Chapter 35 Actually, with just a little attention, you'll find...
Yan Jiarou tiptoed and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him urgently and impatiently.
Actually, if you pay a little attention, you'll notice the strangeness of this kiss—
It was less like she was kissing him and more like she was sucking and licking the wound on his lips.
At that moment, Xiao Che was completely immersed in an extreme excitement and ecstasy, and did not notice anything else.
According to the custom of the Wei royal family, fireworks were always set off during palace banquets.
However, the palace banquet had ended by then, and the fireworks display had long since faded.
But before Xiao Che's eyes, it was as if countless fireworks were blooming in competition, with streaks of white light flashing past, extremely dazzling.
At this moment, love, like fireworks filling the sky, bursts forth in a cacophony of sound.
There is nothing more wonderful in this world than mutual love.
Nothing is more joyful than the fulfillment of a long-cherished wish, and the realization that the beloved also loves you.
Yan Jiarou was just as excited as Xiao Che at this moment, but it was because her addiction and cravings were being greatly satisfied—every inch of her body felt nourished and soothed, and she felt an indescribable pleasure, as if she were floating in a fairyland.
It felt so good... Every inch of my body was trembling uncontrollably from tasting Xiao Che's blood.
She nestled in Xiao Che's arms and let out a satisfied sigh.
This taste is unforgettable once you've experienced it.
She had a vague feeling that her threshold might have increased again after tasting Xiao Che's blood this time.
After this, Xiao Che's aura will probably no longer be enough to soothe her.
Thinking about it this way, things seem to be getting increasingly out of control.
Although she temporarily achieved ultimate satisfaction, she would never be able to live without Xiao Che's blood again, which was tantamount to drinking poison to quench her thirst.
How is her current behavior any different from that of drug addicts in the streets?
She knew that what she was doing was definitely wrong.
But since things had come to this, she couldn't care less about anything else.
Reason does not always prevail over desire.
She could never give him up—his scent, his warmth… even his blood.
She nestled in his arms, breathing softly, trying to calm the lingering effects of the previous encounter.
Once the craving is satisfied, reason gradually returns.
She finally remembered what she had done.
Unlike before, when she would act as if she were going to die if she lost face in front of Xiao Che, feeling that she had no face to live in this world, this time, after doing such a huge disgraceful thing, she was strangely calm.
They've mostly given up, feeling like they've already reached the end of the road, their hearts are dead, and they're numb.
Unfortunately, it was only her heart that died, not her body. Although her mind wasn't working very well, it could still function.
So she couldn't help but wonder how she should bring it up with Xiao Che next.
She dared not speak; she remained nestled in Xiao Che's arms, not daring to move an inch.
She didn't know how to face him or explain her actions to him.
However, what is bound to happen will eventually happen.
Xiao Che placed one hand on her waist and the other slowly caressed her cheek. He lowered his head, resting his chin on the top of her head, and suddenly hugged her tightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Yan Yan,"
This was the first time she had heard him call her that.
It was the first time I had ever heard his voice tremble like that, as if he was trying his best to restrain something, or as if he had suddenly acquired a rare treasure, and he was in disbelief, anxious and afraid that such a precious thing would vanish in the next moment.
So, with a hint of cautious trepidation, she tentatively asked, "You like me too, don't you?"
Yan Jiarou's heart skipped a beat.
She didn't understand why Xiao Che had become so strange, but she vaguely realized that she seemed to have made a huge mistake.
Xiao Che mistakenly thought she liked him...
However, also?
What does “也” mean?
Yes, there are many women who admire him. Since he misunderstands that she likes him, it is natural to use the word "also".
Yan Jiarou's mind was in a mess, and her heart was in turmoil as well.
But she knew that some things had to be faced and some things had to be said.
She took a deep breath and finally looked up to meet his gaze.
She was about to speak when she froze the moment she looked up.
She met Xiao Che's eyes.
How should I describe it?
She had never seen Xiao Che's eyes so bright.
Those eyes, shaped like peach blossoms, with light brown pupils, were indescribably beautiful, clear and transparent like glass, yet they looked at her with such sincerity and passion.
It even carried a faint hint of pleading hope.
It makes it impossible for one to say anything heartless.
For a moment, she forgot how to begin.
Yan Jiarou closed her eyes, trying her best to avoid Xiao Che's influence on her. With a determined heart, she finally said the words that she had already rehearsed twice: "Xiao Che, I... I don't like you."
Once the first part of the sentence is spoken, it becomes much easier to say the rest.
But she didn't dare look him in the eye, and could only turn her head away and whisper, "You should know that I've always loved the Crown Prince..."
"I liked him before, and I will only like him in the future, without any other thoughts. So... so I won't like you. I know you hate me too. Just now... if I did anything that caused you to misunderstand, it's better to explain now, it'll be better for both of us..."
Finally finished speaking... Yan Jiarou quietly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a great weight lifted off her shoulders, and finally loosened her tightly clenched hands.
The saying goes, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate." She had done everything she could, and now she could only pray that Xiao Che would not hold it against her and would pretend that nothing had happened...
This is naturally the best outcome, but she can't help but worry that after this experience, she might become addicted to Xiao Che's blood. How would she deal with that then?
But this is something that may not happen in the future, so to start worrying about it now is just being overly pessimistic.
Moreover, after tasting Xiao Che's blood, her pent-up desire of many days was finally satisfied. Now, her body felt so good that she had the illusion that her strange illness had been completely cured.
So she became even more reckless—after all, she wouldn't need his help in the future.
