"Stroking the Jade" - Chapter Sixty-Eight

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Such profound affection, how could I possibly accept it? Looking at the handsome young man before her, Tianxi's heart was gradually overwhelmed by helplessness and sorrow. Such a gentle and pure person, like the warm winter sun, such pure affection—he was powerless to repay it, and didn't even have the right to accept it with a clear conscience!
He looked at the person in front of him, his gaze tender yet filled with an overwhelming sadness.
Yan Ling understood what was in his eyes; her gaze brightened for a moment, but quickly dimmed. In that instant, they were of one mind, understanding each other's feelings. And in that instant, they realized the seemingly insurmountable chasm between them.
A silent silence fell between them. Then, Qingwen, sensing something was amiss, quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, we've been out for quite some time, and your hand warmer is getting cold. We should go back now. His Majesty will be coming later."
Startled awake, Tianxi realized their predicament. She quickly composed herself and said softly, "I understand!"
Yan Ling overheard those words, and a pang of sadness gripped his heart. He finally forced a bitter smile and looked at Tian Xi, saying, "Wenruo respectfully sees off Consort Qin!"
Tianxi felt a sharp pain in her heart as she looked at his pale face. Finally, she nodded and said, "I will take my leave first. Please take care, Your Highness!" Then she turned and boarded the sedan chair, steeling her heart and refusing to look back one last time.
Yan Ling watched his departing figure, and the thought of soon being favored in her father's arms filled her with increasing pain. Noticing his expression, the eunuch beside her cautiously said, "Your Highness, are you feeling unwell? Perhaps we should hurry back? You haven't taken your medicine yet!"
Yan Ling stared blankly at a sprig of green plum blossom for a long time, lost in thought, before finally snapping out of it, uttering a soft "hmm," and being practically dragged away by the eunuchs.
Tianxi sat blankly on the palanquin, no one could tell that he was silently weeping. Qingwen and Bai Qingyan watched him with worry. Everyone else knew the details of what had just happened in the plum garden, but they were used to watching Tianxi closely, noticing even the slightest change in him. But how could they offer any comfort? So they too fell into silence. The procession of over twenty people was utterly silent, walking silently along the palace path.
Suddenly, a voice from the roadside broke the silence: "Your Majesty, please wait!"
Tianxi woke up with a start and saw that wretched Yan Jiong again! Upon seeing him, Tianxi suddenly forgot about Yan Ling and that ill-fated relationship. His sorrow was overshadowed by anxiety, and he asked impatiently, "What is it, Third Prince?"
Yan Jiong looked rather solemn and said, "It is indeed a very important matter! Please come down, Your Majesty, and walk a little further with me. I will report everything to you."
Tianxi found it strange, but his expression didn't seem like he was intentionally teasing her. Finally, she got down and told Qingwen and the others to wait where they were. Then she followed Yan Jiong for about thirty steps and arrived at a withered willow tree by Daming Lake.
Tianxi looked around, finding the place quite interesting. There was no obstruction, so the view was wide open. She could see the palace maids and concubines coming and going, and seeing them together, they all cast curious glances their way. But when Tianxi turned her gaze away, she quickly looked back, lowered her head, and hurried away.
Tianxi glanced at Yan Jiong and couldn't help but say, "What can't you say in my palace? Why do you have to stand here so ostentatiously? Who knows how many eyes and ears are watching you!"
Yan Jiong smiled and glanced at a palace maid not far away, until the maid blushed and ran away like a rabbit. Then he slowly turned back to Tianxi and replied, "Your palace probably has even more spies planted here than this place; it's probably the most unsafe place. Standing here openly, at least we know no one can hear our conversation. It's much safer in comparison."
Tianxi snorted and said with annoyance, "Enough with the nonsense, what do you want?"
Yan Jiong's expression suddenly turned solemn. He took a step forward and asked, "I'm asking you, whose child is this?"
Tianxi's expression changed; this matter was also a thorn in his side. He quickly replied, "Nonsense, of course it belongs to your father!"
Yan Jiong stared intently at him, pressing for an answer: "Are you that sure?"
