Shen Lixue was startled. The cool sensation on her lips struck her heart instantly. Her body trembled, and she tried to break free with both hands, but Dongfang Heng held her down tightly, preventing her from moving an inch. She tried to turn her head, but he held her lips tightly. Her legs and body were pressed down by him, and she could not move an inch. She pursed her lips and glared angrily at Dongfang Heng.
A strange light suddenly flashed in Dongfang Heng's obsidian-like eyes, and he bit her lip hard.
Shen Lixue winced in pain, her tightly pursed lips parted, and Dongfang Heng seized the opportunity to enter her.
This kiss, tinged with madness, struck like a storm, shattering Shen Lixue's soul and spirit. Reason and anger collapsed, leaving her mind blank, her thoughts adrift, her breathing rapid, and her heart nearly stopping.
Unlike the fleeting, superficial kisses outside the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, Dongfang Heng's pine scent permeated every part of Shen Lixue's lips, inside and out. The frenzied, intense kiss almost overwhelmed her; her slender body trembled slightly, her head spun, the scenery before her eyes became increasingly blurry, and her body grew weaker and weaker.
Looking into Shen Lixue's hazy eyes, her slightly furrowed brows, and her face flushed slightly from shortness of breath, Dongfang Heng slowly loosened his grip. His strong arms embraced Shen Lixue's soft body, gradually tightening. The wild and intense kisses became gentle, like a spring breeze and drizzle, soft and warm, making her feel as if she were under warm sunshine, feeling cozy and relaxed.
Shen Lixue gradually became intoxicated by Dongfang Heng's gentleness, and her initial resistance and rebellion turned into an awkward response.
Dongfang Heng's body trembled, a hint of a smile flashing deep in his eyes. He tightened his arms again, unconsciously deepening the kiss, tender and lingering, making one deeply intoxicated.
A faint scent of pine resin enveloped her, and Shen Lixue's soft body gradually slumped into Dongfang Heng's arms. Her head spun, and she felt as if she were suffocating. Her light breaths turned into ambiguous moans, and her beautiful face flushed with a rosy hue. She tried to push Dongfang Heng away, crying out, "Dongfang... Heng..."
Dongfang Heng pulled away from Shen Lixue's lips slightly, gazing intently at her. In the depths of his dark eyes, it seemed as if two flames were burning.
Shen Lixue's cherry lips were slightly parted as she breathed heavily, her dazed eyes slowly regaining their clarity: "Dongfang Heng, have you kissed enough?"
"Not yet!" Dongfang Heng suddenly lowered his head and kissed him again.
Shen Lixue turned her head to one side and pushed Dongfang Heng's shoulders away forcefully with both hands: "If you continue... I'm going to suffocate!"
"Then let's do something else!" Dongfang Heng's gaze was deep as he gently untied the strap of her bodice.
With a sudden release from her back, the bodice she wore swayed precariously in front of her chest, as if it might fall off at any moment. Shen Lixue glared angrily at Dongfang Heng, who was really planning to consummate their marriage tonight.
Shen Lixue's face was flushed, and her eyes were full of spring. Even when she glared at him, there was no trace of intimidation in her eyes. Her eyes were full of light, which made Dongfang Heng's heart flutter. He lowered his head and kissed her slightly swollen red lips again.
The indoor temperature rose sharply, becoming warm and cozy, while the night outside was quiet and still.
Just as Shen Lixue was about to suffocate again, Dongfang Heng finally released her. Shen Lixue could no longer speak, only rapid breathing remained. Her gaze was unfocused, and her face was flushed. Dongfang Heng's heart fluttered again at the sight of her. He hurriedly looked to the side, breathing heavily, his deep eyes unfathomable, as if he was forcibly suppressing something.
Her soft, supple body felt incredibly comfortable in his arms. Dongfang Heng didn't want to let go, and his arms tightened around her without him even realizing it. He buried his face in Shen Lixue's fragrant neck, greedily inhaling her unique, delicate scent, his jade-like fingers lightly touching her back.
Her bodice swayed as if it might fall off at any moment, and Shen Lixue's body stiffened abruptly: "Dongfang Heng!"
Dongfang Heng did not answer, but continued to work behind her back with his hands. After a moment, the straps of the bodice were all tied.
Shen Lixue was startled again: "Dongfang Heng!" Didn't he want to consummate their marriage? Why did he change his mind again?
Dongfang Heng lay down next to Shen Lixue, took a thin undergarment and wrapped it around Shen Lixue's exquisite body, looking into Shen Lixue's dark eyes as deep as a pool: "Didn't you say that before the age of fifteen... it's not good for the body?"
Shen Lixue was taken aback. It was just a reason she made up on the spot: "Didn't you say you didn't believe me?"
"You mean, we can continue?" Dongfang Heng's handsome face drew closer again, a hint of affection flickering in his deep eyes.
Shen Lixue was startled and quickly buried her face in the quilt: "It's late, go to sleep!" It would be better if they didn't consummate their marriage. Why would she offer herself up to be slaughtered by that cunning god?
