Ojos encantadores

Capítulo 37

"Be good and let this prince see your shoulders."

Just as Zhu Yu pulled open her collar, Su Shaochu laughed instead.

"What interesting thing has come to mind, my little brother?"

"Shao Chu thought that Wu had promised the Third Prince that he would provide a way to destroy the Arrogant Goose."

"Is that so? Tell me about it."

Su Shaochu pushed his hand away and said to Zhu Yu, who was smiling with "unusual tenderness" at the moment, "Why not blind this goose, then... deafen her ears, and then poison... her lips and tongue? What do you think, Third Prince?"

"Why do you think this is the best way, my dear brother?" Zhu Yu's playful languor had vanished, replaced by a cold smirk.

“Because of this…” She raised her head, her defiance utterly defiant, meeting Zhu Yu’s unfathomable yet chilling gaze. “If I can live a life without ever seeing you, Zhu Yu, hearing your voice, or speaking to you, then what’s wrong with me giving this body to the esteemed Third Prince?”

He can have a useless person who doesn't speak, look at, or talk to him. That's all she'll allow him to have.

The smile on Zhu Yu's lips vanished, and an emotion he had been controlling within him seemed to break down, his eyes burning with a fierce and ruthless intensity!

Before he could even react, Su Shaochu was pinned to the mattress by the repeated, powerful bodies!

Before she could speak, his large hand gripped her chin, his angry eyes glaring at her fiercely, as if trying to pierce her gaze!

"You really know how to humiliate and provoke this prince."

His lips pressed down on hers, and a vicious sneer rang out as he forced her lips to open.

"If you utter a single word that I, the prince, do not wish to hear, then Shao Chu Ai Di, will no longer need to speak."

He deeply sucked and tormented the lips that had nowhere to escape, biting the nimble tongue that he both loved and hated, the taste of blood seeping from their intertwined lips and teeth.

A moment later, Su Shaochu was freed from the agonizing torture of grinding his lips, panting for breath.

As for Zhu Yu, she no longer knew whether she should have stabbed him to death back then, or wished that the two of them had never crossed paths at all. His madness and possessiveness had gradually become beyond her ability to cope with.

But she was no longer sure if she could stab him again. Before, she hadn't hesitated at all; now, a complex sense of bewilderment clung to her.

She should hate this person, and she couldn't like him either, but... she didn't have the same strong urge to kill him as before.

When those binding arms wrapped around her from behind again, she could only close her eyes.

"You've given me that feeling of wanting someone so much that my heart is being torn apart. No one has ever tormented me to this extent. You are absolutely not allowed to back down now, Shao Chu..."

Zhu Yu reached behind her and pulled aside her heavily folded clothes. When half of her robe slipped down to reveal her delicate shoulders and neck, he buried his face in her alluring skin and hair, his arms wrapped tightly around her, deeply feeling her softness and scent.

He couldn't wait to possess the skin from his memories and the Yuka who tormented him.

Su Shaochu did not struggle or resist, but unconsciously felt a pang of pain at the breath buried on her shoulder.

She finally understood why she had backed down in front of him. Besides his intense, almost consuming passion that made her hesitate, she was also afraid of the loneliness he felt when he held her. His arms, which embraced her, were filled with a lonely unease, as if he could only possess everything by holding her.

Why? This shouldn't come from the Third Prince, who possesses everything yet is cruel and cold-blooded, at least not from her!

She didn't want to be such an important figure in the heart of the Third Prince Zhu Yu! She didn't want to have such a deep connection with him.

“If my heart and feelings are a demon, then you are the one who freed this demon.” Zhu Yu turned her around, making her look at him. “If you dare to dodge, the backlash will be far beyond your ability to withstand, Shao Chu’ai brother.”

He always called her "Young Chu's Beloved Brother" with a teasing tone, but after last year, that "Young Chu's Beloved Brother" had become more of a lustful chant.

She turned her head away, her mind in turmoil at his overwhelming emotions, unable to respond. She had no intention of being the object of his affections, yet she couldn't push him away. She could only let his caressing hands and passionate kisses leave their mark on her lips.

When one of her breasts slipped down from the light green bodice and was exposed, it seemed to stimulate Zhu Yu's long-suppressed desires and memories. He caressed the elastic softness with his large hand, gently kneading the pink bud, and was satisfied to hear her soft moan with a furrowed brow.

"Shao Chu, open your eyes, let me see your eyes..." Zhu Yu's voice turned into Tang Ya's low call.

Those eyes, tinged with the intoxicating allure of desire, had nearly corrupted his will over the past six months. Every time he thought of them, a burning flame seemed to ignite within him, scorching him relentlessly. No one but Su Shaochu could extinguish it.

At this moment, the carriage and the procession came to a stop.

"Third Prince, the Crown Prince's guards are waiting ahead."

