Liu Yan supported his hands beside her ears, looking down at him, as if he was a king inspecting his territory. His awe-inspiring aura made her hold her breath. Liu Yan's half body weight pressed on her, and his scorching body temperature was transmitted through the thin clothes. Mu Zhuohua shivered like a ball of snow that had been melted.
"Prince, get up, it hurts..." Mu Zhuohua trembled.
Liu Yan's breathing was heavy and his body was very hot. Hearing Mu Zhuohua's words, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Where does it hurt?"
Mu Zhuohua stammered: "My lower back hit the bed."
Liu Yan's right palm squeezed between Mu Zhuohua's lower back and the bed board, tightly pressed against her slender and soft waist and kneaded it, whispering: "Good boy, it doesn't hurt anymore..."
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Mu Zhuohua was stunned for a moment, and then "rubbed", and the whole person burned as if on fire. The warmth of Liu Yan's palms ironed the skin on her waist. He rubbed it lightly or heavily. A tingling sensation spread from the tailbone, making Mu Zhuohua's body half limp.
"Your Majesty..." Mu Zhuohua supported her hands on Liu Yan's chest, but she didn't have the strength to push him away.
Liu Yan's hands left her lower back, rubbed Mu Zhuohua's cheeks, and moved to behind her ears and the back of her neck. He frowned slightly, as if he wanted to take a closer look at Mu Zhuohua's face. Mu Zhuohua looked at the man's eyes so close at hand in a daze. The next moment, Liu Yan's thin lips kissed her with scorching heat.
Mu Zhuohua was stunned for a moment, and looked at Liu Yan's dark and deep eyes, which were so close to her. Something in her chest was hitting violently. Liu Yan raised his chin slightly, and rubbed and sucked her soft lips in a slightly clumsy way. The two hot bodies overlapped tightly, and a hoarse and seductive moan came out of her throat.
No, that's not right...
Mu Zhuohua's pupils shrank, and she used all her strength to break free from Liu Yan's shackles, rolled off the bed, and sat on the ground. She covered her lips in fear, and the wetness and numbness on her lips told her that everything just now was true.
Mu Zhuohua didn't care about what to say anymore, and hurriedly got up from the ground and turned to run away.
Mu Zhuohua's mind was in a mess. Even if there was an accident during the palace examination, she was not as at a loss as she is now.
Mu Zhuohua covered her cheeks, and the cool night breeze couldn't blow away the heat on her face.
This was simply drunken promiscuity... right? He didn't even know who she was, right? He would probably take a stab at anyone, right? It was probably because Yelu Zhen had done something inappropriate to him that had provoked her, and she was the innocent victim...
Mu Zhuohua took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, but was frustrated to find that she couldn't do it.
A'niang said that women become stupid when they fall in love, but she hasn't fallen in love yet. She was just kissed forcefully, so how could she become stupid?
Mu Zhuohua lay in bed, tossing and turning all night, half asleep, half asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she saw the image of Liu Yan pressing on her, which made her whole body hot again. Her eyes were wet, and she bit the quilt and hummed.
Turn to the left and think: He is so hateful!
Turn to the right and think: He is so handsome...
The next day, Mu Zhuohua went to see Liu Yan with great trepidation.
Liu Yan had gotten rid of his drunken state from last night, put on a new set of clothes, and looked refreshed again. Seeing Mu Zhuohua's tired face, he asked with concern if she hadn't slept well. Mu Zhuohua didn't want to pay attention to him, and snorted as an answer.
It seemed that Liu Yan didn't remember what happened last night at all, which made Mu Zhuohua relieved, but also held her breath - the instigator felt at ease, but she had to suffer mental torture, so unfair!
There was really no place to reason!
After returning to Dingjing, Liu Yan gave the depressed Mu Zhuohua a day off, and asked others to accompany Yelu Jing and take the Beiliang delegation to visit Dingjing. Mu Zhuohua breathed a sigh of relief, bowed, and said goodbye to Liu Yan and went back home. Liu Yan was used to Mu Zhuohua's flattery and fawning, and suddenly saw her with a world-weary face, and couldn't help but feel a little confused and worried, thinking that she had been wronged somewhere.
Mu Zhuohua was in a mess. She was thinking about the people of Beiliang for a while, and then about Liu Yan's drunken promiscuity. Her self-proclaimed smart head swayed from side to side, but she couldn't figure out anything, let alone notice Liu Yan's concern for her.
Mu Zhuohua returned to her home in the back alley of Zhuque. Guo Juli was washing and drying bedding. When he saw Mu Zhuohua coming in with a gloomy face, he was immediately startled. He put down the things in his hands and walked forward: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why do you look so bad?"
"Nothing." Mu Zhuohua pulled the corner of her mouth and strode into the house. "Prince Ding gave me half a day off and asked me to come back and rest."
