Si Jin chuckled: "Men are all creatures who think with their lower bodies; it's natural for them to lose their composure when a beautiful woman is in their arms."
As she spoke, she leaned slightly closer to Beitang Linyuan, her words carrying a pointed meaning: "And how much better are you than me?"
Beitang Linyuan was stunned, his heart burning even more with the arousal of Si Jin.
The young man, relying on his strength, hugged Si Jin tightly with one hand, forcing him to press against him.
The other hand slowly landed...
Beitang Linyuan's words carried a hint of smugness and threat as he continued to ask.
"Your Highness, why didn't you refer to yourself as 'this king' just now?"
Si Jin shifted slightly, seemingly uncomfortable, but didn't break free, knowing that today would likely be a day of fierce competition.
He continued, following Beitang Linyuan's words: "Excessively emphasizing one's status in front of one's lover is... um... meaningless..."
"Wait a minute."
He restrained Beitang Linyuan, cleared his throat, and called out to the coachman on horseback outside.
"Don't go back to the palace yet. Let's take a walk around the city. I want to enjoy the...night view of the capital!"
Si Jin almost gritted her teeth as she said the last two words.
The coachman, who was sitting on his horse, immediately replied, "Yes."
Slowing down, he closed the outer door of the carriage and, without anyone noticing, instructed, "Your Highness, it's getting a bit chilly at night. The carriage will be traveling fast when we go around the city, so please be careful and don't let the wind blow on you."
Having said that, he spurred his horse forward again.
The carriage sped off.
The clatter of hooves masked several sounds the prince wished to remain silent.
Beitang Linyuan leaned in and sealed Si Jin's lips with his.
After finally managing to release him, she whispered, "Your Highness..."
Remembering Si Jin's words that "one should not overemphasize one's status," the young master of the martial arts world, who was used to freedom, took the initiative to change his form of address.
"Respect, respect."
Si Jin felt herself being hugged tighter.
I heard him ask in my ear, "Is it okay to call you that?"
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When the carriage circled back to the Prince's Mansion, Beitang Linyuan had already taken advantage of the coachman's inattention and jumped off.
She then pretended to have just come from the mansion, helping the coachman lead the horse and welcoming Si Jin back to her room.
For some reason, what I did to Si Jin just now felt like drinking poison to quench my thirst.
I just wish I could be with him every single moment.
Make him only have eyes for you and a heart for you.
He followed behind Si Jin in accordance with etiquette.
I couldn't help but swallow every three steps.
He couldn't understand why Si Jin could be so calm, her walking posture unchanged, and even her hair perfectly in place.
So faint that no one could detect anything unusual.
Beitang Linyuan thought: Could it be that I am too young and lack self-control?
He took a deep breath and continued following.
He waited until all the servants and maids in the room had left before closing the door and blowing out the candles in the outer room.
With one arm around Si Jin's waist, he eagerly led her into the inner room.
He leaned against the wall and asked for a kiss again.
But only a moment later...
Si Jin was also driven to distraction by his flirting.
He simply reached out and threw the person onto the nanmu bed...
Beitang Linyuan suddenly realized what Si Jin was planning to do.
My nerves suddenly tensed up.
He immediately used his internal energy to turn over, his eyes gleaming with the predatory glint of a wolf hunting its prey.
He raised his hand and pressed two pressure points on him.
At the same time, his eyes were blindfolded with a brocade ribbon used to tie his hair.
Then, he suddenly pulled the person into his arms.
His eyes held an barely suppressed excitement.
Si Jin tried to resist, but her hands were already under Bei Tang Lin Yuan's control.
They can only vaguely perceive the world through other senses.
Beitang Linyuan seemed to have taken some wax.
Then, he blew out the candles.
Si Jin's vision darkened further.
But at the same time, there's a faint, sweet fragrance that wafts into your nostrils...
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