Chapter 52
Rong Xiangmian’s entire body is wrapped in an embrace, unable to escape. This time, the kiss is more forceful than before, sensing her resistance, King Yu’s kiss turns into a bite.
Lips and teeth grinding her lips, chin, neck, all the way down, no trace of the previous days of gentle restraint, all the implication of violent occupation.
His hand reached into her collar.
Coarse fingers and palm scars swept over every inch of soft skin, such as by the fire burned generally.
“Your Highness …… you can’t do this to me.”
“Why can’t …… you be my wife.”
Zhou Xian Yang again caught the princess’s lips, not allowing her to speak. Rong Xiangmian was so eloquent that he definitely couldn’t talk to her.
He wanted to go back to the wedding night, back to the next day in the carriage, back to in front of the Caged Moon Nunnery.
At that time, the princess had been very willing to him, responding to his kisses and smiling at his words, and the two of them should have been as sweet as fish in water.
He wanted to enjoy her willingness to him.
Instead, everything changed.
Rong Xiangmian felt so unlucky to have been slaughtered to this point.
One day she was teaching him how to kiss with tenderness, and today he was treating her with such abandon.
That’s right. He is a brother to King Li, a powerful prince, and she is just a woman who is dependent on him.
As long as he wants, he doesn’t need to learn how to kiss, and doesn’t need to care about whether she is satisfied, like it or not, as long as according to his own nature to is.
But …… she always felt in her heart that Zhou Xianyang was different from King Li.
She was unable to resist with her hands, and could only stomp on the ground with both feet. King Yu then picked her up and pressed her onto the large desk, where she couldn’t even reach the ground.
Rong Xiangmian’s hands were held tightly by him, completely stripped of her strength, and she had nothing to rely on.
For a moment, she gave up struggling, letting Zhou Xianyang use his tongue to pry open her teeth and undo the belt around her waist.
But when she saw how much he was enjoying it, she realized it was unfair. What’s the point?
She bit down hard on Fabien’s lower lip, until he bit down so hard that it hurt him to the point of giving up.
She gasped for breath, the tears in her eyes glistening in the light of the lamp, but not a single tear fell or a cry escaped from her since the beginning.
This stubborn and hurt look caused a throbbing pain in Zhou Xian Yang’s heart. He licked his lips, and the slightest taste of blood came through.
“On the night of the wedding, didn’t you say that you wanted to relieve me of my loneliness. Now that I need you to relieve me of my loneliness, why don’t you want to?”
Rong Xiangxian stood up and her clothes slipped loosely, revealing her snow-white fragrant shoulders. She hurriedly grabbed the garment and quickly put it back on, cleaning herself up while saying, “Is Your Highness’ loneliness to be solved by humiliating your concubine? Concubine is not willing, your highness just humiliate me like this. Is my concubine Your Highness’s wife, or is she a woman in a greenhouse?”
Zhou Xian Yang knew he couldn’t beat her, “Humiliate me? You’ve put a big hat on me. Your Highness, these past few days, have I treated you badly?”
Rong Xiangyang looked at his injured expression, her heart didn’t feel good, she reached out and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, “Your Highness is treating his wife well. As for this wife, whether it’s me or someone else, it won’t make any difference. If it was Xiangzhi who married into the royal family, I’m afraid His Highness would treat her better. I would rather His Highness treat me badly than be a replacement.”
“Substitute?”
“Your Highness holds your sister’s handkerchief day in and day out, glancing at it from time to time, this deep love concubine is also moved by it.”
Zhou Xian Yang’s heart sank, “You know?”
“Concubine can’t, and Your Highness is unwilling to burn this handkerchief, right?”
Zhou Xian Yang fell silent.
Rong Xiangmian revealed a disinterested smile, “I only blame my concubine for not having the destiny to make Your Highness think about her, and could only rely on a pair of eyes that resembled her sister’s to gain Your Highness’s favor. Concubine has no virtue and is jealous, Your Highness can repudiate me if you don’t like it!”
After saying that, she gathered her hair, cleaned up her appearance, opened the door of her room, and left in large strides.
Fei Xue saw her look as frosty, and hurriedly greeted her, “What’s wrong with the girl?”