"Miss, are you hungry? I'll cook something for you?" Guo Juli chased Mu Zhuohua into the house.
Mu Zhuohua waved her hand and said, "I can't eat. I have something to think about. Don't disturb me."
Mu Zhuohua said as she walked into the study and closed the door with her backhand, leaving Guo Juli with an inexplicable and worried expression on his face.
"Miss...are you having your period?" Guo Juli frowned and muttered, "It's not the right day..."
Mu Zhuohua walked to the desk and stood down. After a moment, she picked up the paper and pen. Her mind was a little confused, and she had to use external objects to sort out her thoughts.
She wrote and drew absentmindedly, and after a while she came back to her senses, only to see two words written all over the white paper - Liu Yan.
The summer was hot, but the Xiaoqin Palace was full of spring.
Today, Liu Yan booked the entire Xiaoqin Palace to entertain all the Beiliang delegation. In Yunmengze, the most luxurious box in the Xiaoqin Palace, Liu Yan accompanied Yelu Jing to drink and listen to music.
Yunmengze is a water house surrounded by water. Because it has live water, people in the house can hear the gurgling sound of water. A lot of ice cubes were poured into the water to reduce the summer heat. The four sides were covered with white gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, and charming figures could be vaguely seen behind the white gauze. Those were the singing girls playing music behind the gauze curtain, ethereal and like the sound of nature.
Yelu Jing lazily leaned on the back of the chair, with his long legs raised and resting on the legs of Yun Zhi, the top dancer of Xiao Qin Palace. Another popular dancer Yun Xi sat beside Yelu Jing, pouring wine for him and rubbing his shoulders. Yelu Jing enjoyed the hospitality of the beauty, but his eyes were fixed on Liu Yan who was sitting opposite him.
"I didn't expect that there would be a day when you and I would drink together like this." Yelu Jing's light-colored pupils flashed with a malicious sneer, "What I didn't expect was that you were poisoned by Yuanluohua and still survived."
Liu Yan smiled faintly: "My Chen Kingdom is vast and rich in resources, with so many miraculous doctors. A mere Yuanluohua is nothing."
"But when I look at you, I always feel that you are not him." Yelu Jing clicked his tongue and shook his head, "If you are Prince Ding, then you don't look like him. If you are not Prince Ding, then you look too much like him."
"I'm sorry to disappoint the third prince. Prince Ding is not dead."
Yelu Jing laughed: "Oh, how could I be disappointed? I'm just surprised that all your trusted elite troops have died, but you can still survive with a thick face. I thought the generals of your Chen Kingdom were brave and would rather die than be humiliated. When I fought against you back then, I saw you killing the enemy without hesitation, but now you are so cherishing your life."
No matter how Yelu Jing provoked him, Liu Yan always had a faint and cold smile on his face.
"Have the Third Prince ever tasted human blood?"
Yelu Jing was startled, then grinned and said, "You've asked the right person, I have indeed tasted it."
Liu Yan said, "Me too."
Yelu Jing looked at Liu Yan steadily. Liu Yan raised the wine glass and gently shook the dark liquid in the glass. A touch of deep red flashed across his eyes: "It was boiling hot, fishy, and rusty... That man was my subordinate and also my master. He was the one who led me and taught me on my first day in the army. Later, he cut his wrist, pinched my cheek, and forced me to swallow his blood."
"His blood cooled, and another man came over. He was my brother. On the battlefield, he could give me his back, but at the moment of life and death, he chose to give me his life."
"Later, I fell into a coma and I don't remember how many people gave me their blood and lives."
"Third Prince, if you were responsible for the lives of so many people, you would not be willing to die."
Liu Yan smiled faintly and put down the wine glass - he could no longer drink this color of wine.
"I used to not take my life seriously. If I met you on the battlefield, I would kill you even if both of us would be injured. But now I can't. My life is precious, and you don't deserve it."
Yelu Jing narrowed his eyes and stared at Liu Yan fiercely. After a long smile, he said, "You hate me and Beiliang."
Liu Yan shook his head gently: "On the battlefield, life and death is a common thing. I don't hate it. I just want to find the truth and justice."
Yelu Jing's expression was unpredictable. He suddenly pushed away the beauty beside him and said coldly: "All of you retreat!"
The beauties were immediately scared and scattered. In the huge Yunmeng Lake, only the sound of clear water could be heard.
Liu Yan said, "I know the purpose of your coming to Chen State. You saw through my plan and set up an ambush. Someone in my army must have tipped you off. This person was of high status. Later, I was seriously injured and unconscious. The morale of the army was low. You could have taken the opportunity to attack. With the high-level as an insider, you would have won a great victory. This would have given you more benefits as a bargaining chip for peace. But you didn't have it. So I guess that the person who tipped you off may not be under your control. It is even possible that you don't even know who he is."
