Chapter 204 Will You Love Me?
Xiao Jinghe's voice was low and choked with sobs, which made Yu Qinghuan feel sorry for him.
She sat back on the couch, raised her hand and patted Xiao Jinghe on the back, and said softly, "Even without me, there will be many people who like you."
He is the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace and will be the Son of Heaven in the future. As long as he is a good emperor, people all over the world will respect and like him. If he wants to be a good emperor, the first thing is that he cannot force himself as a commoner girl.
Xiao Jinghe shook his head and looked at her with a drunken look, a little aggrieved, "But I just want you to like me."
He is not stupid. Those people just like his identity as the prince. Without this identity, they probably wouldn't even look at him.
Yu Qinghuan remained silent for a long while.
Xiao Jinghe murmured to himself drowsily, "Father only has my second brother in his heart. He's almost dead... He gave my second brother military power because he's afraid I'll kill his good son. Haha."
"When I was ten years old, my second brother and I fell into the pond in the imperial garden. The palace servants rescued my second brother first, and my father also blamed me for running around with my second brother."
"I am also his son..."
His eyes gradually turned bloodshot, and he pulled Yu Qinghuan completely in front of him. The bulging veins on his neck trembled with sobs, and his pale lips asked uncontrollably:
"Why doesn't anyone love me? Am I so annoying?"
Yu Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat. Xiao Jinghe's experiences were exactly the same as his own experiences in the Yu Mansion.
Although they are blood relatives, they are not treated well everywhere and even died because of this in the previous life.
She knew Xiao Jinghe's current sadness too well. He must have suffered another blow tonight, which made him feel disheartened.
Thinking of this, Yu Qinghuan comforted him softly, "They don't love you because they are blind and blind, it's not your fault."
As she spoke, she pulled her hand out of Xiao Jinghe's palm, pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, "You are very good, how can you be annoying?"
A man who can easily give me tens of thousands of taels of silver is so pleasing to me.
Xiao Jinghe's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were moist, like a wounded cub, so fragile that it seemed like it would break at the slightest touch.
"...Then will you love me?"
Yu Qinghuan was stunned and remained silent for a while.
In her opinion, liking and loving are different. She likes Xiao Jinghe because he gives her a lot, and she also likes Xie Zhili because Xie Zhili is really good in that aspect, not to mention Mu Huaian.
Being cute means being loyal to the other person, even giving unconditionally, no matter what they do.
Yu Qinghuan felt that she couldn't do it. She would like anyone, but only wanted to love herself.
Seeing her silence, Xiao Jinghe felt a chill in his heart. He struggled to get up, mumbling vaguely as he hugged her waist, wanting to bury his face in her waist. The ending tone revealed a bit of grievance, "You really did lie to me."
Yu Qinghuan was a little overwhelmed by his embrace. She felt that this man was completely different from his usual self after getting drunk. He looked so aggrieved, just like the whimpering kitten in Cheng Gongjin's courtyard. He looked so pitiful that people couldn't help but want to care for him.
In fact, she did so. Her hand gently touched his head and soothed him, "How could I lie to you?"
Xiao Jinghe's Adam's apple rolled and his voice was hoarse, "Then just say you love me... half a sentence will do."
Don't try to reason with a drunk; it's just a matter of words.
Yu Qinghuan thought that he had often said such bluffing nonsense to Xie Zhili and Mu Huaian, and now Xiao Jingyi was no exception.
She raised her hand and gently stroked the trembling back of the person in her arms, "Your Highness treats me so well, of course I love you."
When Xiao Jinghe heard the word as he wished, his heart began to burn. He loosened his hands that were around his waist and looked up to find Yu Qinghuan. His hot lips rubbed across her chin, and with a strong smell of alcohol, he bit her lower lip and rubbed it, as urgently as a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood.
When Xiao Jinghe's hot lips, mingled with the smell of alcohol, came over her, Yu Qinghuan subconsciously held her breath. Just as she was about to reach out and push him away, she tasted a hint of saltiness and was shocked to find that he was crying.
She paused, hesitated for a moment, sighed, and stroked his trembling back, allowing him to pry open his teeth and advance straight in.
The kiss, influenced by alcohol, became more and more passionate. Before she knew it, Xiao Jinghe had already pressed her into the quilt, whispering over and over again, "Huanhuan..."
"I love you."
Yu Qinghuan tilted her head back and kissed his hot lips, responding to him with her lips and tongue, not letting his passion go to waste.
"Will you leave me?"
"......Won't."
"real?"
"Um."
After an unknown amount of time, Yu Qinghuan coaxed the drunk Xiao Jinghe to lie down, covered him with a quilt, and then lay down herself, responding intermittently to coax him to sleep.
The moon was setting in the west, and there was no movement on the couch except for the long breathing.
Xiao Jinghe, who should have fallen asleep, opened his eyes. His eyes were clear, without any sign of drunkenness.
He turned his head and looked at the woman in front of him who had coaxed him to sleep. His eyes were soft and he reached out to move her little by little in front of him and hugged her carefully.
Yu Qinghuan hummed vaguely, and the top of her head unconsciously rubbed against Xiao Jinghe's jaw. She found a comfortable position and buried her face in the crook of his neck.
Xiao Jinghe almost held his breath. Seeing her resting her head on his arm, he put his other hand around her waist and pulled her into his arms.
Smelling the faint fragrance of the person's hair in his arms, Xiao Jinghe even wanted to stay in this moment forever, because this was something he had never even dreamed of before.
Those words that could only be spoken when drunk at least proved that the woman in his arms still cared about him.
Although I don’t know how much of what he said is true.
...
The carriage drove quietly into the alley. The cold white moonlight sprinkled on the quiet alley, making Cheng Gongjin's figure look bleak. He put his fist to his lips and coughed several times in succession.
It was not until he entered the yard and smelled the familiar scent of medicine that his frown relaxed a little.
Guard: "Sir, the young master is still in the mansion, waiting for you to return."
Cheng Gongjin replied calmly, "Tell him not to wait tonight."
Guard: "Yes."
After washing up, Cheng Gongjin, with wet black hair and a slightly pale face, picked up the bowl of medicine that had long since cooled on the table and drank it all.
The night wind blew by as he lay in the rocking chair. His consciousness gradually became confused under the effect of the drugs. In the dim light he saw a figure slowly approaching him.
He struggled to open his eyes and finally saw the man clearly.
The woman squatted in front of him, rubbing her face against the back of his cold hand, her red lips slightly opening and closing: "Master Cheng, the night is long, may I serve you?"
As he spoke, the woman's soft hands gently caressed his body, climbing up inch by inch.
Cheng Gongjin's face was cold, but his eyes could not move away from the red lips in front of him, and he even gradually approached her.
The color of this place is alluring, like a fruit that invites picking. He has tasted it more than once...
The woman's cheeks flushed, her eyes seductive, she gently hooked her arms around his neck and pushed herself into his arms:
"Kiss me, but you have to help me."
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