Chapter 20 The Princess's Beloved Dog 6 The puppy is very well-behaved, please be kind to the puppy...
As the morning light shone through the windows of the dilapidated temple, Pei Heng went hunting in the mountains early in the morning. Yue Zhi had just finished packing her bags when she heard the sound of wheels rolling over gravel outside the door.
A magnificent carriage adorned with tassels stopped outside the temple. A servant lifted the curtain, and a young girl in a pale yellow brocade dress stepped out, her head full of jewels shimmering in the morning light.
Upon seeing Yuezhi, the girl rushed forward and grasped her hand, her voice choked with sobs: "Zhizhi! I heard you jumped off a cliff, my heart is breaking..."
Yuezhi was already tired of these high-ranking people coming uninvited, and silently withdrew her hand: "I'm fine."
"What's so good about it!" The girl looked her up and down, noticing her simple clothes, loosely tied hair, and red-rimmed eyes. "How can you, a woman, survive in this desolate wilderness? Why don't you come back to the capital with me and apologize to His Majesty? The marriage in Changxu Kingdom is still waiting for you."
Seeing that Yuezhi remained silent, she gently advised, "I know you feel wronged, but a woman must eventually marry. Marrying a prince is better than being kidnapped by bandits or being married off to some random peasant."
Yuezhi suddenly smiled: "Since it's so good, why don't you go and marry him?"
The girl fell silent instantly, a hint of annoyance flashing across her face, but she quickly put on a smile again: "Actually... your crown prince brother and I are about to get engaged. If the two countries fail to reach a peace agreement, he will personally lead the troops into battle... Can you bear to see your brother go to danger?"
"So that's how it is." Yue Zhi sneered, "This is your real purpose."
The girl, her thoughts exposed, froze on the spot.
Yuezhi recalled how the second young lady of the Prime Minister's family would always find excuses to come to the palace to play with her, but her eyes were always glued to the Crown Prince. If those three princesses hadn't been so arrogant, why would she have condescended to befriend the least favored fourth princess?
These people only seek her out when they need her, which is truly laughable. Yuezhi said no more, shouldered her bag, and nimbly mounted her horse.
"Wait!" The girl hurriedly chased after him, her jewelry jingling. "Where are you going?"
"Go where I need to go." Yuezhi pulled on the reins, and the horse galloped away.
A girl's exasperated shout came from behind: "What are you looking at? Hurry up and chase after them!"
Just as the carriage returned to the mountain road, a white shadow suddenly darted out from the roadside. A huge white dog, with a wild pheasant in its mouth, braced its four paws against the outside of the carriage. The moving carriage immediately lost its balance and overturned to the ground with a "bang".
Amid the maids' gasps, the large white dog landed lightly, leaving behind the weeping girl and panicked servants, and ran off in the direction Yuezhi had gone without looking back.
In no time, Pei Heng caught up with Yue Zhi, who had slowed down. With the plump pheasant still in his mouth, he ran like a rolling snowball, even faster than a galloping horse.
Yuezhi watched him wag his tail as if seeking praise, his bright black eyes, always sparkling with starlight, gazing at her, and suddenly smiled.
The gloom from before was blown away by the mountain breeze, and my heart felt warm and cozy, like a meadow warmed by the sun.
Pei Heng whimpered and gently tossed the pheasant onto her saddle.
"Haha, I know you're amazing." Yuezhi leaned down and rubbed his ear, laughing heartily.
The white dog ran happily ahead to clear the way, occasionally turning back to check if she was following.
The mountain road winds its way through the wildflowers.
The horse galloped lightly over the hills, Pei Heng like a snow-white cloud beside Yue Zhi. As they passed through the dense forest, sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows on them.
Upon reaching a hillside overgrown with wildflowers, Yuezhi decided to dismount and walk.
Pei Heng darted around in the sea of flowers, startling a few colorful butterflies. He chased after the butterflies for a while, then carefully bit off a bunch of pale purple wildflowers and ran to deliver them to Yue Zhi.
Yuezhi bent down to take the bouquet and kissed his fluffy cheek. Pei Heng's tail immediately wagged like a windmill, and he happily spun around several times.
Two days later at noon, the man and his dog arrived at the last town on the border.
Yuezhi led her horse into the city, with Pei Heng following closely at her feet. He warily observed the passersby, and his sharp, fierce eyes made several thugs who wanted to strike up a conversation back down.
Yuezhi entered the pawnshop, exchanged her last few pieces of gold jewelry for heavy silver coins, and then began a large-scale shopping spree.
"Twenty catties of white sugar, twenty catties of salt..." Yuezhi read aloud. As the shopkeeper weighed each item, she put it into Pei Heng's "bag." Pei Heng secretly opened the treasure pouch hidden in the bag and sucked all the goods inside.
They bought enough rice and flour to last two years, cured chicken, duck, sausage, and bacon, various seasonings, soft cotton cloth and ready-made clothes, sturdy boots, thick quilts... The treasure bag was like a bottomless pit; no matter how much they filled it, it was still light.