At worst, this incident will make him dislike her even more, so what? He didn't like her anyway.
Just as I was lost in thought, Xiao Che's voice suddenly came from above, as cold and icy as if it had been quenched in ice—
"What did you say?"
Although it was only four words, each one was deliberate and carried a heavy, imposing weight.
Yan Jiarou was inexplicably startled.
Xiao Che suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh.
How ridiculous.
Just moments before, he was overjoyed by Yan Jiarou's kiss, thinking that his long-cherished wish had finally come true.
But the next moment, her words, "I don't like you," made him clearly feel for the first time what it felt like to have his beautiful dream shattered.
I don't like you; I've only ever liked the Crown Prince.
Such a seemingly insignificant remark felt like a slow, agonizing torture to him.
It was like being doused with a bucket of ice water in the dead of winter, leaving him feeling chilled to the bone.
Xiao Che closed his eyes tightly, pinched her chin with his fingers, and lifted it slightly, forcing her to raise her head: "Then what did you do to me just now?"
He was filled with murderous intent, staring intently at her, and gritted his teeth as he said, "Yan Jiarou, are you playing me?"
"I……"
Yan Jiarou's eyes darted away. Knowing she was in the wrong, she felt extremely guilty. Faced with Xiao Che's questioning, she didn't know how to defend herself and could only stammer, "It's...it's all just a misunderstanding..."
"Misunderstanding? Picking up my hairpin by Taiye Pavilion was a misunderstanding; speaking so confidently to the Empress Dowager in Anren Palace that I couldn't marry someone else was a misunderstanding; and now, kissing me here is also a misunderstanding? Ha, Princess Qinghe, you have far too many misunderstandings."
He gripped Yan Jiarou's chin, his fingers tightening slightly: "I'll only ask you one question: if you don't like me, why did you kiss me?"
"I..." Yan Jiarou bit her lip, but couldn't say a word.
She didn't understand why Xiao Che had to be so aggressive.
Why can't we let her off the hook this time like we did before?
Since she wouldn't explain, she must have her reasons. All he needed to know was that she didn't like him, and that was enough.
If we force her like this, what can she say? She can't possibly reveal her strange illness, can she? Even if she did, would he believe her?
She was used to arguing with Xiao Che, and her way of getting along with him was always to shift the blame onto him. She didn't want to mention her strange illness, nor could she face her own weak will and how easily she was bewitched by him, so she could only escape by pushing all the blame onto him: "So what if I kissed you... Does kissing you necessarily mean I like you... Clearly... Clearly you seduced me!"
Xiao Che was stunned, seemingly not expecting her to say such a shameless thing. He was so angry that he laughed: "I seduced you? Tell me, how did I seduce you?"
Need I say more? He just stood in front of her, doing nothing, yet his every breath was an act of seduction.
It was indeed easy to shirk responsibility, and once those words were spoken, I felt a sense of relief and even gradually began to believe them myself.
The more she thought about it, the more convinced she became, and she blurted out, "What's so strange about that? Your Lanling clan is inherently..."
He was speaking halfway through when he noticed Xiao Che's face turn deathly pale. Realizing something was wrong, his arrogance vanished instantly. He grabbed Xiao Che's sleeve in a flustered manner, a rare hint of guilt appearing on his face: "Xiao Wenqi, I...I'm sorry, I didn't...I didn't mean that..."
Damn it, the people of Wei often say that the people of Lanling are lowly because of their stunning beauty, which can arouse people's unspeakable desires. Beauty makes people lose their minds, hence the saying that they bewitch people's hearts.
When this is mentioned, it is never a compliment to the people of Lanling, but rather a sign of contempt and disdain from those in power towards a foreign race.
She knew perfectly well that Xiao Che hated it most when people mentioned this.
She had always thought this way, and she never meant to belittle it. She was simply amazed by the wonder of the Lanling people's bloodline, which could produce such stunning appearances.
But once those words were spoken, they completely changed their meaning, and even her tone just now was no different from that of an ordinary Wei person.
She has always strongly disagreed with those slanderous and derogatory remarks... so why did she blurt them out today...?
In fact, she knew that Xiao Che had not seduced her at all. If he had intended to seduce her, things would not be like this now.
She admitted that she was a coward; she couldn't face the mistakes she had made, so she could only subconsciously shift the blame to Xiao Che.
Xiao Che finally let go of her in despair.
A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips as he sneered, "Are you satisfied now? Who did Princess Qinghe lose this bet with, that she came here to humiliate me like this?"
"Congratulations, you've finally made me lose even the last bit of interest in taking revenge on you."
"As you wish, I'll let you go."
He glanced at her one last time and said coldly, "Go away. I never want to see you again."
——
After returning home, Yan Jiarou burst into tears for some reason.
She didn't really want things to turn out this way; she seems to have made things worse.
She didn't know why things had turned out this way.
For the next few days, she was not in a good mood, and even the thought that her strange illness was cured did not make her very happy.
Fortunately, she was always carefree, and after a few days of being in a daze, her mood gradually returned to normal.
Anyway, she and Xiao Che have never gotten along. Last time, it only made their relationship worse. Even without what happened last time, their relationship wouldn't be much better.
That's it. Thinking about it too much is pointless and only causes unnecessary trouble.
Once she understood this, she felt relieved.
The strange illness hasn't recurred for several days, so I think I've fully recovered.
Just when she thought her life would get back on track, something unexpected happened.
—The strange illness that had not flared up for a long time has relapsed, and this time it is more intense and severe than ever before.
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