The blankets she was wrapped in were pulled away by Dongfang Heng, his strong arms encircling her soft, fragrant body. The faint scent of pine resin enveloped her, and she could hear his strong, powerful heartbeat. His warm breath sprayed on her hair, and Dongfang Heng's deep, husky voice came from above her head: "Hmm, rest!"
Dongfang Heng held her tightly, making it difficult for Shen Lixue to breathe. Several times she wanted him to loosen his arms, but thinking of what he had just done, she hesitated to say the words that were on the tip of her tongue. If he lost his temper again, she wouldn't be able to handle it.
Even breathing could be heard above her head. Shen Lixue looked up and saw that Dongfang Heng had his eyelids slightly closed and was asleep. His young face looked even more handsome in the candlelight. In his sleep, he was less cold and sharp than usual, and his facial features were as soft as a poem or painting.
Shen Lixue tentatively pushed Dongfang Heng's arms, which were wrapped around her body, outward little by little. The small space she was in gradually became larger, and her breathing became much easier.
Taking a few deep breaths, Shen Lixue looked at the sleeping Dongfang Heng, just as she was about to remove his arm and break free from his hold, but unexpectedly his loosened arm suddenly tightened, and she was once again tightly wrapped in his arms.
Shen Lixue's soft, fragrant body pressed against Dongfang Heng's strong body, her beautiful face touching his bare chest. His heart seemed to beat faster, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.
Shen Lixue was so angry that she didn't notice anything was wrong. Looking at Dongfang Heng's peaceful sleeping face, she gritted her teeth. He was still so domineering even when he was asleep. How hateful!
Unable to break free or leave, Shen Lixue could only resign herself to resting in Dongfang Heng's arms. The faint scent of pine lingered in her nostrils, and waves of drowsiness quickly washed over her. In a daze, Shen Lixue drifted off to sleep.
In a hazy state, Shen Lixue felt a tingling sensation on her face, as if a breath was spraying on her face, or as if a gentle breeze was blowing. She was too sleepy to pay attention to it, so she turned her face to continue sleeping. Unexpectedly, the tingling sensation moved from her face to her neck, then to her collarbone, and then to her chest, and even seemed to be moving downwards.
Shen Lixue waved her hand impatiently, and the gentle breeze vanished without a trace. Just as she was about to turn over and continue sleeping, she was suddenly weighed down, and her lips were captured. The moist touch went straight to her mind through her lips.
Shen Lixue was startled and suddenly opened her eyes. Dongfang Heng's handsome face, magnified infinitely, came into view. Everything that had happened last night flooded into her mind like a tidal wave. Shen Lixue gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes burning with anger. She turned her head to avoid his kiss and angrily rebuked, "Dongfang Heng, it's already dawn. Aren't you going to court?"
Except for his designated days off, Shen Minghui would go to court early every day.
"I am injured, and Your Majesty has granted me special permission not to attend court every day!" Dongfang Heng looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes warm and gentle.
"I'm hungry, I need to get up and eat!" Shen Lixue felt uncomfortable under his gaze, so she made up an excuse to distance herself from him.
"Alright!" Dongfang Heng stopped arguing, turned over and lay down to one side, loosening his grip on her arms.
Shen Lixue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked past Dongfang Heng, put on a white undergarment, got out of bed, went to the cabinet, took out a set of clothes, and went behind the screen.
Steam rose from the bathtub. After bathing, Shen Lixue changed her clothes, stepped out from behind the screen, and sat in front of the dressing mirror. She suddenly noticed that the person in the mirror had skin as white as snow, beautiful eyes that were bright, lips that were red and slightly swollen, and her slender, fair neck was covered with pink spots, like strawberries in the early morning.
"Dongfang Heng, did you do this on purpose?" Shen Lixue rushed to the bedside, grabbed Dongfang Heng's clothes and shook him violently, her beautiful eyes blazing with anger.
Dongfang Heng opened his eyes, his clear gaze sweeping over Shen Lixue's slightly swollen lips and the pink hickeys on her neck. A hint of playful amusement flickered in his deep eyes: "The hickeys are very light, nothing to worry about!"
Shen Lixue gritted her teeth. Even a light kiss mark was still a hickey. How could she go out in public looking like this? "The Holy King's Mansion should have medicine to reduce swelling. Go back and get me some."
"The hickeys will disappear in two or three days at most, no need for medicine!" Dongfang Heng said calmly, gently turning over and closing his eyes to rest.
Shen Lixue was slightly taken aback. She looked at her empty little hand. She had clearly gripped it tightly, yet the collar had still managed to slip away silently. Dongfang Heng's martial arts were indeed unfathomable, and he was also a cunning and ruthless man. If she pressed him any further, she probably wouldn't get any results.
She glared at Dongfang Heng resentfully, then found a veil and put it on, covering her lips and neck. After checking herself in the mirror and finding nothing amiss, she quickly walked outside.
"Why are you being so mysterious? What are you going to do?" Dongfang Heng turned over, his slender body half-lying on the bed, adding a touch of languor and elegance, his deep gaze following Shen Lixue.