"I wonder if these daily necessities will still be available in the demon realm," Yuezhi muttered as she counted them, stuffing a few more packets of vegetable seeds into her pouch.
The sun was already setting when we left the city.
They found a hidden waterfall in the forest, behind which lay a spacious cave.
Yuezhi tethered the horse to a nearby spot with lush grass, while Pei Heng efficiently cleaned up the cave and lit a fire.
As dusk deepened, Yuezhi used her newly bought iron pot to cook a fragrant bowl of egg and vegetable porridge, and also stir-fried a plate of cured pork and bamboo shoots. The two ate around the fire, a quiet and warm meal.
"From now on, we'll settle down in the demon realm." Yuezhi gazed at the last rays of sunset beyond the water curtain.
Pei Heng grinned and said, "When we get back, we'll form a pact, and those annoying people won't be able to bother us anymore."
Yuezhi watched him eat with such gusto and laughed along with him. After being with him, happiness became so simple.
After the meal, Yuezhi felt that her period had ended. Seeing that the pool under the waterfall was crystal clear, she took off her outer clothes and walked into the water to wash herself.
Pei Heng cleaned up the dishes and sat obediently on the shore with his back to her, but his furry ears kept turning uncontrollably, catching every sound of water.
Seeing his expression of wanting to look but not daring to, Yuezhi couldn't help but chuckle: "Aheng, let's take a shower together?"
The white dog's eyes lit up instantly. It waddled over on all fours, jumped into the water, and swam happily toward her.
Amidst the splashing water, the white-haired, beast-eared youth emerged from the water, naked, his wet arms gently encircling her waist, lifting her from the water.
Yuezhi's white inner dress was soaked with water and clung tightly to her body, revealing her flesh-colored skin and beautiful curves.
Water droplets slid down her collarbone and disappeared into the barely visible cleavage. Pei Heng lifted her up to eye level with him, his gaze easily landing on her chest. His ears turned red and his mouth went dry, but he couldn't bear to look away.
"Have you seen enough?" Yuezhi smiled and tapped his forehead.
Pei Heng buried his burning face in her chest. Yue Zhi felt flustered by his scorching body temperature and gently pushed his shoulder: "Put me down first... I haven't washed myself yet."
Pei Heng reluctantly let go, his eyes still glued to her. Yue Zhi picked up the soap, lathered it up, and carefully applied it to his silvery-white hair. When her fingertips ran through his hair, she could feel him tremble slightly.
"Close your eyes," she whispered, scooping up water to rinse the foam off his head.
Next comes the broad back.
The muscles beneath her palms were firm and strong, taut slightly with her movements. Foam slid down her spine, accumulating into small puddles in her lower back. Yuezhi's hands trembled slightly. Although the pool water was cool, she felt as if tiny flames ignited wherever her fingertips touched.
When she reached his chest, she could clearly feel Pei Heng's breathing become heavier. The young man's body glistened in the moonlight, his chest muscles rose and fell with his breath, and water droplets trickled down the grooves of his abdominal muscles.
Yuezhi hurriedly wiped her hands twice and tried to stop, but Pei Heng grabbed her wrist.
"This hasn't been washed yet..." He guided her hand down to her waist and abdomen, his voice hoarse.
Yuezhi abruptly pulled her hand back and shoved the soap into his hands: "Wash the rest yourself."
"But you felt more comfortable taking a bath," Pei Heng said, blinking at her with a wronged expression.
Yuezhi gasped, barely suppressing the urge and excitement rising in her heart. She deliberately put on a stern face and said, "A man who can't even take a bath won't find a wife."
As soon as he said that, Pei Heng immediately took the soap and began to scrub it carefully, muttering, "I know how to wash, I'm really good at washing."
Yuezhi couldn't help but smile. While he was focused on washing, she quietly went ashore.
Her soaked inner skirt clung to her body, the chill making her shiver slightly. She wrung out the skirt, carefully dried herself with a cotton cloth, and changed into clean clothes.
As she sat by the fire drying her clothes, Pei Heng finished washing up. He lingered as he walked over, his silver hair dripping wet, his hands awkwardly placed between his legs, his skin flushed pink, and his cheeks burning red.
Yuezhi turned her head and handed him the cotton cloth: "Hurry up and dry yourself off, don't catch a cold."
The firelight flickered, casting swaying shadows on his muscular chest. The sound of cotton fabric brushing against his skin was soft and rustling, occasionally punctuated by his suppressed cough.
Yuezhi stared at the leaping flames, but she always felt that she could see the way his muscles twitched as he wiped his body.
"I'm done wiping," Pei Heng said softly, nuzzling his furry ear against her.
Yuezhi reached out and ruffled his fluffy hair, noticing that his ears were still burning. She chuckled softly and turned her half-dried inner skirt over.
Sparks crackled, casting the image of their intertwined figures swaying gently against the rock face.
Only the soft crackling of firewood remained inside the cave.
As night fell, Pei Heng tossed and turned on the straw mat he had laid out, making rustling sounds.
