Chapter 30 "My sister still hasn't told me why..."
With her wrist tightly gripped, Yan Jiarou was finally forced to regain a sliver of reason. Her body had just begun to feel a sense of pleasure when it was abruptly interrupted, which made her quite dissatisfied.
But after regaining her senses, she felt that she shouldn't have acted this way, and she didn't want to act this way either. She couldn't quite describe her feelings at the moment, only feeling wronged and upset. She looked up and glared at him resentfully, her nose tingling, and tears immediately fell: "Xiao Wenqi, what are you doing!"
Xiao Che was taken aback, and his tone softened unconsciously: "Why are you crying? I'm not being mean to you."
Hearing the commotion, Xiao Zhen'er hurried over. She initially thought the two had started arguing again, but when she got closer and saw Yan Jiarou crying with tears streaming down her face, her conscience immediately sided with her: "Ah... Jiarou, why are you crying?"
Then she turned to look at Xiao Che, her words carrying a hint of reproach: "Third Brother, she kindly served you tea, why did you bully her?"
Xiao Che laughed angrily: "I bullied her? Zhen'er, don't you see how wet your third brother's clothes are? It's all thanks to her."
Xiao Zhen'er merely glanced up at him perfunctorily and said, "Serving tea and water is originally the job of palace maids and eunuchs. Jia Rou has never done it before, so it's understandable that she didn't hold it properly due to her clumsiness. Why is Third Brother making such a fuss? Besides, the weather is hot, wouldn't it be cooler if she got wet?"
After saying that, he helped Yan Jiarou walk back: "Alright, alright, I originally wanted you two to reconcile today, but I didn't expect it to backfire. Staying any longer will only make things worse. I'd better take Jiarou back first. Third Brother, please do as you please."
Xiao Che: "…………"
He covered his forehead with his palm, and then shook his head and chuckled softly, as if he had thought of something.
He bent down and dusted off the remaining water stains. In this kind of weather, with the sun shining brightly, the water stains dried quite a bit in no time.
Everything that had just happened was still vivid in my mind.
There seemed to be a strange sensation lingering on my body.
Those soft hands gently caressed his body, and wherever they touched, sparks flew.
It can indeed arouse the unspeakable desires hidden deep in people's hearts.
Yan Jiarou was never the same as other women.
He did not reject any of her actions.
She could do whatever she wanted to him, so he was never angry at her actions alone.
However, there were some things he still needed to clarify.
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After walking away from Xiao Zhen'er, Yan Jiarou gradually regained her senses and became fully sober.
Recalling the scenes at the polo field, she felt her cheeks burning.
Good heavens, what on earth did she do to Xiao Che?
I was utterly humiliated and furious.
She probably won't have the face to see him again in this lifetime.
She never wanted to see him again; if she did, she would never be able to hold her head up in front of him.
But her body had long been inseparable from him...
What should she do?
While she was lost in thought, a hand suddenly appeared in front of her eyes and swayed from side to side. She then came to her senses and looked up to meet Xiao Zhen'er's slightly displeased face: "Jiarou, what's wrong with you? I'm talking to you, are you listening?"
She frowned and leaned closer to her with a suspicious look: "I feel like you've been quite restless lately. Is something on your mind?"
She naturally had her own worries, but she absolutely could not tell anyone else. When she was really suffering, she could only confide in Yingxue. As for Xiao Zhen'er, although she and Xiao Zhen'er had always been close, Xiao Zhen'er was, after all, Xiao Che's own sister. She was afraid that if she revealed anything to her, Xiao Che would hear about it and she would be in real trouble.
So he could only manage a forced smile and said, "No...it's nothing. Maybe it's just the summer heat that's keeping me up at night, so I'm naturally not very energetic during the day..."
“Is that so?” Xiao Zhen’er was simple-minded and did not doubt him when she heard this: “Tomorrow I will ask the people in the Imperial Household Department to send more ice. At night, I will place the ice chest by the bed and open the window. When the wind blows, it will bring a bit of cool air and make it cool. Although everyone in the palace has a quota of ice, Father has always doted on you and will definitely agree.”
Yan Jiarou nodded absentmindedly: "Okay... I understand."
Before they knew it, they had reached a fork in the road. Xiao Zhen'er stopped and turned to look at her, smiling slightly. "Alright, you look so distracted. You must not have slept well. Go back and get some sleep. I'm going back too."
Yan Jiarou nodded, and after they parted, she slowly walked towards Chenghuan Palace alone.
As she walked around the long corridor and passed a rockery, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and pulled her behind a Taihu rock.
My back was pressed against the artificial mountain made of Taihu stones, and the rough texture was a little uncomfortable.
Yan Jiarou was clearly frightened by this sudden turn of events; her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.
Her throat was so dry that she instinctively tried to call for help.
But the next moment, a tall and imposing figure suddenly loomed over her.
The scent of the newcomer forcefully invaded her nostrils.
Something deep within their body, etched into their very bones, awakened almost instantly at this moment.
Blood flow accelerated, and every bone and meridian in the body trembled.
The longing that had just been suppressed was stirring again.
Her body recognized who it was before she did.
That's... Xiao Che!
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The newcomer seemed to have seen through her intentions, and covered her mouth and nose first, saying in a low voice, "Don't shout, it's me."
Of course she knew it was him!
