137 · Chapter 137
The bright yellow curtains hung low, and heat emanated from within, where bodies intertwined, filling the air with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Since Yan Jiarou came to serve him, the incense used in the palace has been changed to her favorite fruity scent.
The sweet, cloying incense wafted into my nostrils, the heat rising and making my head throb, my consciousness beginning to become hazy.
Xiao Che's handsome face was close at hand. His slender fingers twirled her disheveled black hair, and he picked up a strand, brought it to his nose, and sniffed it lightly. His voice was magnetic, almost coaxing, as he said, "Little Rabbit, help me, okay?"
He smiled slightly at her, a smile that was mesmerizing, his amber eyes particularly alluring, as he asked her so gently.
A wave of dizziness washed over me, and my body went limp, as if I had fallen into an invisible net. Gradually, I lost the strength to resist, and almost unconsciously, I nodded: "Okay..."
"Good girl." He kissed her forehead as a reward, and his hands gradually moved away.
A moment later, he contentedly wiped the water droplets that had dripped from his fingertips onto her rosy lips.
Yan Jiarou blinked helplessly, her eyes welling up with tears.
Xiao Che slightly curled the corners of his lips, leaned closer, and teased in a hoarse voice, "Little Rabbit, how come you're so... wanton..."
Yan Jiarou's beautiful eyes trembled, and she bit her lip gently, feeling wronged.
Xiao Che still wouldn't let her go, deliberately provoking her by asking, "Why are you secretly doing this behind my back again... hmm?"
Yan Jiarou's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, her cheeks flushed beneath the veil, so red it seemed they could bleed: "I...I didn't..."
"No? The bottom is practically overflowing, and you still say there's nothing?"
She turned her face away and said in a barely audible voice, "I...I don't know..."
"Don't know? How could you not know when you poured the water yourself?" Xiao Che pinched her chin, turned her face towards him, and raised an eyebrow slightly: "Tell me, was it on purpose? Was it on purpose that you poured so much water to seduce me?"
Yan Jiarou quickly shook her head, anxiously explaining, "No...it wasn't intentional..."
Xiao Che suddenly chuckled softly: "Fool."
His voice suddenly softened: "Of course I know you didn't do it on purpose."
"You just like me too much."
However, in no time, he became frivolous again: "Since it wasn't intentional, then it must be that you couldn't control yourself. I only caressed you a little, and you became so wanton, all muddy. Just now, as soon as I took your hand in, you bit me and wouldn't let me leave. Tsk, little rabbit, do you want me to sleep with you that much?"
Yan Jiarou looked at him with misty eyes, her gaze somewhat unfocused, her red lips slightly parted, but she couldn't utter a single word.
She really didn't know what to say. Whether she answered "intentionally" or "not intentionally," Xiao Che seemed to be able to evade her with a few words. She couldn't argue with him at all, so she simply stopped talking.
Seeing her like this, Xiao Che smiled and said, "Not saying anything? That means you agree."
"Since that's the case, then so be it."
The words had barely left her lips when Yan Jiarou's eyes widened in shock. Xiao Che had actually... just like that, without any warning...
So she couldn't help but cry out in surprise, but the sound, mixed with the dull thud of the pile foundation, quickly changed tone, the ending tone gradually softened, becoming delicate and lingering, like a cat's meow.
That's quite amusing.
Xiao Che curled his lips, becoming even more unrestrained.
...
After such a long time, Yan Jiarou finally became a pool of water again in Xiao Che's body. Time and again, the overwhelming pain accumulated until finally, every inch of her meridians and every bone in her body was drained. She couldn't help but cry out, "It's too much..."
She and Xiao Che were finally together again, truly.
Doing the most intimate thing in the world, a part of his body was being completely deleted... She could even clearly feel him... and the complete deletion...
Even the slightest word can reveal a fatal Zen principle.
She had the most intimate distance with Xiao Che in the world... no, there was no distance at all, which was even more captivating than physical intimacy.
Unfortunately, after the rain subsided, a thought vaguely rose in her mind: he thought she was "Yun Rong" and that's why he treated her this way. In other words, he actually did this to another woman... and she had to impersonate someone else in order to have a moment of pleasure with him.
