Novelas PaiPai - Capítulo 93
As the night deepened and the air was filled with the fragrance of soft jade, I passively accepted this novel experience. In a state of near dizziness, I began to tentatively respond to her, yet I hesitated so much. In the end, I did not forget that savoring the intimacy she bestowed upon me was a pleasure I should not have received.
So she stopped, shrank back slightly, stole a glance at me, and smiled faintly.
The lamplight flickered and danced, the ripples of light washing over her face and cheeks. She lowered her head shyly, looking utterly bashful. "I'm sorry..." she whispered, like a child apologizing for being disturbed after a prank: I'm so sorry.
These three simple words were like the fuse that ignited fireworks on the Lantern Festival, causing all the accumulated teachings about hierarchy, etiquette, and morality in my heart to explode. I suddenly grabbed her waist with one hand and pulled her half-fallen bun back into my arms with the other, then lowered my head to kiss her cherry lips that had just been kissed by me. Everything was completed in a flash, so much so that her startled cry was swallowed by our touching lips and tongues before it could even escape her throat, turning into a muffled syllable.
The initial surprise gradually faded, and she began to tremble in my arms, but clearly not out of fear. Her left arm encircled my waist, and her right hand rested on my shoulder, clutching my shirt. We closed our eyes, feeling each other's erratic heartbeats and the tender entanglement between our lips.
Everything around us seemed to be blurred by ink wash, and we were trapped in a blurry space. A hollow buzzing sound filled our ears, as if we were cut off from the air. We embraced each other and swirled in the blue lake, sinking little by little, but we could not touch the bottom. The buoyancy of the water was supporting us and floating upwards.
We embraced tightly like two drowning fish, clinging to each other in the cramped space, trying to avoid suffocating by sharing each other's life.
"Huaiji..." After a long while, she finally managed to break free from the deep kiss, still nestled in my arms, but shyly lowering her brows, not daring to look at me, only burying her head in my chest, breathing softly, and calling my name as if in a dream.
I caught her, and while adjusting my breathing, I whispered in her ear, "Yes, I'm here."
She smiled peacefully, closed her eyes, and rested in my arms. I gazed at the bright moonlight streaming through the window and spreading across the floor. Slightly tipsy, I forgot my surroundings and felt as if I were just an ordinary scholar, with her as the beautiful woman adding fragrance to my life. I felt only a faint joy: frost covered the ground, and outside the courtyard, a thin mist must have shrouded the moon, a beautiful autumn night scene. With my beloved by my side, there was no regret of the cold moon and lonely osmanthus blossoms tonight.
I smiled faintly as I looked at the window frame bathed in the bright moonlight, thinking that there were three or five osmanthus trees planted in the courtyard. I would ask Xiaobai to open a few more windows in a moment to let the fragrance of osmanthus into the room.
But this casual turn of the head surprised me greatly—above the window frame, besides a few swaying tree shadows, the outline of a person appeared, with her hair tied up in a bun, clearly not Xiaobai, and her figure was not that of a young woman like Jiaqingzi.
I immediately released the princess, stood up, and called out, "Who's outside the door?"
The door was pushed open from the outside. The person stepped in and stood in front of us, their icy gaze piercing my heart with their ashen face.
"Mr. Liang, now that things have come to this, what do you have to say?" She looked down at me and spoke in a threatening tone. There was little surprise on her face, but rather a sense of satisfaction at breaking the mystery, as if everything was within her expectations, and after a long battle, she had finally found the weapon to deliver a fatal blow to her opponent.
How could it be her? Madam Yang, the驸马's mother. I looked outside and saw her two maids still standing in the courtyard, while two other servants stood by the gate, holding Xiao Bai up and covering his mouth. Before I could think further, I could already sense the storm brewing in this scene.
When the princess saw Yang, she was taken aback at first, then her anger immediately flared up: "You were spying here?"
"What, can't you stand to look?" Madam Yang sneered. "Since you have the guts to do such a disgraceful thing, why are you afraid of people seeing it?"
The princess slammed her hand on the table and stood up: "How dare you! What foul language are you spouting!"
"Is it my words that are unclean, or your actions that are unclean?" Madam Yang stared directly at the princess, openly provoking her. "Could Your Highness please tell the servants in this courtyard what you and Mr. Liang were doing in this room just now?"
The princess was speechless with anger, her eyes gleaming. Madam Yang grew even more furious, glancing at me before turning back towards the courtyard gate and shouting, "Second brother, you come here!"
She was calling for Li Wei. Li Wei was the second son of Li Guojiu, so Yang called him "Second Brother" in private.
Judging from her words, it seemed that Li Wei was outside the courtyard gate. Sure enough, after a short while, with a sudden gust of wind carrying fallen leaves, Li Wei slowly moved in from outside the gate. I didn't know if he hadn't dared to follow his mother inside to spy before, or if he had already seen what was happening between me and the princess and had kept his distance. Now, he walked into the courtyard with his head down, but no longer approached where we were. He pursed his lips and didn't look at us. I didn't know if it was because he was angry, ashamed, or simply at a loss for what to do in the face of this situation.
"Take him away and ask the officials to punish him tomorrow," Madam Yang ordered Li Wei, pointing at me.
