allonlinenovel Chapter 131 I don't like sweets, except for you.
Chapter 131 I don't like sweets, except for you.
When he came out of the washroom,
The candlelight in the bedchamber dimmed further, leaving only a solitary lamp at the corner of the bed. The bed curtains were half-drawn, and the silhouette of the person on the bed could be vaguely seen.
Su Yaoyao leaned against the headboard, her thin nightgown hanging loosely on her body, revealing a section of her snow-white collarbone. She held a book in her hands, reading intently, and only looked up when she heard a noise.
"Is Your Highness finished washing?"
Xiao Chenyuan hummed in agreement, walked to the bedside, and naturally reached out to take the book from her hand.
Looking into her bright, sparkling eyes, Xiao Chenyuan suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Yaoyao," he lowered his voice, "what are you planning to do now?"
Su Yaoyao blinked, looking completely innocent: "What could I do? I just thought Your Highness behaved well today and wanted to reward you."
Xiao Chenyuan looked at her.
In the candlelight, her eyes curved into two crescent moons, cunning and alluring, like a cat that had stolen some fish.
"...What reward?"
Su Yaoyao didn't say anything.
She reached out, gently hooked her hand around his collar, and pulled him toward the bed.
"Your Highness, please lie down first," she said, her voice as soft as honey.
Xiao Chenyuan's Adam's apple bobbed.
He lay down as instructed, but his eyes remained fixed on her, watching what she was going to do.
Su Yaoyao took a small porcelain jar from the bedside table.
Xiao Chenyuan recognized the jar; Anar had wanted it earlier, but she had protected it like a treasure.
He suddenly understood what she was going to do.
Sure enough, Su Yaoyao opened the jar, dipped her fingertip in a little honey, and gently applied it to her collarbone.
Under the candlelight, the thin layer of honey shimmered with a crystalline luster, making the skin appear even whiter.
"Your Highness," she leaned down, her long hair falling and brushing against his chest, "Want to try some?"
Xiao Chenyuan did not move.
His gaze moved from her collarbone to her face. Her phoenix eyes were deep and unfathomable, like the surface of a sea concealing a storm.
"Yaoyao," he said in a hoarse voice, "do you know what you're doing?"
Su Yaoyao smiled.
She leaned closer, her nose almost touching his, her breath sweet as orchids: "I know. It's a reward for Your Highness."
As she spoke, she took his hand and placed it on her waist.
Xiao Chenyuan's hands were burning hot.
His fingertips tightened slightly as he felt the soft skin beneath the thin nightgown.
"There's one here too," Su Yaoyao said softly, leading his hand upwards, "and here as well..."
Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Chenyuan had already flipped her over and pinned her down.
"I've said before," he looked down at her, his eyes dark and unfathomable, "that I don't like sweets."
Su Yaoyao blinked: "Then Your Highness..."
"But yours," he interrupted her, lowering his head to kiss her collarbone, "is for me."
"Your Highness..." Her voice trembled.
In the candlelight, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were glistening with tears, her lips were slightly parted, and her chest was heaving violently.
That thin layer of gauze had long since come undone.
"Didn't you make me taste it?" His voice was low and hoarse, with suppressed gasps.
Su Yaoyao, panting, still tried to be stubborn.
"I...I just wanted you to try it...I didn't want you to...eat it all..."
Xiao Chenyuan chuckled softly and leaned down again.
Su Yaoyao's mind went blank from his kiss, leaving only his burning heat and cool breath.
"A-Yuan...no..."
Xiao Chenyuan stopped and looked up at her.
Her eyes were red-rimmed, tears clung to her eyelashes, and her lips were bitten until they were bright red.
They are so pitiful.
They're so cute!
He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with his fingertips.
"Isn't this supposed to be a reward for me?" he asked in a low voice. "You can't even handle this?"
Su Yaoyao sniffed and glared at him.
"Yaoyao." His voice was terribly hoarse.
"Um……"
"I'm feeling very sweet right now," he paused, "I'm very sweet."
Su Yaoyao looked at him and suddenly smiled.