My body was almost drowning in this endless sea of desire, yet a wave of sorrow welled up in my heart.
She thought this might be her retribution; she had hurt Xiao Jue so much, and now she had to suffer his revenge in this way.
In a sense, he had also "betrayed" her, but she had no right to accuse him, after all, she had once mistakenly killed someone.
Compared to the sins she committed against him, what he did to her was nothing.
As long as he feels relieved, what does betrayal matter?
Perhaps this doesn't even count as betrayal, since he stopped liking her a long time ago. He will never forgive her again, and he will never treat her as well as before, suppressing his true nature and suffering for her sake.
Lanling people are naturally lustful, and he is never short of women around him. There are always many women who come one after another. If he no longer likes her, he will naturally not force himself to remain chaste. Soon, he will be with other women.
Hadn't she already prepared herself for this?
But why did she still feel so sad when that day actually came?
Tears welled up from the corners of her eyes and silently disappeared into her hair.
Xiao Che paused, lowered his head to kiss away the tears at the corners of her eyes, his voice tinged with passion, carrying an indescribable hoarseness that was exceptionally alluring: "Why are you crying?"
He enjoyed teasing her, as if it were ingrained in his bones. Seeing that she didn't answer, he felt like teasing her again, chuckled, and said, "Shuang cried?"
Yan Jiarou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she turned her face away. She had no words to say and could not reveal the real reason, so she could only acquiesce.
Xiao Che's smile deepened, and he said in a hoarse voice, "What an honest and good boy. Well... let's do it again?"
...
The curtains swayed, occasionally revealing glimpses of alluring spring colors, enough to make one blush and their heart race.
After that, Yan Jiarou was in a state of great inner conflict. On the one hand, she longed for the tenderness with Xiao Che, which made her feel as if she had returned to the past, as if the two of them had never had any misunderstandings.
On the other hand, she knew perfectly well that Xiao Che treated her this way only because he thought she was "Yun Rong".
How ridiculous, in a way, she was actually jealous of herself.
How did she get to this point?
He's so depraved that he has to impersonate someone else to get into his bed.
She recalled the vicious and harsh words she had said to Xiao Che in the snow, in which she had called the people of Lanling the most despicable.
But now she's the one who's become despicable; perhaps it really is retribution.
But that was not her intention, and things went completely out of her control.
Now it seems too late. Xiao Che has already taken advantage of her several times. What's done is done. Is it too late to tell him now that he slept with the wrong person?
She dared not. She was afraid of angering Xiao Che, afraid that he would think she was scheming and doing this on purpose, and that he would hate her even more from then on. What could she do?
She struggled and hesitated repeatedly, unsettled about whether to speak up. In the end, Xiao Che couldn't resist and ejaculated inside her. When he realized what had happened, he asked her with a hint of regret, "Have you been wearing a contraceptive sachet lately?" He didn't realize anything was wrong at first.
He just blankly replied, "Yes...I'm wearing it..."
The contraceptive sachet, though originally belonging to Xiao Yan, was something Xiao Che specifically asked Xiao Yan for and gave to her. In her heart, it was something given to her by Xiao Che. Since Xiao Che's "death," she has worn it on her body, remembering him whenever she sees it.
Moreover, Xiao Che used to wear it to coax her, and he even added a few pleasant fragrances to it. She was already used to wearing it, so how could she easily take it off?
He knew that Governor Xiao Che made her wear a contraceptive sachet because he was afraid she would get pregnant at a young age.
He used to care about her too.
As for why he asked her now, she didn't have the mind to think about it deeply. Perhaps he ultimately looked down on "Yunrong" because she was just a lowly palace maid. He only used her to relieve his lust and didn't want her to get pregnant with his child.
If he looked down on her so much, why did she sense a restrained tenderness in his insatiable onslaught in bed just now? It was as if he didn't dare to go all out, afraid of hurting her?
This feeling was familiar... just like how he used to treat her.
He would also kiss her forehead.
If it's just about venting, why kiss her?
Is he this gentle with every woman in bed?
It's better not to think about it; the more I think about it, the sadder I become.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. She bit her lip hard, trying her best not to cry out loud.
