Chapter 98 You Have Me in Your Heart
Lou Yan's kiss, undeniably forceful, pried open Yu Beichen's lips and teeth.
The strong smell of alcohol mixed with Lou Yan's own icy aura, creating a dizzying vortex.
His mind went blank, and the high wall of composure and self-control he had built up over the years crumbled inch by inch.
“The palace… Louyan…” The voice of resistance was so faint that it was almost inaudible.
Yu Beichen's hand, which was pressed against Lou Yan's chest, had been trying to push him away, but now it lost its strength. His fingertips involuntarily curled up and grabbed the other's slightly open collar, squeezing the expensive fabric into deep wrinkles.
The couch was not spacious, and the bodies of two adult men were piled on it, making it feel even more cramped.
Lou Yan half-pressed down on Yu Beichen, one hand still holding the back of his neck, deepening the kiss, while the other hand was already restless.
Reason told him he should stop it, he should push away the man on top of him who was controlled by alcohol and emotions.
But the emotions that had been suppressed in her heart for so long, like a dormant volcano, once ignited, erupted with unimaginable desires.
His eyes were closed, his long eyelashes trembling violently, as he felt Lou Yan's kiss move away from his lips and leave a burning mark along his jawline.
"Bei Chen..." Lou Yan's hoarse voice brushed against his skin, carrying a bewitching magic, "Say you have me in your heart...say it..."
Yu Beichen bit his lower lip tightly.
"……have……"
This single word acted as the most effective catalyst, completely igniting Lou Yan's passion.
He was no longer satisfied with just scratching the surface, and his actions became increasingly urgent.
Her clothes were completely torn off and carelessly thrown on the floor beside the tatami, making a soft rustling sound.
Lou Yan lowered his head and kissed away the moisture from Yu Beichen's eyes with unprecedented tenderness, his voice distorted by desire and restraint: "Beichen...look at me..."
Yu Beichen slowly opened his misty eyes and met Lou Yan's eyes.
In those eyes, he saw his own current state of depravity and confusion. He released his grip on the other's arm and gently wrapped his arms around Lou Yan's neck, burying his face in the crook of his shoulder.
This was a silent agreement.
...
The candlelight flickered tirelessly, casting the shadows of the two people on the soft couch onto the wall. An indescribable atmosphere filled the air, mingled with the lingering smell of alcohol, creating a forbidden scene...
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window, piercing the darkness of the study.
Lou Yan woke up with a severe headache.
He opened his eyes with a frown, and what came into view was an unfamiliar tent roof. Memories flooded his mind like a tide, and fragmented pieces of last night flashed through his mind.
The banquet at the Prince Jin's mansion, the image of Ye Xunyang nestled beside Lou Jin, the strong liquor he drank alone, Yu Beichen walking in with worry... and then...
He turned his head sharply, his heart almost stopping.
Beside him, Yu Beichen slept peacefully, his long, dark hair spread out on the pillow, making his fair skin stand out even more.
However, her fair skin was now covered with ambiguous red marks, spreading from the side of her neck all the way down to her collarbone, a testament to the madness that had occurred the previous night.
He had faint bluish shadows under his eyelashes, and his lips were somewhat red and swollen, even slightly cracked.
Meanwhile, he had his arm wrapped around the other person's waist in a domineering manner.
Lou Yan instantly sobered up completely. The headache from the hangover was replaced by immense shock and remorse. He... he had actually done that to Bei Chen last night while drunk?!
He jerked his arm back as if he had been electrocuted, the movement so violent that it woke the person next to him.
Yu Beichen's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.
The initial confusion upon waking lasted only a moment. When his gaze met Lou Yan's eyes, all the memories of last night instantly returned.
His face turned deathly pale in an instant, followed by an unnatural blush. He tried to pull the blanket over himself, only to find that both of them were completely naked under the covers.
The air seemed to freeze.
The contrast between last night's infatuation and this moment's sober nakedness is striking.
Yu Beichen quickly turned his face away, avoiding Lou Yan's gaze.
He had his back to Lou Yan, his beautifully slender back straight, with several ambiguous finger marks remaining on it.
"Bei... Beichen..." Lou Yan's voice was extremely dry and hoarse, filled with unprecedented panic.
"How...how are you? I...last night I..."
He tried to explain, but his words failed him, and the commanding presence he usually exuded when giving orders in front of the army was nowhere to be seen.
Yu Beichen avoided his gaze, lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes concealed all his emotions.
He pulled the thin blanket that had slipped down and wrapped it tightly around himself. He didn't say anything, but silently tried to sit up, though his discomfort made it difficult.
"Don't move!" Lou Yan subconsciously reached out to help him, but the moment he touched his arm, Yu Beichen dodged away abruptly.
The hand that always calmly administered acupuncture and prepared medicine for him was now trembling slightly.
The air seemed to freeze again, leaving only the two of them breathing heavily.
Lou Yan's hand froze in mid-air. Looking at Yu Beichen's resistant posture and tightly pursed lips, his heart sank little by little.
Did I offend him after all?
He was overwhelmed by immense loss and self-blame.
"...I'm sorry." After a long silence, Lou Yan finally managed to utter two words, his voice low and suppressed.
“Last night… I was a bastard…” He looked away, not daring to look at Yu Beichen again, and awkwardly grabbed the clothes scattered on the ground and haphazardly put them on.
"I...I'll go out first. What do you...need? I'll have someone bring it to you."
He practically fled from the soft couch, his steps unsteady as he walked towards the door, not even daring to look back.
Just as his hand touched the door, a clear voice came from behind him.
"Your Highness."
Lou Yan paused, then turned around abruptly.
Yu Beichen had barely managed to sit up, wrapped himself in a thin blanket, and looked up at him.
He took a deep breath, as if using all his strength, before slowly saying:
"Does what Your Highness said last night still stand?"
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