She glared at him, her mind a jumble of emotions. Perhaps she was angry that he had suddenly pulled her over and startled her, or perhaps she was annoyed that he had reappeared in front of her just when she had finally calmed down and was completely at a loss for how to face him.
She opened her mouth and bit his tiger's mouth hard to vent her anger. Xiao Che hissed, but wasn't annoyed. He just looked at her with a half-smile and slowly moved closer: "What, are you a dog?"
Yan Jiarou turned her head away, snorted, and said irritably, "You're a rabbit!"
Xiao Che raised an eyebrow, pinched her chin with two fingers, and turned her face towards him: "Oh, a little rabbit with sharp teeth."
Yan Jiarou was forced to look him in the eye. The entrance to the artificial cave was narrow, and the two were very close to each other. They were surrounded by tall pines and rare flowers, making it secluded and quiet.
The only sound was the rustling of leaves in the wind, which made the surroundings seem even closer.
Yan Jiarou could only hear her increasingly rapid breathing and uncontrollable heartbeat. She felt dizzy and could even feel the blood flowing faster in her veins.
Fearing she would lose her composure in front of Xiao Che if things continued like this, she desperately pushed against his chest, saying, "Xiao Wenqi, what are you doing...you...you let me go..."
Unfortunately, her feeble strength couldn't budge him at all.
"My dear sister, please calm down." He stroked her chin and smiled slightly. "I just have some questions to ask you. Once I've asked them, I'll let you go."
Yan Jiarou swallowed hard, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and her clear black and white eyes gradually welled up with tears: "Wh...what is it?"
"What did you say, hmm?" Xiao Che's breath tickled her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. Yan Jiarou bit her lip as she listened to Xiao Che whisper in her ear, "Why... why did you treat me like that at the polo field just now? Who taught you to do that?"
His gaze darkened slightly: "Xiao Jue?"
Yan Jiarou felt a bang in her head and a buzzing in her ears.
The Crown Prince? How could Xiao Che mention the Crown Prince at a time like this?
Since falling ill, she has been suffering immensely, having the same dream every night and being absent-minded during the day... During this time, the person she felt most ashamed to face was the Crown Prince.
She especially didn't want to be cornered by Xiao Che at the entrance of the artificial mountain, so close to him, surrounded and overwhelmed by his aura, and then hear him mention his name while she was feeling dizzy and mesmerized.
It was as if... even he had to remind her what she was doing... forcing her to question her own heart and confront the depths of her soul. A wave of guilt towards Xiao Jue surged up, making her feel ashamed. But clearly, it was all his fault that she had become like this!
She didn't want to face this kind of interrogation at all!
She looked at him, her chest heaving, and said only, "No! What does it have to do with him! Why are you bringing him up like that!"
Xiao Che was taken aback, seemingly surprised by her excitement.
He quietly scrutinized her, but found no flaws in her angry little face.
It seems he was indeed overthinking things.
Xiao Jue's feelings for Yan Jiarou were truly sincere; no matter what, he would never use her as a pawn.
He breathed a sigh of relief, a casual smile appearing on his lips: "Let's not talk about it. I never intended to mention him in front of you anyway."
The next moment, as if he had thought of something, his smile gradually turned into a playful one. His brown pupils, though light in color, revealed a deep depth in his gaze: "Since no one taught you, then everything you did at the polo field was entirely your own doing?"
Yan Jiarou swallowed hard, unable to decipher the meaning behind his words. She only knew that Xiao Jue needed to be singled out; she didn't want to hear his name again at this moment. "So what if...so what..."
Xiao Che's Adam's apple bobbed, and he moved closer to her, so close he could almost kiss her. "Is that so?" His voice was hoarse as his gaze lingered on her face, finally settling on her luscious red lips. "My dear sister, you still haven't told me why you treated me like that on the polo field?"
The Lanling people have stunning features, especially their eyes.
She was born with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, with slightly upturned corners, exuding a carefree and unrestrained air, yet also revealing a bewitching and sinister charm.
She looks at people with deep affection; her pupils are very light in color, clear and beautiful like glass, reflecting a pool of spring water rippling in her eyes.
Just looking at her with a slight smile makes one blush and their heart race for no reason.
No wonder people say the Lanling clan is a clan that brings disaster to the country; they are born with a certain talent.
Yan Jiarou looked away, feeling guilty at his question, and stammered, "I...how did I do that to you...I just didn't mean to..."
"Accidentally?" Xiao Che released his grip on her chin and slowly moved his hand down until it stopped at her waist.
His large hand completely enveloped her slender waist, gently caressing it through the thin fabric. His fair and long fingers, as if carved from jade bamboo, usually exuded an air of ascetic aloofness, but now they were secretly imprisoning her, making such a teasing and flirtatious gesture. The more he did so, the more alluring his lust became.
He pressed lightly on her lower back, her most sensitive spot: "Was it... an accident?"
"Ugh..." Yan Jiarou's eyes widened suddenly: "You... Xiao Che, what are you doing..."
"What did I do? I was just giving them a taste of their own medicine."
He leaned close to her ear, his breath hot against the skin behind her ear, his voice slightly hoarse with amusement, and said, "Sister, you haven't answered my question yet. Why did you treat me like that at the polo field just now?"
Yan Jiarou felt her head buzzing, her chest felt slightly constricted, and even breathing became difficult.
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