“Nothing, go back and rest …… By the way, pass on my words to the person in charge of the purchasing and kitchen test dishes ……”
Zhou Xian Yang sat powerlessly in his chair, remorseful. Not long after, Linlang came over, “The girl instructed the slave girl to bring the bedding and pillows, and immediately lay them for His Highness?”
There was a bed in the study, but no one had ever slept in it.
Zhou Xian Yang whispered, “No need.”
“Then is Your Highness going back to the bedroom to sleep?”
“You go back and serve your girl to get settled first, don’t worry about me,”
He didn’t want to sleep in the study, sleeping here for a night would make it difficult to go back later. But he didn’t have the face to go back to the bedroom now either.
Waiting for the four quiet, he took out the handkerchief again, rubbed it carefully, pinched a corner and put it on top of the candlestick.
The candle flame seemed to be helping him make up his mind, and the originally stable flame suddenly rose, burning to the edge of the handkerchief, and was about to consume the word “know” outlined by the gold threads, when Zhou Xianyang subconsciously clutched the handkerchief back, snuffing out the flame in his palm.
Rong Xiangmian had a dreamless night until dawn.
Only after waking up did Lin Lang come to tell her, “His Highness didn’t sleep all night and sat in the study all night.”
“Hm.” She gave a salty assent and let him be. The maids didn’t dare to ask how they were doing.
At breakfast, Zhou Xian Yang was late in coming out, so Rong Xiangmian asked someone to send food to him in the study.
At lunch, Yu Wang was late again, Rong Xiangmian was hungry and took a sip of the soup first, realizing that there was finely chopped pig liver in it, and was furious.
“Didn’t you say no offal? You can’t even handle this? Who made this soup? Who bought this dish? Hurry up and change it!”
Feiyun immediately said, “I’ll go ask right away, don’t be angry, girl.” Saying that, he let the little girl carry the bowl of soup down.
On the way, she bumped into King Yu coming over and said, “Your Highness, forgive me.”
Zhou Xian Yang asked her why she wasn’t serving in the Liu Yun Hall, so she told him about the dishes not being right and the crown princess being angry.
When he went over, he saw the princess standing alone under the eaves of the Liuyun Hall, leaning against the porch pillar and staring at the falling flowers and flowing water.
In the breeze, the dusty and elegant section of the curly body, delicate and elegant picture of flowers and moonlight, weak, and last night that stubborn to the point that even he was a little bit in awe of the woman, judging by the two people.
In his heart, Zhou Xian Yang cursed himself a thousand times over.
“Your Highness, I’m sorry.”
Rong Xiangyang moved slightly at his words and turned sideways to look at him. His customarily cold face was filled with apologies.
He was indeed a different person from Zhou Xianhan.
“Yesterday, because of General Shi’s matter, I was a bit out of line and hurt you, I’m really sorry. I promise that I will absolutely not force you …… again If there is anything bad about me in the future, Wangfei can also point it out at any time, so don’t aggravate yourself.”
Zhou Xian Yang didn’t expect the Wangfei to forgive her immediately, but the Wangfei just sighed and looked at him with a calm look that seemed to have traveled through a long period of time, “Good.”
Then as if nothing had happened, she pointed at the table, “Your Highness, the kitchen is not doing a good job today, but these dishes are good, so let’s eat them first. I’ll have them quickly go get another simple soup.”
Zhou Xian Yang walked over and looked down at her, “Your Highness, we have something big to do.”
“What great matter?”
“I’m afraid that the Emperor’s summons for me to come to the palace and pay homage to your mother in private has been shaken out.”
Rong Xiangmian was shocked in his heart, “Then I’ll go and confess my guilt, saying that it’s all because I cried and begged you, and you took pity on me and had no choice but to go. I’ll admit my punishment, I’ll go admit my punishment.”
Zhou Xian Yang held her back and calmed her down, whispering in her ear, “Don’t be afraid. I’ll go into the palace first, and the palace will probably summon you later. At that time, you just need to tell the truth.”
Rong Xiangxian was very guilty, “It’s all my fault, I shouldn’t have ghosted you and taken you to the Western Mountain.”
“No, you should have taken me.” Xian Yang gently stroked her back, “Whether or not your mother can enter the ancestral tomb depends on today.”
Before Rong Xiangmian could react, she was pressed by him on the stool, “You eat slowly, I’ll go into the palace first.”