Arc 3: Chapter 15
Lin Yuan shifted his gaze to look at Jiang Qian. His eyes conveyed his usual indulgence and docility.
Jiang Qian’s warm and dry fingers rubbed the corners of Lin Yuan’s lips for a minute, and then they moved upwards until they hovered over Lin Yuan’s wound: “Does it still hurt?”
His voice was light and extremely gentle. Jiang Qian couldn’t bear to ever speak harshly to his soft and delicate little prince.
Lin Yuan shook his head seriously: “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
Back in the palace, Jiang Qian had been unable to stay calm. The whole time he felt as if he was standing on a cliff. If he made one mistep, then he would fall and be smashed into pieces. Only when he was surrounded by Prince Chu mansion’s familiar walls did he feel more relieved.
“It’s good that it doesn’t hurt. It’s really good…”
Lin Yuan could see that Jiang Qian was a little happy. The other’s dim amber eyes finally curved, and they rippled.
Lin Yuan really liked Jiang Qian’s smile. He was so pleased his invisible tag wagged up towards the sky.
His husband is always the most, most, most, most good looking~
Jiang Qian’s eyes landed on Lin Yuan’s lips. Somewhere at the bottom of his heart ignited a fire that spread rapidly.
Against Lin Yuan’s petal-like lips, his movements became rougher like he wanted to squeeze out nectar.
Lin Yuan saw Jiang Qian’s eyes grow focused, and he couldn’t be any more familiar with that look. It was the look his husband had when he really wanted to kiss him.
If you want to, just kiss. Why do you have to rub so much?
Lin Yuan didn’t understand Jiang Qian’s restraint. He grabbed Jiang Qian’s hand and rubbed against it: “Jiang Qian, if you want to kiss me, why don’t you do it? Why are you enduring it? I’m yours, you can do whatever you want to me…”
Jiang Qian’s eyes sharpened.
Yes, why did he endure?
Lin Yuan is his, only his.
Lin Yuan was the only one who would offer him a sincere, untainted love, and even defend him with his life.
He was his…
This sentence resounded in his mind, and he couldn’t wait to bow his head and kiss Lin Yuan deeply.
Jiang Qian used to maintain his reservations when being intimate with Lin Yuan, but now he discarded all of those invisible restraints. He was like a starving beast, craving and greedy for more of Lin Yuan to relieve his hunger.
Lin Yuan was kissed into losing his breath. Jiang Qian’s actions were very similar to when he wasn’t sober, or even more exaggerated than back then.
Soon, he couldn’t stand it anymore. He covered his mouth with his hand and complained angrily, “No more kissing! My mouth is hurting to death! If you kiss anymore, it will break!”
The teenager glared at Jiang Qian with teary eyes.
When Jiang Qian saw Lin Yuan’s appearance, the fire in his heart burned even stronger. He gently kissed the back of Lin Yuan’s hand and murmured: “Sui Sui, I feel uncomfortable…”
The heat from the man’s warm lips coursed straight into Lin Yuan's heart.
“Sui Sui, I feel uncomfortable…”
The tip of Jiang Qian’s tongue poked out and lightly brushed across the back of Lin Yuan’s hand, and left a trace of wetness.
Lin Yuan didn’t blink. Just… why was his husband so attractive? He hesitated for only a short moment before moving his hand away, and Jiang Qian immediately kissed his lips and swept him away again.
But this time Jiang Qian was much more patient, and Lin Yuan didn’t feel as much pain as before.
After feeling satisfied, Jiang Qian sat up and held Lin Yuan in his lap. He kissed the whole length of the teenager’s neck. He nibbled Lin Yuan’s red earlobe and said hoarsely: “Sui Sui, do you remember… what we were doing when I woke up?”
Lin Yuan came to his senses. He flushed even deeper and his heart beat swiftly. He silently hid himself in the other party’s chest, but he still answered obediently: “I… remember…”
Jiang Qian watched as Lin Yuan drilled into his arms like a small animal and his heart melted. But he didn’t let the teenager off. He intentionally asked: “Really? If Sui Sui remembers, then tell me, what were we doing?”
Lin Yuan knew that Jiang Qian was deliberately teasing him and complained in his heart that his husband was really a rogue. Nevertheless, he raised his head and whispered the answer into the man’s ear.
As Lin Yuan whispered, Jiang Qian’s throat could help tightening and his breaths became disordered. He felt all the blood in his body boil and concentrate down below.
But he reminded himself that his little prince was still delicate and he wanted to treasure the other in the palm of his hand.
Jiang Qian’s Adam’s apple moved up and down: “At that time… I was so surprised that I don’t remember most of it… When the little prince recovers, can you… do it again for me?”