Yelu Jing's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he did not deny Liu Yan's guess.
"Let's make a deal. Tell me what you know, and I promise not to send troops to Beiliang within ten years." Liu Yan said with a smile.
Yelu Jing seemed to have heard a great joke, he laughed up to the sky, and after a while he looked at Liu Yan and said, "What kind of deal is this? If you send troops, will I be afraid of you? What's more, our two countries have signed a peace treaty, and your Majesty of the Chen Kingdom will not be the first to tear up the contract!"
"If it is our eldest prince, he will definitely do it." Liu Yan said firmly.
Yelu Jing was stunned.
"The eldest prince is already nineteen years old. In a few years, your majesty will abdicate to him. He hates Beiliang, you should know that. As long as he succeeds to the throne, he will inevitably use troops against Beiliang. In this way, won't your years of planning for the throne of Beiliang, the third prince, be in vain?"
Yelu Jing's breathing became heavy, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, not hiding his murderous intention towards Liu Yan.
"You asked Yelu Zhen to come to Chen State to disrupt Dingjing and gather information for you, but you think too highly of the power of beauty." Liu Yan sneered and shook his head gently, looking down on Yelu Jing's methods. "You think too complicated, but do too simple. Your approach will not achieve the effect you want. If you trade with me, I can promise you."
"I'm thinking... if I kill you now, will it be better?" Yelu Jing's eyes were like a ferocious beast staring at its prey, with murderous intent in his pupils.
Liu Yan smiled calmly: "Do you think you can succeed?"
Yelu Jing remained silent.
Liu Yan said again: "Consider my suggestion. If you want to disrupt Dingjing, the easiest way is to tell me the news of the traitor you know, causing internal strife in Chen. Isn't that what you want? At the same time, I promise not to send troops for ten years, and you can rest assured to seek the throne."
Yelu Jing stared at Liu Yan suspiciously: "How can I believe you, we are enemies."
Liu Yan said: "A friend of mine said that there are no permanent enemies, but there are permanent benefits."
"What do you mean?" Yelu Jing frowned.
"There are no permanent enemies, only permanent benefits." Liu Yan sighed, "On the battlefield, we are enemies, but at this time, we can be allies."
Yelu Jing's heart has been moved, but there is still a last bit of concern.
"I know you. You are loyal to the emperor and love your country, but now you are doing treasonous things. This is unreasonable and must be a fraud."
Liu Yan smiled and shook his head to deny: "I am not a traitor, but... to kill traitors!"
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Yelu Jing looked at Liu Yan solemnly, and after a long time he said: "It was Xue Xiaotang who betrayed the news to me."
Liu Yan left the Xiaoqin Palace, and Yelu Zhen slowly walked in front of Yelu Jing.
"Brother, can Liu Yan's words be believed? Can he really persuade the eldest prince of Chen State not to use troops against us?"
Yelu Jing sneered: "This promise is just for listening. He will not go to war with us, but we will swallow up Chen State. Zhen'er, don't forget the purpose of your coming to Chen State."
"I know, but brother, he doesn't keep his promise, so why should we tell him the news about Xue Xiaotang."
Yelu Jing said coldly: "Isn't it just right to let the Chen Kingdom go to war? Since we can't find the mastermind behind Xue Xiaotang, let Liu Yan find it himself. The one who can drive Xue Xiaotang must be a very powerful force in the Chen court. Let Liu Yan confront them head-on, which is our Beiliang's chance."
Yelu Zhen bowed his head and said: "Yes... Brother, I found something else."
"What?"
Yelu Zhen said: "Prince Ding likes the woman named Mu Zhuohua. He was drunk and called out this name twice."
Yelu Jing's eyebrows jumped, and he gritted his teeth and said: "That sharp-tongued woman... Well, it's better if Prince Ding likes her. The more he likes her, the better. Only when you love someone deeply can you hurt him deeply."
When Liu Yan returned to the back alley of Zhuque, it was already dark. He stood by the wall next door and saw a light coming from Mu Zhuohua's boudoir on the second floor.
Guo Juli shouted loudly: "Miss, I'll go boil water for you to take a bath."
Mu Zhuohua didn't know what she responded, but she couldn't hear it clearly.
Liu Yan hesitated for a moment and was about to leave when he saw the window on the second floor was opened. Mu Zhuohua stood at the window, and seemed to feel stuffy, so she took off her outer coat and fanned herself vigorously with a round fan in her hand. After fanning for a while, she stopped again. She stared at the bright moon in the sky, and she didn't know what she remembered. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she looked distressed. She knocked her forehead with the round fan and sighed deeply.
Liu Yan looked at her lively appearance and couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
I don't know what she is worried about...
