What Bad Intentions can the Yandere Crown Prince have?-Chapter 375 - 371: Something’s Off

His eyes were naturally darker than most, and at this moment, they were even more somber and intense, like a dense forest on a winter’s night where one can’t see their hand in front of their face, hiding a hungry beast.

Tang Xiaobai was seeing him show such a strong aggressive gaze for the first time, and her heart immediately skipped a beat.

She saw him lift his foot to move and hurriedly shouted, "Calm down!"

Li Mu’s body paused, and the emotions in his eyes dispersed for a moment but quickly gathered again before fully dissipating.

They were only a step or two apart, and before Tang Xiaobai could escape, she was caught in his embrace.

"Why run?" he said in a low voice, his voice scratching softly in her ear, intensely suggestive.

Tang Xiaobai inexplicably felt her legs go weak, her body half-hanging in the crook of his arm.

"Ah Jiao..." he murmured against her lips, sealing them before she could respond.

Maybe it was the thin nightwear that couldn’t block the penetration of body heat.

Tang Xiaobai felt herself trapped between burning iron walls, her very soul almost scorched to ashes.

No!

It shouldn’t be like this!

They should talk a bit more.

But he was too fierce, gripping her wrist, not allowing her to resist, aggressively as if to bully her.

Tang Xiaobai gradually was driven to tears for some unknown reason, hanging at the corner of her reddened eyes, almost falling.

When Li Mu suddenly lifted his gaze, what he saw was this enchanting and fragrant image.

The girl seemed to be bullied badly by him, her lips bright red, her almond eyes filled with tears, appearing both aggrieved and resentful.

But this grievance and resentment seemed to him like pouring oil on a fire, burning up the last shred of rationality in his mind.

He suddenly picked her up and strode towards the bed.

Tang Xiaobai immediately snapped awake, slapping his arm and crying out, "Li Mu! Li Mu! Didn’t we agree?"

"Agree on what?" he absentmindedly placed her down, then leaned over her.

Tang Xiaobai was speechless.

They did talk, though he didn’t refuse, but... he didn’t agree, did he?

"Wait!" Tang Xiaobai saw him about to lean in and quickly raised her hand to block his chest.

But somehow, the moment her palm touched his chest through the nightwear, Tang Xiaobai suddenly felt a softness, almost rendering her powerless.

That soft push was more like tacit consent.

He took her hand, kissing and licking it lightly, watching her reaction intently, his gaze cold yet desiring.

Oh no!

Tang Xiaobai lightly inhaled, her fingertips tingling under his kisses, draining the scant remaining strength from her body bit by bit.

What’s going on?

Why is she so easily overwhelmed!

This isn’t some steamy story!!

Tang Xiaobai gritted her teeth, forcing herself to stay calm, "Li Mu... something’s not right, something’s off..."

"What’s off?" Li Mu released her hand and brushed aside the hair on her cheek.

Tang Xiaobai exhaled half a breath, hastily saying, "Don’t you feel something’s off?"

Li Mu frowned, thought carefully, and shook his head.

"Don’t you think you’re a bit out of control?"

Li Mu was startled, then suddenly laughed out loud.

"Ah Jiao... Ah Jiao... you’re so adorable..." He rubbed her neck softly, his voice gradually turning hoarse.

Out of control? Isn’t it normal?

Today is their wedding night after all...

Tang Xiaobai’s face turned a deep red, persisting in her judgment: "Is there something wrong with the incense?"

He laughed against her neck, "But, there’s no incense."

"Then... is there something in the wine?"

"No."

"Then—"

"Ah Jiao," he lifted his head, the soft muslin robe loosely hanging open, the exposed skin shrouded in shadow.

Tang Xiaobai felt her whole body start heating up just at a glance, and he even took her hand to feel.

Her fingertips brushed against smooth, tight skin bit by bit.

"Second Miss," he suddenly changed the address, his voice gentle and soft, his actions not at all tender, "I’ve grown up."

A "buzz" went off in Tang Xiaobai’s mind.

Grown up indeed? Already seducing her...

"There’s no incense, nothing wrong with the wine... it’s because of you..."

Word by word, like a spell, wearing down reason.

But...

Still not right...

"Stop... I’m a bit scared..." she heard herself say, voice trembling.

That confused sound, yet it was like a hand clearing the fog, the entanglement over her instantly paused.

Tang Xiaobai’s scattered gaze focused again, seeing him lift his head as well, the dark as night emotions in his eyes dissipating, looking at her somewhat bewildered, a hint of guilt emerging.

"I still feel something’s off," Tang Xiaobai sniffled pitifully, "Shall we summon the doctor to take a look?"

Li Mu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

As a martial artist, he’s extremely sensitive to his body and would have noticed if something was amiss.

But ultimately it was his rashness, scaring her.

Afraid of scaring her further, Li Mu got off the bed, leaned over, and kissed her forehead, "Ah Jiao, as I promised, we’ll wait to consummate, don’t be afraid."

...

Taiji Palace, Chengjia Hall.

Consort Zheng personally assisted the emperor in changing into sleepwear, softly asked, "Your Majesty, going to bed now?"

The emperor half-opened his eyes at her words, his gaze falling into the unknown.

After a long silence, he nodded.

He took two steps, suddenly stopped, turned back to smile at Consort Zheng, "The Crown Prince finally married, do you think Emperor Hui Zhao can rest in peace?"

Consort Zheng chuckled, "The Crown Prince is still young, the Crown Princess Consort even younger."

The emperor smiled again, instructing, "Shu’er is not young anymore, wed him soon!" A pause, "Pick one older, seventeen or eighteen is good."

Consort Zheng agreed.

After speaking, just about to retire, there was a sudden commotion outside the hall.

"Your Majesty—" it was the emperor’s close eunuch.

"What’s the matter?"

The eunuch entered, speaking softly once close, "The Eastern Palace summoned the royal physician."

The emperor was slightly startled.

Consort Zheng burst into laughter, seeing the emperor’s puzzled look, said, "The Crown Prince, young and vigorous, not knowing restraint, our young Crown Princess must be suffering."

...

The night of the Crown Prince’s wedding urgently summoning a physician, even Feng Hua couldn’t help but speculate if the Crown Princess Consort suffered.

But upon entering the hall, both were rosy-faced and neatly attired, no signs of needing a doctor.

Feng Hua bowed in confusion, asking, "Your Highness, what did you summon me for?"

The Crown Prince lightly extended his hand, "For me to have a pulse diagnosis."

Feng Hua was taken aback.

Could it be the Crown Princess herself wasn’t in distress?

Regardless, better listen to the pulse first.

Feng Hua composed himself, immediately stepping forward to feel the pulse.

The Crown Prince’s skin was very pale, under the thin skin, blue veins extraordinarily clear, but the pulse beneath was strong and powerful.

Initially, Feng Hua’s face relaxed, but after listening for a while, his brows started to knit together.

Tang Xiaobai’s face changed, "Is there really something wrong?"