Tianxi grew increasingly nervous, but still gritted her teeth and answered, "Of course!"
Yan Jiong suddenly laughed, reverting to his usual detestable expression.
He said slowly and deliberately, "What makes you so sure? You know, more than one person implanted themselves in your body those few days!" His words hit the nail on the head. Tianxi was immediately flustered, and he shouted, "Shut up!" His mind was in complete turmoil.
The fact he had been trying so hard to forget! That vast expanse of white snow, that frenzied and exhilarating lovemaking.
He still remembered the man before him, his chest more solid than the Martial Emperor's, his arms more powerful, his eyes filled with a wild beast's desire to devour his flesh. And how those more brutal, forceful, and skillfully maneuvers shattered all his reason and shame, leading him to the peak of pleasure time and time again. This was originally a taboo even deeper than Yan Ling's existence, yet Tianxi suddenly found himself once again lost in these irrational thoughts.
He stared blankly at the despicable man in front of him.
Yan Jiong noticed something unusual about his expression and observed him closely. Suddenly, he laughed and asked mischievously, "Why are you blushing?"
Tianxi was startled, and only when she came to her senses did she realize that her cheeks were slightly hot.
Yan Jiong suddenly laughed in a dangerous, lewd way, deliberately lowering his voice as he said, "Are you... thinking back to that day...?"
"shut up!"
Tianxi suddenly snapped and sternly stopped him, then said angrily, "It belongs to your father, it has nothing to do with you, don't even dream about it."
He didn't want to face this man anymore and turned to leave. Unexpectedly, he stepped on his own hem in his haste and stumbled, almost falling.
Yan Jiong rushed forward with lightning speed, grabbing his arm and helping him steady. Then, almost instinctively, he asked with concern, "Are you alright?" His eyes looked at his lower abdomen with concern.
With the two of them so close, his strong masculine scent, arrogant and domineering, rushed into Tianxi's mind.
He felt slightly dizzy from the fumes, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower body. It was the golden lock constricting his already swollen penis—he had actually become aroused!
Tianxi panicked like never before. He flung his sleeve and shouted, "Let go!" He dared not linger any longer and hurriedly left, lifting the hem of his clothes.
Seeing him leave, Yan Jiong didn't try to stop him, watching him hurriedly board the sedan chair and disappear. Only then did he look down at his palms and mutter to himself, "Looks like I've finally gained some weight!"
Tianxi hurriedly returned to the palace, and sure enough, Emperor Wu had already arrived. Seeing him return, he asked with some displeasure, "Where have you been? You've been delayed for so long!"
As soon as Tianxi saw him, she rushed towards him. Emperor Wu was caught off guard and quickly opened his arms to catch her. Seeing this, Qingwen hurriedly led the palace maids to retreat.
Tianxi pulled Emperor Wu along, panting slightly as she called out, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Just now, I suddenly missed you so much on the way here..." She didn't finish her sentence, but instead spread her legs and straddled Emperor Wu's lap, pulling Emperor Wu's hand inside her clothes until it reached that enchanting, seductive vulva.
Emperor Wu touched it and felt a slight dampness. He immediately understood and lewdly said, "The little thing is aroused!"
Tianxi gasped, "Your Majesty, please help Xiaotian! Xiaotian needs your help..."
Emperor Wu calmly pushed his fingers into her vagina, instantly making it even wetter.
Emperor Wu thrust one hand into his seductive cunt while unbuttoning his own trousers with the other. He soothed him, saying, "Don't rush, we have plenty of time, we can take it slow..."
Panting, Tianxi hastily undressed, tearing off her bodice. She straightened slightly, offering one breast to Emperor Wu's lips, watching as he took her nipple into his mouth. Her eyes glazed, she murmured, "Your Majesty, I want you!"
Unaware of the situation, Emperor Wu chuckled indistinctly, "My darling, I'm here!" He sucked hard, drawing out the milk from her breast. A tingling pleasure arose within her, and Tianxi moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck, hoping to use him to help her forget Yan Jiong's arrogant aura…

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