A report came from outside from the commander of the Purple Gold Guard.

"Your Majesty's troops?"

"Commander of the Imperial Guard, Fu Yaofeng, pays his respects to the Third Prince."

Under the moonlight, Fu Yaofeng, leading a team of Purple Gold Guards, stepped forward and knelt to report to Zhu Yu.

"Tianpan Garden is your territory, Commander Fu. What business is it of blocking my entourage on the street?"

"Tonight, Su Shaochu had an appointment with the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince waited for a long time but did not see Su Shaochu. He then learned that Su Shaochu had been invited by you, the Third Prince. He specially ordered us to come and inform the Third Prince to welcome Su Shaochu to the appointment."

"Third Prince, it's clear that Shao Chu and the Third Prince's Mansion are still out of luck tonight." A cold, cheerful voice came from beneath Zhu Yu.

Brother Fu has finally arrived, and her good horse has successfully gone back to report the news.

From the moment the Empress summoned her to the palace, she knew that Zhu Yu would eventually make his move. To prevent the incident from last year, in which the Taoist Three Profound Swords were subdued and threatened her again, she did not travel with carriages or sedan chairs. With the highly skilled swordsman Feng Yan by Zhu Yu's side, these attendants were of no use.

"Young Master Ai, do you think you have the upper hand tonight?" Zhu Yu suddenly grabbed her chin and asked.

Meeting his piercing gaze, Su Shaochu pushed his hand away, brushing her hair across her forehead. The series of events that had happened that night had left her exhausted.

"In two days, Shao Chu will be visiting the Three Emperors' Mansion. Please make way now."

She hadn't intended to avoid him in the first place, but Shan Shan's interference, coupled with her inability to sort out her own thoughts, and now that the Empress had intervened, the matter was becoming increasingly complicated. After tonight, who knew what kind of storm would be stirred up? How should she resolve this?

Zhu Yu pulled down her hand that was trying to cover her clothes, looking at the buds he had gently pinched until they were red, like a touch of vibrant plum blossoms on her full, snowy peaks.

"The Three Emperors—Ugh!"

Su Shaochu cried out in alarm, then bit her lip. Zhu Yu suddenly stopped and bit her hard.

Outside the carriage, Fu Yaofeng and the others watched nervously from inside. First, Su Shaochu made a muffled shout, then there was silence and no further movement. Just as everyone was wondering what was going on, Zhu Yu's voice rang out—

"Do you think you've foreseen everything? Then could you have predicted this development—"

In an instant, a dark figure rushed out of the carriage. Everyone stared in astonishment as the Third Prince, who had grabbed Su Shaochu, leaped onto the Martial Guard Commander's horse, turned the horse around, and galloped away amidst the horse's long neigh.

"Third Prince—"

"Shaochu——"

As the two sides stared at each other in astonishment, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and a torrential downpour began in the oppressive darkness.

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Under the big tree after galloping through the rain, Su Shaochu, on horseback, was wrapped in Zhu Yu's cloak. She was almost suffocated by Zhu Yu's embrace. With the slightest movement, his arms tightened around her even more, so tightly that she wondered if her body would be broken. Her face was buried in his chest, feeling the warmth of his body surrounding her.

Zhu Yu didn't say a word, but simply wrapped the person in his arms tightly with his cloak. The chill after the rain seemed to dissipate a bit from his warmth.

Su Shaochu calmed her disordered breathing, stiffly leaning against his chest. Finally, she slowly closed her eyes. His chest and his arms were not places where she could close her eyes, but tonight, she was truly tired. The heaviness in her heart had lingered ever since the tragic death of the boy, Wu Wu.

After a while, the rain stopped, but Zhu Yu still held her without moving. Under the cloak, he loosened his grip slightly, his large hand stroking her back, as if to comfort her and also to warn her: Don't move!

"What exactly do you want to do tonight? Why did you deliberately pit Ke Luoqizhen against me?" Su Shaochu finally asked.

She could tell that the commotion tonight wasn't meant to capture her, but rather had another purpose.

Zhu Yu smiled faintly, but did not respond to her question. His large hand, which was draped over his cloak, had already reached inside her clothes, lifted her bodice, and his thumb touched the head that he had bitten hard. Su Shaochu trembled and breathed softly in the crook of his neck.

Does it hurt?

"You did this precisely because you wanted to cause me pain."

"Then tell me, is there any way to make you look at me without hurting you?" His large hand enveloped her breasts, which were still wet with desire from his wounds, as if trying to lessen her pain. "How can I make you feel for me? How can I make your eyes fall on me? How can I become the one in your heart?"

"The Third Prince shouldn't have asked me... things that have no answer."

"Since you don't have the answer, why can't you let me, the prince, find the answer for you?"

"I can't do it!"

