts training that if one cannot see, other senses will be amplified infinitely. Is that true?"
As he spoke, his large hand caressed the Fourth Prince's waist.
He blasphemed and caressed it meticulously.
Si Jin trembled slightly, restraining the mischievous hand, and gave a soft reminder.
"What a reckless wolf cub! Doesn't he know that insubordination is the same as deceiving the emperor, and he will be executed?"
If he had removed the brocade ribbon from his eyes when he said this, it might have carried a certain authority.
But now, it's clearly flirting.
Beitang Linyuan smiled, shook off Si Jin's hand, and continued his rebellious act: "But didn't Your Highness say that I should repay you with my body?"
As she spoke, she tightened her grip on the person she was holding: "This was all at the prince's own request."
While holding Si Jin tightly, Bei Tang Lin Yuan was also somewhat surprised.
After the Fourth Prince injured his right leg, his health deteriorated rapidly.
Rumors in the capital say he has become emaciated and is nearing the end of his life.
But now, he could clearly feel the smooth muscle lines even through the clothes.
Tempting, yet not exaggerated.
This made him unable to resist having some improper thoughts.
But how should men interact with each other...?
Beitang Linyuan couldn't figure it out, but his gaze fell on the prescription that Si Jin had placed on the table.
He looked down for a moment, then suddenly said, "One ingredient is missing."
Si Jin: ?
He took off the brocade sash and asked, "What?"
"Honey." Beitang Linyuan couldn't help but kiss him: "Your Highness has suffered too much in the first half of your life. You shouldn't have to suffer from the bitterness of medicine anymore. You should drink something sweet."
Si Jin praised, "Not bad, you're better at speaking than when we first met. Go and prepare your court attire, I'm going to court."
"Would you like me to help you change your clothes?"
“Yes, we need to.” Si Jin patted Beitang Linyuan on the shoulder, stood up, and led him to the room.
Autumn clothing is not complicated, consisting of a total of five layers, inside and out.
Despite it being a dewy morning, Beitang Linyuan changed his clothes, only to find himself drenched in sweat.
She just felt she shouldn't have agreed to help him change his clothes.
But when it comes to other people, they get incredibly jealous.
After finally helping Si Jin get dressed, Bei Tang Lin Yuan let out a heavy sigh of exhaustion.
He then pulled Si Jin into his arms: "Your Highness, I wish to become your personal bodyguard."
Si Jin retorted, "Aren't bodyguards supposed to be with you at all times?"
"But Your Highness, I wish to be closer to you, even closer than Ning Jue."
As soon as he said this, Ning Jue, who was preparing the carriage outside the mansion, sneezed.
Sniffing, he muttered, "I haven't caught a cold recently, so what's wrong?"
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