She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
"Then, Your Highness," she whispered in his ear, "would you like to eat some more?"
Xiao Chenyuan remained silent.
He simply lowered his head and kissed her lips.
The kiss was deep and urgent, carrying the sweetness of honey and his unique coolness.
The candlelight flickered, and the curtains hung low.
The moonlight outside the window is just right.
After an unknown amount of time, the room finally quieted down.
Su Yaoyao nestled in Xiao Chenyuan's arms, her body limp as if she had no bones.
Xiao Chenyuan looked down at her, gently brushing aside the stray hairs of her hair that were damp with sweat with his fingertips.
"Is it sweet?" Su Yaoyao asked with her eyes closed, her voice lazy.
Xiao Chenyuan paused for a moment.
"Sweet," he said.
Su Yaoyao opened her eyes and looked at him.
In the candlelight, a lingering sense of satisfaction remained in his eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, a rare touch of gentleness appearing on his usually aloof face.
"Yaoyao." Xiao Chenyuan looked down at her, his eyes dark and deep, "I feel now..."
"What do you think?"
"Desserts." He paused. "They are indeed delicious."
Su Yaoyao's face flushed, and before she could say anything, he kissed her.
The kiss carried the sweetness of honey, along with his refreshing coolness, all mixed together, making it intoxicating.
After a long while, he finally released her and pressed his forehead against hers.
"I'll eat it every day from now on," he said.
Su Yaoyao, panting, glared at him: "Didn't Your Highness say you didn't like sweets?"
Xiao Chenyuan chuckled softly.
"I only like you," he said. "From now on, I'll only eat you."
After a while, Su Yaoyao suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, Your Highness," she looked up, "where is that jar of honey?"
Xiao Chenyuan glanced at the low table beside the bed.
The porcelain jar lay there, its lid askew, and only a small portion of the honey remained inside.
Su Yaoyao: "..."
Her face flushed, and she buried her face in his chest.
Xiao Chenyuan chuckled softly, his chest trembling slightly.
"Next time," he said, "prepare more."
Su Yaoyao punched him lightly.
This person has gone astray.
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Late at night.
Su Yaoyao finally fell into a deep sleep, her breathing long and steady.
Xiao Chenyuan, however, was not sleepy.
He looked down at the person in his arms, his gaze sliding from her slightly furrowed brows to her slightly swollen lips, and finally landing on the faint marks on her collarbone.
He raised his hand and gently stroked it.
Then he pulled her closer to him, resting his chin on the top of her head.
Outside the window, the moonlight was as clear as water.
Inside the house, all was peaceful.
Meanwhile, in the courtyard of the Western Liang delegation's post station, He Qing was still awake.
He stood by the window, looking at the same moon, clutching the ephemeral jade pendant in his hand.
The candlelight reflected on his face, making the crimson beauty mark look like a drop of blood.
"Young Master." The man in black appeared silently behind him.
"explain."
"There's some activity on He Cong's side. He seems to be investigating the past of the Crown Prince's birth mother."
He Qing's eyes sharpened.
"Why would you need to investigate that?"
"I don't know," the man in black paused, "but his men have been frequently visiting the Imperial Archives recently."
He Qing remained silent for a moment.
"Keep a close eye on him," he said. "And also, arrange for some men to be on the day of the winter hunt."
"Young Master, you mean—"
"I don't want to think about anything," He Qing interrupted him, her voice indifferent. "Just... just in case."
The man in black stepped back in response.
He Qing remained standing by the window, gazing at the bright moon.
The cold moonlight shone on the beauty mark at the corner of his eye.
He remembered a long time ago, when his aunt held little Xiao Chenyuan in her arms and said to him with a smile, "Aqing, look, this is your cousin. You two will have to take care of each other from now on."
He was young then and didn't understand what "taking care of each other" meant.
I only remember that my aunt's smile was very gentle, like a spring breeze.
My aunt is no longer here.
Xiao Chenyuan has found someone he wants to take care of for the rest of his life.
And what about him?
He Qing looked down at the epiphyllum jade pendant in his palm.
She will probably never know.
He didn't want her to know either.