Li Wei raised his head, his cold gaze sweeping over me before turning to the princess. The princess, however, had already raised her chin at him: "You dare?"
Noticing her son's hesitation under the princess's threatening words, Madam Yang flew into a rage and sternly rebuked him: "What are you dawdling for? Are you waiting for them to shove a turtle shell in your face as a signboard?"
These words immediately stirred up Li Wei's emotions. His chest heaved noticeably, and his face began to flush red. He turned to look at the servants behind him, then nodded in my direction, signaling them to come forward and arrest me.
Before the servants could step forward, the princess shouted, "Anyone who wants to die, come here!"
She was always firm and authoritative with the servants in the household, and they, out of caution, dared not lay a hand on her. The princess glared at Yang Shi and said, "If you dare to lay a finger on Huaiji, I will..."
"So you'll go to the palace and tell the Emperor that we bullied you and drugged you?" Madam Yang raised her voice, cutting off the princess's words. Then, with a hint of coldness in her eyes that never reached her, she said to the princess, "Do you think the Emperor would consider this a grave crime? From the moment you married into my Li family, he's been hoping you two would consummate your marriage! What's wrong with a family grooming their new bride? Once you and your husband have consummated your marriage, you'll understand that choosing a man isn't like eating poached chicken; you can't choose a castrated rooster over a rooster!"
Her words were like a sharp blade, piercing me so deeply I could hear the blood flowing from my heart. I didn't know what the princess was thinking at that moment, but I saw her staring wide-eyed at Madam Yang, while her hand on the table was tightening inwards, her nails making a faint scratching sound on the surface.
In an instant, dark clouds gathered and obscured the bright moon in the sky. A series of increasingly intense autumn winds, carrying the scent of earth, darkened the courtyard, making the light and shadows as somber as my mood. Madam Yang, satisfied, took in my expression and then urged Li Hui on, "Tell them to hurry up and do it! If we don't discipline these unruly creatures, all the castrated cats and dogs in the yard will be running up the trees and howling in heat..."
The response she received wasn't Li Wei's reply, but the sound of a rapidly flying porcelain object striking her forehead—a dull "bang." The object immediately fell, shattering into pieces with a "crack," this time with a crisp sound.
That was the wine cup the princess had thrown.
Yang was struck hard, and seemed briefly dazed. She didn't react immediately, just staring blankly at the princess until blood trickled down her forehead. She touched it and cried out, "Ah!" Clutching her wound with one hand, she pointed at the princess and cursed, "You wretched woman..."
Without another word, the princess rushed up to her and punched her, knocking her jaw crooked. Still not satisfied, she slapped Yang two or three more times while Yang was dizzy and unsteady on her feet.
This move was too swift and unexpected for everyone. At first, no one tried to stop it. Later, I came to my senses and immediately went over to stand between the princess and Yang Shi. I grabbed the princess's still waving hand and used my body as a shield to block Yang Shi's counterattack for the princess.
The princess ignored my advice and used all her strength to break free from my control, rushing towards Yang Shi again, but this time, she bumped into Li Wei.
Li Xi opened his arms and held her tightly, preventing her from getting close to Yang Shi. His eyes were also glistening with tears, and his agitated emotions made him stutter, repeatedly asking the princess the same question: "Why, why did you hit my mother? Why..."
The princess had no mind to answer; she just struggled desperately in his arms like a fish thrown ashore. Unable to break free from Li Wei after a long struggle, the princess became enraged and began to beat him repeatedly, striking his head and face.
Overwhelmed with anger, Madam Yang sat down on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva. Facing her son, she pounded the ground, crying and cursing, "How could I have given birth to such a useless son like you? You've violated all seven grounds for divorce, yet you still indulged her, letting her and that scoundrel climb all over you and bully you. You didn't even dare to utter a sound! And now look what's happened, she even dares to beat your own mother... I don't know what sins I've committed... If I had known it would be like this, I would have preferred to give birth to a piece of roasted pork rather than you..."
The moment the words "roast pork" left her lips, the princess struck Li Wei's left cheek with another loud slap, demonstrating the force of the blow. All eyes turned to Li Wei's face, now bearing the visible finger mark. Li Wei stared blankly at the princess, his eyes gradually reddening. Just before the princess could launch another attack, he suddenly raised his right hand and slapped her across the face, delivering a resounding slap to her as well.
The lonely city is closed (The princess who fell in love with the eunuch) The wine is finished, leaving only two sorrowful brows. 9. Palace Gate
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9. Palace Gate
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The previously noisy world immediately fell silent. Li Wei lowered his hand, and the princess simply covered the cheek that had been hit without moving. Madam Yang stopped crying and cursing, and the people around dared not even breathe loudly.
From birth until now, the princess had never been subjected to any corporal punishment. Even her father, the supreme emperor of the Song Dynasty, would only scold her slightly when he was most annoyed, and would never bear to hit her. Being slapped on the cheek was something she had never even imagined, so she was completely stunned and couldn't find a suitable expression to deal with this humiliation.
A moment later, Yang's dry, guttural laugh rang out: "Good, good son..." she said between laughs.
Li Wei was not pleased by his mother's praise. After the initial anger subsided, his gaze towards the princess was filled with fear, anxiety, and sorrow. His lips trembled as if he wanted to explain something, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.