The candle in the hall was blown out by the wind, and suddenly fell into darkness.
Chuzheng heard Yan Ge's breathing, which was light at first, but gradually became heavier.
His fingers moved around her, tentatively at first, then bold.
The clothes on his body loosened, Chuzheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Yan Ge."
"His Royal Highness... I am willing." The young man replied in a low voice.
Chuzheng didn't make a sound, and let the young man unbutton his clothes. He slowly got up, straddled Chuzheng, and groped and kissed her in the dark.
After a while, Yan Ge stopped and lay in her arms: "Your Highness, did I make you angry?"
"I'm giving you time to regret."
Yan Ge took a breath.
"Your Highness, I will not regret it."
"Well."
Yan Ge's body suddenly turned, the whole person was pressed down, and Chuzheng's kiss fell.
From the rudeness of the storm, to the silent lingering of all things.
Yan Ge groaned softly, but Chu Zheng didn't mean to move him at all.
"Your Highness, I'm sorry..."
"Ok."
"His Royal Highness..." There was a plea in Yan Ge's tone.
Tulle's body was hot and swollen and painful somewhere, and needed relief.
Chuzheng kissed his forehead, Yan Ge's eyes were slightly moist, and his breath was slightly panting: "Your Highness, Your Highness... I feel uncomfortable..."
Chuzheng kissed him.
Yan Ge inhaled slightly, and looked at the person who kissed him through the dim light.
Before he could see clearly, the pleasure spread from his body.
Yan Ge bit his lip to keep himself from making a sound, but occasionally he couldn't help but make two ambiguous voices.
Chuzheng's fingertips were hot and soaked in liquid.
She touched the corner of Yan Ge's eye, which was wet.
"Yan Ge, why are you crying?"
Yan Ge's voice was slightly hoarse: "Your Highness, I didn't cry."
Chuzheng's fingertips rubbed against the corner of his eyes: "Regret?"
"No." Yan Ge said stubbornly.
"It's too late to regret."
-
Yan Ge cried for as long as he did it.
Chuzheng is really afraid that when she wakes up tomorrow, Yan Ge's eyes are so swollen that she can't see anyone, and it will be over soon.
The boys here are probably also made of water.
Chuzheng experienced it for the first time, her body was soft and delicate.
Yan Ge was probably tired and fell asleep soon.
Chuzheng cleaned him up, and then put his arms around him and fell asleep.
Silent night.
Yan Ge, who should have fallen asleep, opened his eyes and stared at the darkness.
"Your Highness?"
He called out.
In response to him, only the sound of gentle breathing.
Yan Ge sat up from Chuzheng's arms, and his fingers touched the cold dagger under the pillow.
Now is the best chance to kill her.
Yan Ge aimed the dagger at Chuzheng's heart.
Yan Singer's fingers trembled slightly.
The dagger approached Chuzheng.
Yan Ge shoved the dagger back under the pillow.
-
the next day.
Yan Ge sat up from the bed, something slipped from the side, he followed and looked over, and his mind was a little confused instantly.
Palace sign.
"Get it, don't lose it again."
The woman's voice suddenly sounded.
Yan Ge looked over, only to find that Chuzheng was leaning against the window, staring at him intently.
Yan Ge's fingertips pressed the zheng characters on the palace plaque, and his heart tightened.
"Sleep a little longer if you're not feeling well, I'll let He Zhi bring you breakfast in."
Yan Ge stopped Chuzheng: "Your Highness..."
Chuzheng looked back at him.
"It's okay, I just wanted to call you."
"… "
Go in with your head down.
"Master, do you want to take a bath?"
Yan Ge looked down at the palace sign and shook his head: "No need."
He was dry and dazed last night. He remembered that Chuzheng had cleaned him.
"That slave waits for you to change clothes?"
"Ok."
He Zhi took the clothes over, Yan Ge lifted the quilt, and a dazzling red jumped into his eyes.
When he saw it, he quickly lowered his head.
"Sir, Your Highness is..."
Yan Ge lifted the quilt back to block the red smear.
As soon as Yan Ge got dressed, Kapok brought someone over to clean up. Yan Ge saw Kapok fold the bloodstained sheets and take them away, and someone was recording something next to him.
"Congratulations to the servant." Kapok smiled and said: "Your Highness has given you a lot of things, do you want to take a look at it?"
"I am Your Highness..."
Yan Ge didn't seem to be able to ask.
"Your Majesty is the first favored person by His Highness." Kapok seemed to know what he was going to ask.
Yan Ge's fingertips trembled.
She is almost three years old...
Many princesses have begun to favor men before they reach adulthood, and even if they don't, they will be arranged when they become adults.
How could she...
He knew that there was no servant beside her.
But he never thought that she had never favored anyone at all.
That…
"Do you need to take a look at Shijun?" Kapok asked again.
"No."
Yan Ge couldn't stop looking at it.
More than a very sensible person who gave it all lost their money.
Kapok asked people to put things down and leave with a salute.
Chuzheng sends things to him from time to time, Yan Ge has long been used to it, and he doesn't bother to look at it. Anyway, it's all commonplace.
As if something was valuable, she sent it to herself.
So this time, Yan Ge didn't watch it either.
He sat in a trance for most of the day.
Until evening, Yan Ge discovered that there were several trays on the table.
"What's more, why are these things still here?"
"Sir, I haven't had time to collect it yet, so I will." He Zhi immediately took the things away.
"Wait a minute." Yan Ge asked He Zhi to bring the tray back.
The red cloth lifted a corner, revealing the icy outline inside.
Yan Ge lifted the red cloth.
A dagger lay in the tray.
The dagger is inlaid with gems, which is extraordinary at first glance.
Ke Yange felt chills all over.
He was just suspicious of Gong Pai, but Yan Ge was almost certain that she knew everything about the dagger that was given.
"Master, why did His Highness give you a dagger?"
More than puzzled.
Gifts of gold and silver jewelry, clothes are normal.
What does this reward a dagger mean
"where is she?"
"It should be in the study."
Yan Ge took the dagger and went to the study.
-
boom!
The door was violently pushed open.
Kapok was startled.
"Yan Shijun..."
Yan Ge walked in and slapped the dagger in front of Chuzheng.
"You go down first."
Kapok looked at Chuzheng, then at Yan Ge, left the study, and closed the door.
"You know everything?"
Yan Ge's voice was slightly cold, not as clear and innocent as before.
Chuzheng crossed her chest and leaned on the chair: "Don't pretend?"
Yan Ge clenched his fist and smashed the jar: "I came to the palace just to kill you."
Chuzheng: "Well, last night, why didn't you do it?"
Yan Ge tensed his face and said dryly, "I can't do it."
Yes.
He can't let go.
"You're in love with me?"
"… "
Yan Ge was silent.
"I'm your enemy, and you like your enemy, okay?"
"What can I do!" Yan Ge's mood suddenly collapsed: "What can I do, tell me, what should I do?"
This is out of his control.
The corners of Yan Ge's eyes instantly turned red.
"Don't cry." Chu Zheng got up.
Yan Ge avoided Chuzheng and stared at her with tearful eyes: "I want to kill you too, but I can't do it, I can't do it..."