After satisfying his desire, Xiao Che lazily pulled her into his arms and kissed her through her veil: "My good little bunny, come to me every night from now on and share my burdens, okay?"
Yan Jiarou was upset, but she didn't dare to say no, and only gave a soft "hmm".
Xiao Che smiled, took one of her hands, and placed it flat on his large palm. It was smaller than half of his hand, and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Such a small hand, so cute, so white and soft, as if it has no bones... Do you know the former Princess Qinghe? Her hands are somewhat similar to yours."
Hearing Xiao Che suddenly mention her, Yan Jiarou's heart skipped a beat. She lowered her eyelashes, trying her best not to show any surprise: "...I've heard of her."
Xiao Che observed her expression, then suddenly chuckled cryptically, and deliberately said, "Then you probably haven't heard that she has an affair with her own brother. Her brother, coincidentally, is the third son, and that is none other than me."
"I..." Yan Jiarou didn't know why he brought this up. A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and she stammered softly, "I...I really haven't heard of it..."
“I mostly meet her in secret, so it’s normal that you haven’t heard of her. She’s like you, with a soft, white body, skin like cream, and a wonderful feel to the touch. She’s also quite voluptuous…” But compared to you, he slowly caressed her, leaned close to her ear, and wickedly curled his lips into a smile: “Your breasts are still bigger.”
"But like you, you're a prodigal son, and you're very promiscuous. You were born to do my dirty work."
"Have you ever eaten a summer peach? Plump and juicy, it's just like her. She's white and soft, like a little rabbit. She looks harmless, but she's actually black-hearted. She's an ungrateful wretch. I fed her so many leaves and stems, but in the end she bit me. I hate her to the core."
He closed his eyes briefly, pressed his cheek against hers, and gently stroked her: "Compared to her, I still prefer you, little bunny. You have to be good and not make me angry, okay?"
"If you continue to be this good, I will spoil you."
Yan Jiarou's eyes trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes again. Xiao Che still loathed her, even going so far as to belittle her in front of other women and bring up their private matters in bed.
As expected, he didn't care about her at all anymore.
Her heart ached again, and she slowly clenched her fist, her nails digging deep into her palm.
Xiao Che caught a glimpse of the sorrow in her eyes out of the corner of his eye and knew that he had achieved his goal.
He just wanted to get revenge on her.
He had said it before: he kept her by his side only to humiliate her and get revenge on her.
And he has indeed done it.
The little fool was heartbroken for him; she thought he had slept with someone else, that damned "Yun Rong".
Ha, how could anyone in this world be so stupid?
She deserved to be deceived by him. He deliberately said those things to make her sad and upset. He would force her to sleep with him every night under someone else's identity so that he could completely humiliate her and vent his anger.
Seeing her so upset made me feel uneasy. I had just vented and should have felt good, but seeing her crying so sadly completely ruined my mood.
The sexual encounter, which he carried out with the intention of revenge and humiliation, did not seem to bring him the pleasure he had imagined.
In the following days, Yan Jiarou continued to wear a veil and assume the identity of "Yun Rong," climbing onto the dragon bed at night to "share Xiao Che's burdens," only stopping at midnight each time.
Over the course of a few days, she had lost a lot of weight. During the day, she was still "Yan Muxiao," and Xiao Che treated her as indifferently as before, but the meals he provided for her were now more nourishing, consisting almost entirely of medicinal dishes.
However, because she was preoccupied with her thoughts, she lost her appetite and still didn't gain weight.
She didn't know how long she would have to live like this.
She thought this secret would be discovered one day. She couldn't possibly sleep with Xiao Che under the identity of Yun Rong for the rest of her life. The day the truth came out would be the day Xiao Che completely rejected her. How would she face him then?
The night was long, and she could no longer bear the loneliness. Perhaps she should leave behind something desolate to console herself.
The best is alive.
Yes, Xiao Che's bloodline.
She wanted to have one of his children.
That way, even if Xiao Che completely abandons her in the future, she will at least have a child with him, a child in this world with his bloodline.
Having his child wouldn't be difficult; as long as she didn't wear a contraceptive sachet, she felt she could conceive in just one night...
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