What Bad Intentions can the Yandere Crown Prince have?-Chapter 319 - 315: Didn’t I Tell You Not to Come Recently?
Tang Xiaobai guessed the beginning but did not predict the outcome.
She anticipated that the young master would be eager to see her, so she also hurried to find a way to send him a message, hoping to calm his unease.
However, she did not expect him to come within an hour of leaving the Palace.
Just at the time of lighting the lamps, when the sky was still a gray dusk and not fully dark, the young man in Xuan Yi slipped silently into the room like a ghost.
Tang Xiaobai was so startled she nearly jumped off the chaise.
He swiftly moved forward and pushed her back down.
"Didn’t I just tell you not to come here for a while!" Tang Xiaobai gritted her teeth and whispered angrily. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
He didn’t speak, just looked at her quietly, then bent his head, gently placing his hands above her knees.
He didn’t touch her, just placed them above, then knelt down beside the chaise.
"Does it hurt?" he asked softly, his voice hoarse as if on the verge of tears.
Tang Xiaobai felt a painful thud in her heart and suddenly grabbed his hand, trying to pull him up.
But she couldn’t move him at all.
Tang Xiaobai, while dismissing the attendants, said softly, "Get up quickly, why are you kneeling?"
"If you can kneel, why can’t I?" His voice was muffled, carrying a hint of sulkiness.
Tang Xiaobai couldn’t help but laugh, "What are you saying..."
"Does it hurt?" he asked again.
Bowing his head, shoulders drooping, like a puppy that caused trouble, both cute and pitiable.
Tang Xiaobai’s heart softened utterly, soothingly saying, "It did hurt a bit then, but now it’s all better."
In fact, it’s nothing serious, didn’t you see her father didn’t even care?
"Let me take a look." He touched her knee gently, just a brief touch and quickly retracted his hand.
Tang Xiaobai pulled back her leg, hesitantly saying, "Let’s forget it... men and women shouldn’t have intimate contact..."
The main reason was that her knee was still badly bruised, which would make him blame himself if he saw it.
"If you don’t let me see, I’ll assume you’re seriously injured." He threatened.
Tang Xiaobai was both amused and annoyed, "And what if you assume I’m seriously injured?"
Li Mu raised his face, his gaze firm and stubborn, "Bring you back to the Palace for treatment!"
Tang Xiaobai was speechless for a long time.
After confirming he wasn’t joking, she had no choice but to compromise, "Alright, you can look, but get up first!" Keeping kneeling makes one feel distressed.
"I’ll get up after I see it."
Tang Xiaobai had no choice.
She lifted the thin blanket, and the foot that was sprained was still without socks, resting delicately there like a sleeping little white rabbit.
Once exposed to the light, the little rabbit woken up, timidly moved away a bit.
Li Mu’s Adam’s apple involuntarily bobbed as he wanted to catch that little white rabbit.
Unexpectedly, the owner of the rabbit noticed and immediately pulled the thin blanket over it.
"Where are you looking?" The girl glared at him accusingly, her cheeks blushing.
Li Mu pressed his lips together, not daring to speak, his eyes eagerly fixed on her knee.
The light orchid-colored gauze skirt rolled back like clouds, revealing slender snow-white legs.
Because he was kneeling, he was even closer, seeing more clearly, and even smelling a hint of warm fragrance.
It wasn’t the scent of incense; it was sweet, like flowers or fruits, making him slightly dizzy.
But when the surprisingly large bruise on her knee was exposed, it was like a basin of icy water poured over his head, instantly sobering him.
The girl’s skin was delicate as snow, smooth as jade, making that bruise even more shocking to see.
He raised his hand and gently touched it, his fingertips trembling slightly.
"It’s nothing really, you can bruise like this just from falling when walking, and it will fade in a few days." Tang Xiaobai helplessly comforted.
"But you got it because of me..."
"Not entirely—" Tang Xiaobai murmured halfway, seeing him looking up, she hurried to correct herself, "It’s for us!"
"We are in this together! Since you need such a plan, of course, I’ll try my best to cooperate—" Mid-sentence, Tang Xiaobai suddenly fell silent.
The young man before her lowered his head again, gently kissing the bruise on her knee.
Warm, light, tender.
His gaze was downcast, appearing soft and gentle.
A stray lock of hair hung by his cheek, fluttering at the corner of his eye, half-concealing the tear-shaped mole.
Both enchanting and clear, like the emotions unfurling at this moment.
When he kissed her the first time, Tang Xiaobai was unprepared and froze.
When he kissed her a second time, she recoiled as if shocked.
Li Mu lifted his face, the girl hurriedly covering her leg, her face like vermilion dripping into white milk, spreading deeper, her eyes shimmering like water, a sight that inexplicably delighted him.
Tang Xiaobai glanced at him, blushing even more, "You, get up!"
He still didn’t get up, kneeling in front of her, embracing her.
"You used to always say I was still young, I never took it to heart, now, I finally understand that I am indeed still young, if I were a few years older, everything would be settled, and Ah Jiao wouldn’t have to suffer for me." He spoke softly.
He knelt before her, holding her waist, his face just resting against her abdomen, an extremely dependent posture.
At first, Tang Xiaobai’s body was slightly stiff, but hearing his self-blaming words, she couldn’t help but feel shy, softly comforting, "That’s not it, if you were a few years older, managing everything on your own, not needing my help, I naturally wouldn’t have noticed you, every cause and effect has its chance and inevitability, I feel that things are good now, I like this, we face it together—"
She only intended to comfort him, but as she spoke, her heart gradually brightened, and her tone became firmer.
"You respect me, love me, protect me, I am delighted, but I don’t need you to be omnipotent, don’t need you to shield all storms for me;"
"I don’t want to marry a failure, nor do I want to be turned into one either;"
"When you ascend the throne as Emperor, I want to be your partner standing beside you, not a delicate flower kept in the harem—"
"Do you understand what I mean, Ah Xiao?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Mu’s face suddenly lifted.
"Used to it! Used to it!" Tang Xiaobai hurriedly pushed his face back down.
Don’t go on a rampage again!
"Then... what should I call you?" Changing the way she addressed him was also a troubling issue.
The young master in her arms didn’t go on a rampage, but his tone was still obviously displeased: "Think for yourself!"
"Then I will think about it slowly..." Postponing as long as possible.
"Think about it now!" When the young master fussed, he truly fussed.
Just as Tang Xiaobai was racking her brain to think of an address, unexpectedly, he rubbed against her in her arms.
Not a child, with such a big head, if he didn’t move it was fine, but with that nuzzle, Tang Xiaobai instantly blushed: "Stop messing around!" She pushed him away forcefully.
Li Mu pulled her arm back in, hugging tighter.
"Ah Xiao... you smell so nice..."
Earlier, weighted down with worries, he didn’t think much, but now that he was back in the moment, Li Mu felt his heart sway.
The girl was both fragrant and soft, as if hiding some enticing treasure.
Somewhere in the mystery, there seemed to be something guiding him, urging him to move closer...
