Un sueño de transmigración

Capítulo 61

I touched my forehead, lost in thought for a moment, until the fox's face suddenly appeared before me, startling me back to my senses. I touched my frightened heart through my clothes, and glanced behind the fox, but didn't see any flies.

The fox didn't speak, but simply wrapped his arm around my waist and brought his face close. However, I wasn't going to be fooled. The absence of the fly gave me a bad feeling, so I immediately reached into my robes and pulled out the sachet. It was an instinctive action; I didn't know what it would do beforehand. But once I took the sachet out, I knew its purpose: I quickly pulled it from my robes and presented it to the fox like a treasure, only to have it brush against his lips as he leaned in. He innocently gave the sachet a kiss.

"Did you make this sachet yourself, brother? It's so beautiful!" I said ingratiatingly before the fox could lash out.

But judging from the fox's unprecedentedly dark and unflattering expression, it seems the effect has backfired.

"Oh, I thought Qianqian was avoiding her older brother." He snatched the sachet from my hand and stuffed it back into my arms, his expression softening as he spoke.

"No, no, absolutely not." I shook my head like a rattle-drum, determined not to give up until I was dizzy.

"Is that so?" The fox held my head still, which was shaking incessantly, and leaned down to examine my face. Then it stood up straight again and said with a hint of resentment.

Fine, so be it if I die, so be it if I fall. Anyway, it's the same whether I kiss him or he kisses me, so I'll just give him a little treat. I smiled brightly at the fox, then stood on tiptoe, reached out and hooked my arms around its neck. My heart started pounding, and I gently closed my eyes, for the first time, I took the initiative to bring my lips to itss.

But as it turns out, there is a difference between being proactive and being passive. The first time I took the initiative, after I finally came to my senses, I was shocked to find myself lying on the couch behind the general's camp, which seemed to be the place where Erlinzi was resting.

"B-Big Brother." I stammered. Oh my god, it wasn't that I wanted to stutter, I was just too nervous. I was lying on the same bed as the fox, and I was in the fox's arms. The fox's hands were wandering all over my body, and it seemed like my hands were also taking advantage of the fox.

"Qianqian," he whispered in my ear, nibbling at my earlobe before moving on to my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I continued seductively, "How does he know Qianqian's name?"

"Um... I said it myself." I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't hear what the fox said at all; I just answered instinctively. But as soon as I finished speaking, I snapped back to reality because the fox had bitten me hard.

"Ouch, that hurts," I cried out softly, staring at the fox with teary eyes.

"Qianqian told him everything?" The fox finally gave up biting my neck, instead putting one arm around me and stroking my face with the other. His voice was gentle, but his eyes held a dangerous glint and a suppressed desire.

I was mesmerized by those eyes and obediently nodded. But unexpectedly, the fox flipped over and pinned me beneath him.

I was finally jolted awake. Oh no, was the fox jealous again? But before I could say anything, the fox, with one hand on the bed, somehow managed to slip the other hand into my arms and place it on my chest. Half of his hand was through the bodice, and the other was pressed against my body. The warm yet slightly cool touch made me gasp and hold my breath. My body trembled uncontrollably, as if an electric current was running through my body. I felt hot, dizzy, scared, and expectant all at the same time.

"Inside here, only I can live; outside here, only I can touch." He ran his hand over my chest territory, then nibbled at my lower lip and murmured, "Qianqian, my Qianqian, you are mine."

I think I'm being a bit perverse. Hearing the fox's domineering confession, I actually felt an unprecedented joy. The happiness and emotion in my heart far outweighed my reason. Instinctively, I reached out and placed my hand on the fox's chest, my eyes sparkling as I looked at him, and the corners of my mouth unconsciously turned up: "Big brother, is it the same here?"

His hand covered mine, then pressed heavily against his chest. His eyes were dark and resolute. He seemed about to nod, but suddenly chuckled, his eyes filled with a deep smile, and his expression became extremely joyful: "Even Qianqian gets jealous?"

Oh no, oh no! I think I've really fallen for the fox. Why did I nod without thinking when I saw his undisguised smile and happiness? Seeing the fox's increasingly radiant smile, I just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

In fact, that's exactly what I did. While I was somewhat embarrassed and angry, I was struggling to push away the fox who was still lying on me and having a great time, while I was twisting and turning trying to get away. Good heavens, this position was too ambiguous.

"Qianqian." The fox whispered, grabbing my hands with lightning speed. He lowered his body, pressing his entire weight onto me, and then pulled my hands behind his back, making me wrap my arms around his waist. His voice was husky, yet carried a magnetic, sensual quality, "Qianqian, if you keep moving around like this, do you want to get married and consummate your marriage with your elder brother right here?"

I was so scared I didn't dare move or even breathe. Although I decided to keep the fox company that night, it wasn't the kind of company I was talking about.

