Special Feature 2: The Princess Consort Forbids Me from Touching Her Today
It was early autumn, yet a chilling atmosphere, colder than winter, permeated the Prince Jin's mansion. The source was Ye Xunyang's courtyard.
After finishing his official business, Lou Jin habitually headed towards the main courtyard, only to find that the room that was always lit up and waiting for him was completely dark today.
He pushed open the door and saw his princess with her back to the door, wrapped in a quilt, curled up at the innermost part of the bed, looking like she wanted to keep strangers away.
Lou Jin raised an eyebrow, lit a candle, and said softly, "Xunyang? You're resting so early?"
The person in the blanket remained motionless, even deliberately making their breathing sound steady and long, a truly clumsy performance.
Lou Jinxin found it amusing. He walked to the bedside, sat down, and reached out to touch the strand of dark hair that was sticking out.
But the moment her fingers touched his hair, he curled up into a ball and shrank back inside, a muffled voice coming from under the covers: "Don't touch me!"
Lou Jin suddenly had a flash of inspiration and understood the crux of the problem.
Today, a banquet is being held in the palace to entertain the princess from the Western Regions who has come to pay tribute.
The chairman did indeed glance at him several times and even took the opportunity of toasting to try to get closer.
Although he had clearly kept his distance and remained indifferent, it seemed that Ye Xunyang was angry.
The renowned King Jin touched his nose and began his battle.
The first step is to proactively confess to prove your innocence.
"At today's palace banquet, that princess from the Western Regions..." Lou Jin had just begun to speak.
"Your Highness, there's no need to say all this to me!"
"It's only natural that a prince with such a majestic and elegant bearing would attract admiration! Especially a foreign princess."
Lou Jin suppressed a laugh and said seriously, "Nonsense. I exchanged less than three sentences with her, and every single one was about state affairs. I did not drink the wine she offered."
The person under the covers fell silent.
The second tactic is to belittle outsiders and elevate insiders.
“That princess…” Lou Jin paused deliberately, his tone carrying a hint of genuine disdain, “The perfume on her body is too strong, it’s giving me a headache. Xun Yang’s scent is much better, fresh and clean.”
As he spoke, he subtly shifted to the inside of the bed, his nose almost touching the quilt.
Ye Xunyang's ears twitched, but he still didn't speak.
The third tactic is to feign weakness and gain sympathy.
"Sigh..." Lou Jin suddenly sighed, his voice tinged with weariness, "Today's banquet was noisy, with clinking glasses and insincere pleasantries. I'm truly exhausted. All I wanted to do upon returning home was to hold my princess and sleep peacefully, but who knew..."
He paused, his tone utterly dejected and forlorn: "Who knew I couldn't even touch the hem of the Princess's robe? Could it be that Xunyang also finds me repulsive because of that annoying perfume scent?"
These words are extremely damaging.
Ye Xunyang has always felt sorry for Lou Jin. Although he is a prince, he has to face everything and inevitably exhausts his mind.
The blanket shifted slightly, and a warm hand quietly emerged from the seam, groping and gently grasping Lou Jin's hand, which was resting on the edge of the bed.
Lou Jin was secretly delighted and firmly grasped the hand that wanted to retreat.
The fourth tactic is to press the attack and consolidate sovereignty.
Sensing that his subordinates were no longer resisting, Lou Jin immediately took advantage of the situation and pulled them, blanket and all, into his arms.
"Ah!" Ye Xunyang exclaimed, falling into a familiar embrace. Meeting Lou Jin's smiling eyes, he immediately realized that he had been tricked by this man again. "You...you scoundrel!"
"I'm only shameless towards you." Lou Jin chuckled, leaning close to his reddened earlobe, his breath hot. "In my arms, there's only room for you. What princesses and noble ladies? In my eyes, they're not even worth a single hair on your head."
Ye Xunyang struggled symbolically for a moment, then obediently nestled in Lou Jin's arms: "...Don't let her get so close next time."
"Alright, I'll do as Your Highness says." Lou Jin readily complied, lowering his head to place a kiss on the top of his head. "Tomorrow I will issue an order that Your Highness may accompany me to all banquets for foreign envoys, shielding me from all unnecessary attention. What do you say?"
Ye Xunyang imagined himself standing next to Lou Jin with a stern face, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the last bit of awkwardness disappeared.
He raised his head, a hint of smugness in his eyes: "This is what the Prince said!"
"A promise is a promise." Lou Jin hugged him tighter, feeling the person in his arms become warm and soft again, and felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
Ye Xunyang was held tightly in Lou Jin's arms. His previous jealousy and awkwardness had vanished, leaving only the blush on his cheeks and the pounding of his heart.
"Are you still angry?" Lou Jin's deep voice sounded close to his ear, with a hint of teasing, but more so with an intense and unyielding affection.
His hands, which had been properly wrapped around Ye Xunyang's waist, began to wander, slowly caressing him through the thin nightgown with a burning heat.
Under the moonlight, Lou Jin's eyes were as deep as the night sea, surging with undisguised desire and tenderness, locking him firmly in place. "Look at me, Xun Yang."
His voice was a little hoarse, but it had an irresistible charm.
Ye Xunyang was forced to meet his gaze, "No... I'm not angry anymore..."
This answer was like flipping a switch.
Lou Jin chuckled softly, no longer satisfied with a fleeting embrace.
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"In the future... will you still dare not let me touch you?" Lou Jin's deep voice, tinged with post-coital languor and hoarseness, rang in his ears, his tone full of smugness.
Ye Xunyang didn't even have the strength to glare at him anymore.
Lou Jin chuckled softly, his chest heaving, and his arms tightened around him.
The gentle moonlight enveloped the two embracing figures. The slight jealousy they had felt earlier had transformed into a deeper longing and an inseparable bond during this most intimate night.
The night is still long, but their warmth is far from over.
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