Why?

“My childhood tells me that you are not my answer; the scene of Consort E’s death tells me that you are not my answer; everything you, Zhu Yu, have done tells me that you, the Third Prince Zhu Yu, are definitely not my answer!”

“Even so—” Zhu Yu suddenly gripped her shoulders, forcing her to raise her head, “Listen carefully, even so, I am convinced that your answer to life, Su Shaochu, can only be me, and absolutely no one else is allowed. As long as there is someone else, or even if you dare to use the same games you played on me on other men, I will definitely let you taste what it feels like to liberate a demon!”

"From the moment I was nearly drowned by you when I was a child, I saw what you call a demon. The memories you gave me are vivid and clear, and I still need—"

Before she could finish speaking, he suddenly bit her lower lip. She stared in surprise because he didn't bite hard, but rather, like a dog that had just eaten meat, he pulled it into his own mouth and then swallowed it into her upper lip. Their lips and tongues intertwined tightly, making it hard for her to breathe, and his teeth ground deeply into the kiss.

When the pressure on his lips eased, Su Shaochu's first reaction was to touch his lips.

"You can't escape me. Don't make any further moves to avoid me."

Moistening her lips, she probed her tongue, certain that tonight her lips and tongue could no longer endure any more terrible torment.

“I didn’t originally intend to do this, but if you always indulge in verbal abuse, I’ll consider refusing to see you.” She smiled wryly, her mocking tone returning. “Shao Chu has a bright future ahead of him, waiting for me to unleash my verbal prowess. Please don’t treat it like a dish.”

After the rain stopped, the warm spell of being embraced by him seemed to cease as well, and the usual verbal sparring resumed.

"The people looking for us are here." Zhu Yu watched as a large, imposing army rushed towards them from afar.

The heavy rain disrupted the horses' hoofprints, causing the guards on both sides to frantically search for people.

"I believe the Third Prince won't surprise Shao Chu again tonight!"

If this continues, rumors will spread throughout the entire capital, especially with two teams of Imperial Guards being deployed tonight. I'm afraid the Emperor will have to summon her to the palace to inquire about her next move.

Zhu Yu smiled and lowered his eyes. As he helped her off her horse, he suddenly leaned down and whispered something in her ear, which surprised Su Shaochu.

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The afternoon breeze was so gentle that it couldn't stir the clouds in the sky, letting the sea of clouds drift freely in the azure sky. Even the sunlight that fell on the branches had a lazy charm.

Late summer is not as scorching as midsummer; even the wind carries a hint of coolness. Yet, the streets of the capital are deserted due to days of rain.

The "Yunshuzhai" courtyard in the south of the Su family was where Su Shaochu lived. The two-story pavilion leaned against a bamboo forest on the back mountain. The wind rustled through the trees, and the bright green leaves swayed with the light and shadow, giving it an otherworldly feel. It was a view she loved.

Su Shaochu sat cross-legged on one knee in front of the windowsill, propping his head up to the side, gazing into the distance, his eyes filled with deep thought.

Having shed her usual clothing, she now wore a simple, elegant dress that subtly revealed the curves of her femininity beneath. Her long hair, which passed her shoulders, was neatly gathered in a simple scholar's style, giving her a unique androgynous charm under her composed demeanor.

Because of her taboo status in the Su family, the servants in the courtyard were all old maids and servants of the Su family who had been there for more than ten years. Whenever she sat alone in front of the pavilion railing, lost in thought, no one dared to disturb her.

"Young Master... Bingyue... Young Master, please, please save my clan's young master..."

Xuan Hong Zhai Cheng is in trouble?! Will his subordinates seek help from Bing Yue Zhi Yan in the Central Plains? Is their representative in the Central Plains?

“Meng Yansi… Bingyue… Young Master…”

Meng Yansi and Ke Luoqizhen in the Eastern Region are hostile to each other. Could it be that the person who controlled Ran Liu Xuan Hong came to the Central Plains to frame Ke Luoqizhen because of this?

In the Eastern Region, Keluo Qizhen's forces consisted of Yan Si and Elder Poji, who died in the Central Plains two years ago. These two were contributing "Dharani Beads" from the Central Plains to the Eastern Region royal family, and they secretly came to the Central Plains to steal them. In the end, they were killed by Zhu Yu, and their deaths were quite gruesome. However, judging from the interaction between Keluo Qizhen and Zhu Yu, it seems that he was succumbing to reality and did not intend to seek justice for his dead subordinates.

Keluo Qizhen can be considered one of the few women in the Eastern Region who wield real power. The reason she can hold an important position in the Eastern Region is because she has Zhu Yu as her backer. Otherwise, even if a princess from a collateral branch of the clan has the ability to observe stars and make predictions, it would not be possible to obtain such a status and real power in just a few years.