Thirteen would occasionally glance cautiously at Heyue across from him, wanting to say a few words to ease the atmosphere, but seeing her tense little face, she didn't dare to say a word.
He absentmindedly scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and as soon as he put it in his mouth, his face froze, and he instinctively wanted to spit it out.
"Don't vomit!" He Yue slammed her hand on the table, her face as cold as ice.
Thirteen immediately covered his mouth, his face contorted in pain, and with a gulp, under He Yue's piercing gaze, he was forced to swallow the porridge that seemed to have been laced with an unknown amount of sugar, and his head began to spin.
"Not a single dish or porridge is allowed to be left over today. If you dare to throw up, don't come back!" He Yue's smile was cold, and her tone left no room for refusal.
The threat worked. Thirteen's eyes widened as he looked at the whole bowl of porridge, and he felt like crying.
After finishing his meal, Thirteen looked pale and slumped in his chair, feeling nauseous.
While Heyue went inside to wash up, Shisan dashed to the door and told Li Shun'er to fetch a pot of water. He gulped it down, and his complexion improved.
When Heyue came out, Thirteen was already sitting on the couch in the west side room, rubbing his stomach. His complexion was much better than before, but he was still a little weak.
Upon seeing Heyue emerge, he immediately straightened up, perked up, and looked over somewhat nervously.
Heyue sat down beside him with a smile, looking at his complexion: "Are you alright?"
Thirteen met her concerned gaze and suddenly felt a little confused.
I was clearly angry with him just now, how come I suddenly changed?
Could it be that they're up to something again?
He couldn't guess He Yue's thoughts at all, and he dared not face her torment any longer.
He didn't have the courage or energy to stay any longer tonight, so he rolled his eyes and stammered, "I have something to do in my study, so I won't be coming over tonight..." and then got up.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Heyue grumbled unhappily, pressed him down, and smiled again under his speechless gaze, taking his arm: "Are you tired? I'll take you to take a bath."
Thirteen's eyes widened in disbelief, but seeing her gentle smile and the lack of any sign of anger, he dazedly let her help him to the bathtub behind the screen inside.
The maidservant filled the cup with warm water. Heyue tested the water temperature, and it was just right. She turned to face Thirteen and winked playfully, "Shall I help you take off your clothes?"
Thirteen's legs felt weak, and her heart felt tingly. The words of refusal were on the tip of her tongue, but she just couldn't bring herself to say them.
Before him stood the charming and beautiful young lady, a sight he had never seen before, which captivated and delighted him.
Heyue helped him undress, taking off his white undergarment. Her small hand inadvertently touched the skin of his chest, and her warm breath sprayed onto his chest, causing him to tremble violently, his eyes changing several times.
The tension and speculation from before vanished, leaving only a restless desire in his heart. He swallowed hard, his eyes darkening, and he wrapped his arms around the little princess's slender waist.
Heyue leaned against the edge of the bathtub, looked up at his dreamy eyes, and smiled gently, like a spring flower blooming. Her bright eyes sparkled, and the slightly upturned corners of her eyes held a captivating charm, like a seductive little demon.
However, just as Thirteen was about to kiss her lips further, He Yue raised her index finger to his lips, her voice soft and gentle, bringing a tingling sensation: "Take a bath first."
At this moment, Thirteen had no guard up at all. He nodded repeatedly, his eyes shining, and he just wanted to finish his bath as soon as possible.
Once he was sitting in the bathtub, surrounded by warm water, his long braid was wrapped around his neck several times.
The woman's soft little hand landed on his exposed skin, and Thirteen could not help but tremble with excitement, barely managing to suppress his impulse.
I took a damp cloth and wiped his body. Since it was my first time bathing him, my movements were a little clumsy and stiff, but I got used to it quickly.
The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy was lean and tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He had no excess fat on his body, and his skin was wheat-colored. His healthy and sunny aura was very attractive.
Heyue's gaze lingered on his back for a moment before she finally looked away, thinking to herself, "He's really tempting me to commit a crime!"
However, she wouldn't let herself get addicted to it.
She carefully bathed him until it was over, and then helped him put on his dark blue nightgown. A maid came in and scooped out the remaining water and replaced it with clean water.
He Yue pressed him to sit on the bed, gave him a light kiss on the lips, and smiled gently: "Wait for me here, I'm going to take a bath."
Thirteen was completely stunned by her actions and didn't notice when she left. He just reached out and touched his lips, slowly, slowly grinned, and felt a soft feeling in his heart, with bubbles of happiness rising one after another.
I lay peacefully in bed waiting for her, and picked up a book to read out of boredom, but my ears were listening to the sound of water behind the screen, and my heart was pounding like a kitten.
I couldn't help but stick my head out to look in that direction, but I couldn't see anything. Frustrated, I scratched my head and then quietly got out of bed and moved a little closer.
Peeking out, before even seeing anything, I heard a sweet voice scolding, "Stay there and wait! No peeking!"
Thirteen shrank back, touched his nose, gave an embarrassed smile, and had no choice but to go back to lie down again, but he still couldn't calm down.
His feelings were like those of a couple on their wedding night, nervous and at a loss, yet also somewhat expectant.
Finally, Heyue arrived, wearing a red undergarment, and climbed into bed.
Thirteen forced himself not to be seduced by her and focused on the book in his hand. However, when he smelled her faint fragrance as she approached, he couldn't read a single word. One side of his body went numb instantly.
Heyue reached out and snatched the book from his hand, snorting in dissatisfaction, "Is the book as attractive as me?"
Thirteen really wanted to say, "You're the most beautiful," but he was too shy to say it. He gazed intently at her delicate face, unable to contain his joy, and reached out to pull her into his arms and kiss her.
A hand covered his face.
Thirteen frowned and looked up at them with displeasure.
Ignoring the resentment in his eyes, He Yue rested her cheek on one hand and stroked his face with the other, chuckling softly, "What's the rush? The night is still long."
Thirteen looked at her with a puzzled expression.
"Close your eyes." He Yue smiled gently, her voice soft and alluring.
Thirteen's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something exciting, and he immediately closed his eyes.
"Don't move, and don't open your eyes, understand? Otherwise, I'll never talk to you again." A coquettish voice rang out.
Thirteen nodded repeatedly without the slightest doubt.
While stroking his body, she waved outside, and looking at the unsuspecting boy in front of her, He Yue's lips curled into a wicked smile.
...
Only after he was completely tied to the bed did the Thirteenth Prince vaguely sense that something was wrong, but then he heard a gentle, cheerful voice in his ear: "Be good, there's something fun to do."
Driven by curiosity, Thirteen did not struggle. He was both nervous and expectant, wondering how the other party knew all this.
As he guessed, he found himself unable to move, unable to see, and subconsciously felt a sense of unease.
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