Liu Yan thought of her worried look when they parted, and he became more and more curious. Before he could figure it out, his body had honestly flown over the high wall.
This movement naturally startled Mu Zhuohua, who was sitting by the window. She stood up in fear, covered her mouth with the round fan, and her almond eyes were wide open.
Liu Yan smiled, displayed his Qinggong, jumped up, and actually flipped over from the window on the second floor. Mu Zhuohua took several steps back, looking at Liu Yan in disbelief, and said after a while: "Your Highness, this is not what a gentleman does!"
Liu Yan ignored her accusation and asked directly: "You looked troubled just now, what happened?"
Mu Zhuohua's face suddenly showed an embarrassed look: "Don't ask, it has nothing to do with you."
This was not only rude, but also a bit of an attempt to cover up the truth.
Liu Yan looked at her suspiciously, and when he got closer, he found that she had removed her makeup, her fair and delicate face, a pair of clear and black affectionate eyes, and she was more charming than usual, which made Liu Yan's breath stagnate and his eyes darken a little.
"I, I..." Mu Zhuohua bit her lip and frowned in annoyance, "I am the one who is being rude, Your Majesty, it's so late, it's not convenient for you to be here, people will gossip."
Liu Yan naturally knew that he was reckless tonight, and it was really too much to break into a woman's boudoir at night. He wanted to leave, but seeing Mu Zhuohua's abnormal expression, he didn't want to leave.
"I just want to ask you, did something happen last night? You look in a bad mood today." Liu Yan guessed, "Did the Beiliang people make you feel wronged?"
"No." Mu Zhuohua said sullenly.
The more Liu Yan asked, the more irritable and angry Mu Zhuohua became - he really didn't remember!
She took two deep breaths and persuaded herself to calm down, but she suddenly smelled a scent of powder. She frowned and sniffed carefully. Sure enough, the smell of powder came from Liu Yan. This kind of powder smell is naturally the smell of Xiaoqin Palace. Liu Yan not only went there, but also stayed for a long time, so the smell on his body is so strong.
Mu Zhuohua's restless heart calmed down at this moment - Oh, what a big deal, it was just a nibble, she was surprised.
For most of the day, she felt that Liu Yan might really like her, and she felt sorry for Liu Yan. Then she felt that Liu Yan kissed her and forgot, and Liu Yan was sorry for her. She was torturing herself with all the thoughts. It was not until now that she understood that it was common for men to drink and visit prostitutes. Her father fell in love with every woman he met, and compared with those men who played around, he might be better. At least he would not pretend that it was nothing afterwards.
As Mu Zhuohua thought about it, her heart slowly cooled down and her mind became much clearer. She slowly said, "Your Highness, I'm fine. I feel bad for a few days every month."
Liu Yan was confused for a moment before he slowly realized what was happening. He looked a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly twice, took a step back, and said, "In that case, you should go to bed early. If you feel uncomfortable tomorrow, go to the Lifan Temple to ask for leave. You have worked hard these days. I will grant you two more days off."
Mu Zhuohua's attitude was a little cold. If it were usual, she would have smiled and thanked him profusely, but at this moment she just nodded lightly and said in a flat tone, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Liu Yan was full of doubts, but Mu Zhuohua already had an attitude of seeing him off. He frowned slightly and left Mu Zhuohua's room. Before he landed, the window behind him had been closed with a "click".
This... is clearly angry...
Liu Yan stood on the wall, looking at the closed window in some confusion. A slender silhouette left the window, not even leaving a shadow.
The light in Liu Yan's eyes dimmed instantly, and the unfamiliar soreness in his heart overwhelmed him. A series of charming and lingering scenes flashed through his mind. He closed his eyes, and those erotic scenes and those soft touches became clearer.
This was the first time in his life that he had such a dream. She was full of warmth and softness, and her soft curves were pressed against his solid body. She was begging for mercy under him, and her usually clever lips and tongue could only emit intermittent gasps and moans. He pinched her slender waist and clasped her in his arms, took off his gentle mask, and pushed her hard, punishing her for being fickle and flirting with others. Seeing her about to cry, he felt distressed again, and coaxed her softly, saying - Be good, it won't hurt anymore...
He woke up from that dream in a trance, and before dawn, he asked someone to fetch a bucket of cold water, washed off the stickiness on his body, changed his clothes, and drank pot after pot of tea in the early morning, before he could fully sober up and regain his composure.
But seeing Mu Zhuohua's languid look, he almost lost his composure again. He didn't dare let her find out that he was abnormal, and he didn't know how to face his heart. He found an excuse for her to go home and rest, but when he came back, he couldn't help but walk to her window again...
It was indeed just a dream...
Liu Yan laughed at himself. Didn't he already know that she approached him with other intentions and never really put her heart into it? But he... plunged into it headfirst.
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