"Aheng?" Yuezhi turned over, her voice languid as she drifted off to sleep. In the dim light, she met his moist eyes. "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"
The young man let out a sob of grievance: "I can't turn back into my original form... I feel so hot."
Yuezhi reached out and touched his forehead, and sure enough, she felt a burning heat. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a certain spot that looked energetic, and remembering the skin that had been pressed tightly together in the pool a moment ago, she vaguely understood what was going on.
He whispered a suggestion to him: "How did you handle things like this before?"
“I don’t know, I’ve never felt like this before.” Pei Heng buried his burning face in the hay, his voice muffled. “I’ve never felt like this before I met you.”
Even during my maturation period, I've never felt this uncomfortable; I'm so hot that I can't revert to my original form.
The embers of the fire emitted a warm red glow. Yuezhi looked at Pei Heng lying beside her and suddenly remembered the words of that young lady: "A woman must get married. If she doesn't marry a prince, should she marry a country bumpkin?"
Whether she marries a man or a demon, whether she marries into wealth or a humble life, she wants to be in control of her own destiny. She would rather indulge in fleeting pleasure than use her body as a bargaining chip on someone else's chessboard.
She lowered her gaze slightly, her fingertips gently tracing the back of his neck, causing the young man to tremble violently.
"Are you feeling unwell?" she asked softly, leaning down to place a light kiss on his lips.
Pei Heng shuddered, and for a moment, he closed his eyes in blissful intoxication at the gentle comfort, before forcing them open again: "I promised you I wouldn't think about that..." But his voice trembled at the end.
Yuezhi chuckled softly, her palm slowly sliding down his waist. The young man immediately let out a soft whimper like a small animal, and suddenly rolled over, trapping her beneath him.
He was panting heavily as he leaned over her, his silver hair falling and brushing against her cheek. His clear eyes were now veiled in mist, filled with helpless longing.
"I...I don't know what to do..." His voice was terribly hoarse.
Yuezhi raised her hand to touch his burning cheek, her face flushed, and she murmured, "This is my first time too."
Her fingertips gently traced the line of his taut jawline. She looked up and met his gaze directly into the desire within his eyes, coaxing him with a hint of soothing guidance, "So you have to be good, take it slow, okay?"
Pei Heng nodded hurriedly, his silver hair brushing against her collarbone.
He tried to kiss her again, but he was too eager and bumped his teeth.
Yuezhi chuckled softly, guiding him to re-fit.
The kiss was long and wet. He awkwardly imitated her rhythm, savoring the taste without any instruction. His large hands clumsily untied her clothes, and when his fingertips touched the delicate skin of her waist, they both trembled slightly.
"Princess..." he mumbled between breaths, his nose brushing against her flushed cheek.
Her shapely figure was revealed through her open collar, and Pei Heng's breathing suddenly quickened, his body tensing up.
Yuezhi grasped his trembling hand and placed it on her chest. A suppressed sob escaped the young man's throat, and his eyes welled up with tears.
The sound of the waterfall came through the stone wall, like a nocturne played for the two of them.
The night is long, and no one sleeps.
Pei Heng's wet nose brushed against Yue Zhi's neck, and his hot breath made her shiver slightly.
"Princess, this feeling... is so strange... but I like it so much..." he mumbled, his lips awkwardly kissing the corner of her lips.
Yuezhi tilted her head back, amused by his obedient yet anxious appearance. She ran her fingertips through his silver hair, her voice muffled: "Didn't you promise to take it slow?"
“Take it slow…” he muttered aggrievedly, slowing his movements.
His tongue traced the shape of her lips, like a puppy licking its beloved treasure. When he kissed her earlobe, he heard a soft moan escape from the person beneath him, and immediately wagged his big tail proudly.
"The princess is so cute, so beautiful, so soft... I love the princess so much..." he murmured repeatedly in her ear, his voice as sweet as honey.
Warm palms gently stroked his back, lingering on the lower back.
Yuezhi's initial intention to indulge him was gradually aroused into a real desire. She deliberately pinched the base of his tail near his coccyx, and the young man immediately let out a puppy-like whimper, but buried his flushed face even deeper.
"Good girl." Her hoarse words of comfort were abruptly cut off by a kiss.
Their lips were deeply captured, and their embracing figures sank into the haystack, with only the soft rustling of their clothes and their restrained breathing remaining in their ears.
Yuezhi, panting slightly, pushed him away a little, her fingertips touching his heaving chest: "Wait..."
Pei Heng hurriedly kissed the corner of her lips, his silver hair entwining around her fingertips, "Princess, please be gentle with me, I'm being very good..."
He was both awkward and adorable, fierce yet gentle. Yuezhi was at a loss for words, unable to stop him or control herself.
In the youthful mountains, beneath the cascading waterfall, a faint glimmer of light shines through the cave.
The young man and woman, clumsy yet earnest, try to express their love for each other. Without rules or constraints, without the witness of heaven and earth, they are driven by the most primal desire and instinct to possess each other, clinging to each other to the death.
In the most out-of-control moment, they embraced tightly.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com