"Why would I be reluctant? Anyway, it's not me who will suffer."
But back then, he really went to great lengths to win the heart of his beloved.
Without the little girl causing trouble, His Majesty and the Empress enjoyed a wonderful night.
After dinner at the Yu family home, Ji Pingxi strolled around the courtyard to digest his food, his mind filled with images of pink and rosy hues.
Seeing her frowning and pacing back and forth without saying a word, Jade and Agate sensed that something was going on that they didn't know.
"Your Highness?"
"Shut up!"
"..."
Ji Pingxi had just managed to sort out some of her thoughts when they clamored away again, making her furious.
Yao Chenzi said with certainty that she was moved. She was just a concubine. Could it be that she had really fallen in love with her?
But if she didn't like it, why would she serve people like that?
If you don't like her, why are you always worried that this concubine will leave you?
Her heart was in turmoil. One moment she saw Yu Zhi sobbing softly, begging for her pity, and the next she saw Yu's mother, whose eyesight had been restored, sweeping her out of the house with a broom and scolding her for humiliating her precious daughter.
toothache.
She covered one cheek.
The stars and moon shone brightly in the sky. Ji Pingxi rubbed his stomach and walked back to his room.
The door creaked open, and bright lights burst into view.
Yu Zhi sat at the table in a daze. She turned her head and saw it was her. She glanced at her shyly and quickly looked away.
She saw people but pretended not to. Princess Changyang walked over aggressively, but didn't know what to say. She reached out and snatched the book from Yuzhi's hand: "Don't you even bother to light a lamp when you're reading? Don't you want to see?"
"want……"
A strange thought crossed someone's mind, and they began to believe that the beautiful woman was trying to seduce them.
The afternoon brought a unique experience, and Yu Zhi was still thinking about what she had said, "Try the back," her mind wandering, so much so that when this person sat opposite her, her body inexplicably went weak.
"Why are you only coming back now?"
Ji Pingxi fiddled with the small porcelain cup: "I'm full, let's take a stroll."
Aren't you going to take a bath?
At her suggestion, Her Highness readily agreed and went into the private bathroom.
She went to take a bath, and Yu Zhi lay down on the bed, covered her head with the quilt, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what.
Chapter 79 Beauty's Pass
A spring breeze wafted around the flower-lined window, and an unknown cat outside craned its neck and meowed a few times, which disturbed Yu Zhi's peace of mind.
Spring is a wonderful time for everything to come back to life. Whether it's people or cats and dogs, everyone is full of energy and it's the perfect season to let loose.
The delicate beauty's eyes held a hint of allure, perhaps because she was thinking about what had happened earlier, and she felt a tingling, itchy sensation coursing through her body.
The itch wouldn't stop anytime soon, which only served to remind Yu Zhi of her unusual behavior.
Having known each other for over a year, she didn't need to think to know what kind of person Ji Pingxi was—arrogant, frivolous, and unpredictable.
When they treat you well, they'll praise you to the skies, but once they get tired of you, they'll discard you without a second thought.
Even if such a person's life was stolen at birth, they still possess the pride of royalty in their bones. Despite their strong desires, they are always the arrogant and manipulative ones who sit high above others.
Kneeling, crawling, with teary eyes, it was always Yuzhi who endured it all.
Whether one lives or dies, whether one hangs in the clouds or suffers in the mud, it all depends on the other person's decision.
I never thought... Yu Zhi clutched the corner of the blanket, her cheeks flushed crimson.
She never imagined that one day the person she liked would give her such pleasure.
As the daughter of a marquis, Wei Pingxi was already flattered by this, but Ji Pingxi, the princess of Changyang, turned around and served her. At the same time, she felt even more ashamed and aggrieved for the other party.
Yes.
Wronged.
On the surface, she was a concubine, and that man was the master. What kind of master would do this kind of work for a concubine? If word got out, people would laugh at them.
Yu Zhi let out a soft gasp from under the covers, just as the cat in the yard was shamelessly flirting with its 'cat lover'.
She rubbed her face, gently pulled back the quilt to reveal a pair of shy and timid eyes, her long and alluring willow-leaf eyes hiding a hint of confusion and unspoken expectation.
Is Xi Xi's sudden change of heart just a passing fancy, or does she truly not dislike or like her?
She couldn't understand it, or perhaps she didn't dare to think about it; her heart was in turmoil.
The bathroom door opened, and Ji Pingxi emerged, yawning. Her beautiful hair was damp with the evaporation of her inner energy as she moved, leaving water droplets at the ends. Her figure was graceful, and she was loosely wrapped in a dazzlingly white robe. Her eyes were dark and bright, and her casual glance was full of charm, making people's hearts flutter.
Yu Zhi turned her head and hurriedly met her eyes before quickly looking away, as if she had done something wrong.
After a bath, Ji Pingxi's chaotic mood was soothed by the flowing water. She raised her eyebrows, took a few steps to the bedside, and pulled back a corner of the brocade quilt: "Let me in."
The words were serious, but Yu Zhi's mind was filled with thoughts of love and pleasure. No matter how serious the words were, she could turn them into daytime kisses and caresses. Under the brocade quilt, her slender jade legs suddenly pressed together.