"Fox." I called out softly, a little nervously and fearfully. Oh my god, based on my almost zero physiological knowledge, plus my experience of skipping over explicit scenes in romance novels but occasionally catching a glimpse of them by accident, Fox's body seemed to be reacting. My heart jumped into my throat. I'd heard that men are all driven by desire, with a beastly side. Would that fox be unable to resist unleashing her beastly nature?

"A fox?" The fox's eyes narrowed instantly, and it lowered its face, blowing air at me.

"Heavens are killing me! Has my brain gone mad? I actually blurted out what I was thinking. It seems the fox's physiological reaction really scared me."

Never mind, the situation with Fox alone is even more chaotic than when I faced five people. I grabbed Fox's neck, buried my face in his shoulder, and cried out, "Big brother, I was wrong, I was wrong. You can't scold me, you can't blame me, and you can't say anything to me like that."

I heard the fox's soft laughter, and then he rolled over with me in his arms, and I ended up lying on top of him.

"Will Big Brother be involved in a marriage alliance?" I asked casually, nestled against the fox's chest, idly drawing circles on his clothes with one hand.

A sigh came from above my head, and my hand was held in another warm, large hand: "Have you forgotten what I told you that day? No matter what you hear, don't take it seriously, don't overthink it. Qianqian, just trust your big brother."

"Can I call you Fox?" I asked, resting my chin on Fox's chest and blinking at him. Since Fox said so, I shouldn't have anything to worry about.

"No." He refused decisively, his face showing a conflicted mix of anger about to erupt and suppressed emotions.

As I slid down, I casually said, "Since you don't want this nickname, I'll give it to Xilan instead."

"You dare!" The fox reached out and pulled me tightly into his arms, then lowered his head and sealed my mouth with his.

Actually, I didn't sleep well all night. Why? Because it was the first time I shared a bed with a man, and my heart was pounding wildly. I suspect that Fox was secretly amused, since someone as perfect as me rarely has the chance to embarrass myself like this.

The fox gently kissed my forehead. I blushed and lowered my head, letting him carry me out of bed and then dress me.

Uh, actually, I'm still wearing all my clothes except for the outer robe, they're just a little messy. Don't get the wrong idea, although last night wasn't exactly innocent, I wasn't completely taken advantage of.

The sky outside was still somewhat dark, but the army was about to depart, and the moment of parting had finally arrived. I hugged Fox tightly around the waist, buried my head in his chest, took a deep breath, then turned and ran towards the outside of the command camp. I jumped onto the horse that Night Wind had led over and galloped towards the Azure Sky Army camp. Night Wind called out "Young Master" twice, but seeing that I remained unmoved, he had no choice but to spur his horse and follow closely beside me.

From afar, I saw Xi Lan standing outside the camp. When she saw me riding over, she leaped up and pulled me down from the horse.

"Don't you know this is dangerous?"

"Where is Mochizuki Muneya?"

Xi Lan and I spoke at the same time. Xi Lan's tone was gentle but somewhat nervous, while mine was fiery and somewhat angry. Moreover, as I spoke, I took a step forward as if to rush ahead.

Xi Lan sighed softly, took my hand, and walked towards a camp ahead. Ignoring the surprised looks from those around us, I pulled Xi Lan along, walking faster and faster.

Wangyue Zongning sat motionless in his tent, his hands bound behind his back, clearly having had his pressure points sealed. At Xi Lan's glance, the guards beside her immediately bowed and retreated.

I rushed forward and kicked him hard. Mochizuki Zongning could only watch helplessly as I was kicked. I kicked him several more times, finally using both my hands and feet until I knocked him to the ground.

"Qianqian, what's wrong?" Xilan pulled my hand, and seeing that I was still stretching out my legs as if I wanted to kick him a few more times, he quickly pulled me close to his side, leaned down, and looked at me with concern.

I kicked him a few more times in anger before finally stopping. Panting, I cursed, "If he weren't still of any use, I would have killed him right now. This bastard, blinded by greed and power, launched a war to annex the Dragon Yao Kingdom. If it weren't for him and his dog emperor father, why would we be fighting this war from so far away?"

If it weren't for this war, Hong'er wouldn't have died, Yunhui wouldn't have lost his arm, and I wouldn't be some nobody, Princess Xiyue; I wouldn't have let Xilan down, and Xilan wouldn't know me, so I could still be his imposter immortal; I could continue being my leisurely prime minister, and I would never have separated from the fox spirit Qinglin.

Xi Lan hugged me tightly, saying again and again, "Qianqian, don't be angry, don't be angry." Wang Yue Zong Ning, who I kicked to the ground, looked at me with contempt.

"Xi Lan, let him speak." I said angrily to Xi Lan, and without saying a word, Xi Lan stepped forward and released Wang Yue Zong Ning's speech-deafening pressure point.