Lin Yuan reddeneded, but he didn’t reject his husband’s bad intentions, he even… liked it. He liked being intimate with his husband.
His arms looped around the man’s neck. Lin Yuan blinked at Jiang Qian with shining eyes and nodded gently: “Okay, I’ll do it.”
Jiang Qian exhaled slowly and hugged him tighter: “Many thanks for… the prince’s favor.”
Lin Yuan grinned: “No need for thanks~”
The emotions of both of them were stirred and they kissed deeply again. When they calmed down, Lin Yuan nestled in Jiang Qian’s arms and whispered: “The palace was not a good place. I wanted to hug you but I couldn’t. Indeed, being at home is much better. There’s no one watching, and I can hug you and kiss you whenever.”
Jiang Qian chuckled: “It’s been hard for the prince.”
Lin Yuan agreed. He thought to himself that he really did have it hard. His husband was so good looking but he could neither hug nor kiss. It wasn’t like he was a single dog, so why couldn’t he be intimate with Jiang Qian?
Being home was so much happier~
Lin Yuan hummed in agreement and then belatedly realized that Jiang Qian called him ‘prince’ and not ‘Sui Sui’. He felt a little unhappy.
He pressed Jiang Qian’s slightly swollen lips and said with dissatisfaction: “Now it’s only the two of us, why aren’t you calling me ‘Sui Sui’?”
Jiang Qian kissed Lin Yuan’s fingertips: “Sui Sui look, you are a first-ranked prince, and this one is a criminal slave, but right now you are in this one’s embrace, and this one can do anything to you. Don’t you think this is interesting?”
Lin Yuan thought to himself, wasn’t this role-playing? He changed his tune and grabbed Jiang Qian’s hand and bit down. He said with fake fierceness: “You are just a slave, how bold of you to treat this prince in this way! This prince will punish you!”
Jiang Qian asked lowly: “How will the prince punish this slave? This slave is all ears.”
Lin Yuan originally wanted to say that he wanted a hundred kisses, but he glanced at the blackening value, and his eyes lit up with another idea.
Lin Yuan said softly: “Jiang Qian, this prince will punish you…”
“Punish you to grow old with this prince…”
Lin Yuan leaned closer and said seriously: “Punish you so that you experience no more sorrow, punish you so you are never hurt, punish you to never encounter hardship, punish you to live for a hundred years. Jiang Qian, this prince will punish you to grow old with this prince, never to be separated…”
Jiang Qian initially thought that his little prince would treat this role play light-heartedly and say something casually. He didn’t expect that his Lin Yuan would punish him this severely…
The sunlight shone through the paper window without any obstruction. Jiang Qian held Lin Yuan’s slender body in his arms, and some haze in his amber pupils unconsciously dissipated.
Jiang Qian wanted to accept all of his punishments--he really wanted to-- but there were too many members of the Jiang family who died, and their blood could dye half of the capital in red. How could he live a life with no sorrow or hardship?
Jiang Qian was the last person from the Jiang clan, and the bones of the rest of the Jiang family rested on his shoulders. Their blood flowed in Jiang Qian’s body.
They died so tragically and wrongly, unable to voice their resentment, and could not even return to their hometown.
Jiang Qian could not let go of this hatred. At the same time, he could not let go of Lin Yuan, and he would never let go of Lin Yuan.
So the only thing he could do was live the rest of his life with his little prince, never to be separated.
“Good…”
Jiang Qian snuggled up to Lin Yuan and said softly: “This slave accepts the punishment. This slave will never be separated from the little prince, and grow old together…”
【Di! Congrats host, the villain’s blackening value has decreased to 90%】
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In the next few days, everything seemed the same as before, but Lin Yuan soon found that Jiang Qian was acting a bit abnormally. He recalled that in the plot, the emperor used Jiang Qian many times as his secret sword to exterminate dissenters. But the emperor never cared if Jiang Qian was hurt.
One evening, when Jiang Qian wanted to kiss him, Lin Yuan pushed the other onto the bed and sat on top of him.
He pinched the man’s chin and asked fiercely: “You, are you doing things on the emperor’s orders?”
Jiang Qian didn’t expect his little prince to be so observant. Jiang Qian didn’t want to dirty Lin Yuan’s ears, but he also didn’t want to deceive the other. He said hesitantly: “Sui Sui, don’t ask, okay?”
Lin Yuan sprawled over Jiang Qian’s chest and listened to the other’s heartbeat. He said unhappily: “I can not ask, but you can’t listen to the emperor. He’s the worst!”
Jiang Qian was a bit surprised at Lin Yuan’s words. His hand held the back of Lin Yuan’s head and he connected their lips: “Of course. My master is only the little prince, only Sui Sui……”