The night was incredibly beautiful, and the woman standing before the bed was just the right amount of beautiful, like a fairy strolling through the clouds, slowly drifting into one's peaceful dream.
In the blink of an eye, Yu Zhi felt half of her body go numb, and she secretly scolded herself for being so weak.
Ji Pingxi glanced at her twice and then lifted the blanket.
The gentle fragrance of agarwood, mixed with the unique mild moisture after a bath, enveloped Yu Zhi, rendering her unable to move or look around.
The room was brightly lit by candlelight. A hand rested familiarly on Yu Zhi's waist. Yu Zhi strained her ears to listen and could only hear the soft, even breathing.
It's strange, when has Xi Xi ever been so well-behaved?
"Are you comfortable?" Ji Pingxi whispered in her ear, his words instantly igniting a fire raging in the beauty's heart.
"What, what's comfortable?" she asked in a trembling voice, feigning ignorance, her toes gripping the blankets.
A soft laugh.
It made my ears tingle from laughing.
"Don't play dumb. I'm asking you, are you comfortable?" She sneered in her eyes and stepped on Yu Zhi's curled toes.
This step felt like stepping on a cat's tail, and Yu Zhi turned around sharply to look at her.
The lights were bright, and the noble princess had shed her arrogance. Her eyes were gentle as water, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her beauty was brighter than spring in April. Her eyes curved into crescent moons as she smiled, and her teasing manner was a free and easy charm that even the most exquisite writing could not describe.
It makes my legs go weak for no reason.
No wonder men and women all over the world can't get past the allure of beautiful women.
No wonder the Holy Maiden of the Northern Region has lingered in the capital and hasn't left yet. With this person around, she can't bear to leave.
Even in his arrogant and wicked state, Wei Pingxi was already captivating; how much more so when His Highness speaks softly and speaks tenderly...
Yu Zhi gazed at her intently, a soft moan escaping her throat unintentionally. She seemed extremely shy, burying herself in Ji Pingxi's embrace and gently rubbing her calf against his leg.
The princess, immersed in a world of pleasure, seemed to have suddenly changed her nature, indulging her silently.
It was truly intimate and close.
Her embrace was so soft and warm that you could feel the rounded curves even through her inner garment. Yu Zhi blushed and tore herself away from her, looking at the ground with shyness. Before His Highness could catch her and bully her, she whispered to someone.
That "comfortable" came too quickly, like a night-blooming cereus blooming at midnight, stunning for a moment and then disappearing without a trace.
Ji Pingxi teased the beauty, which eased his strange mood. Taking advantage of the moment when Yu Zhi stole a kiss from her, he secretly curled the corners of his lips, no longer feeling awkward and annoyed.
"Try again?"
Her eyes sparkled as she looked over, and Yu Zhi was startled, her throat suddenly feeling dry.
Food and sex are human nature; once you taste the marrow, you know its flavor, which complements this late night perfectly.
Yu Zhi has a youthful appearance, but she is not a truly naive sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. She is a mature woman in her twenties. Faced with her charming sweetheart, even if she is thin-skinned, how could she possibly resist?
Ji Pingxi liked this about her; she was shy but not coy, a crybaby but also very good at reading people.
Therefore, it's even more interesting when such a beauty cries.
She was making quite a scene.
They wish they could completely devour someone.
The greatest martial arts master in the world is not only a master in terms of internal strength, but also a master in terms of endurance.
Like the best stone mill, it tirelessly extracts fresh soy milk.
As for Yu Zhi, who was a handful of fresh and tender beans, she was so drunk that she cried until she finally stopped, her head was spinning, but she was happy inside.
She was incredibly docile and obedient. Ji Pingxi brushed aside the strands of her hair that were damp with sweat, which added a deadly allure to her entire demeanor. She stroked the beauty's flushed face and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you so obedient?"
So well-behaved, it's almost unbearable.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, her alluring phoenix eyes filled with a storm that Yu Zhi couldn't understand. Yu Zhi unconsciously shook her head, her neck slender and graceful, her collarbone glistening with fragrant sweat.
In this situation, she remained silent, and Ji Pingxi suddenly remembered that long-standing saying—
The world lacks the willows of Jinghe, and is devoid of seven parts of charm.
Her throat moved slightly.
She thought to herself, "It's more than just seven parts charm."
It's a good thing she's a woman.
She licked her lips: Otherwise, she would really drain me dry.
The beauty's skin was as white as snow, and she was captivating and affectionate. After a while, she came to her senses and embraced her beloved tenderly. Her soft "Xi Xi" made one's bones go weak.
The drawn-out tone flowed into Ji Pingxi's heart and reached the very tip of her soul. Every syllable knocked on the door of her heart. For a moment, Ji Pingxi thought a lot, recalling that casual glance she had taken from upstairs in her past life.
It was the dead of winter, and the day was so cold that the mother and daughter walking down the long street looked so destitute.
That day was Yan Qing's birthday. Ji Pingxi was still Wei Pingxi. She seriously regarded Yan Qing as her mother. In order to accumulate merit for her mother, she would do a good deed every year on this day.