The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 95 Stop Taking Risks

"Promise me you won't take any more risks." Xiahou Ying pondered for a moment, then raised his gaze to look at Yin Quan. His voice suddenly became somewhat hoarse, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable, almost as if he could suck her in completely.

Ling's lips moved, but Yin Quan still couldn't utter a sound.

No more risks?

She traveled through time and space to his world because of an adventure...

He wanted her to stop taking risks...

That actually sounds kind of funny...

It seems she really can't do it.

Even so, I couldn't do it for him.

From the moment she decided to fall for him, she was prepared to take risks at any time.

After a long silence, she smiled, her eyebrows curved, her eyes shining like moonlight, soft and charming.

"You've only just married me, and you've already learned to order me around?"

"You've only just married me, and you've already learned to disobey your husband's orders?" Xiahou Ying repeated her words without leaving a trace, and his eyes suddenly darkened as he looked at her.

Her heart skipped a beat, and before Yin Quan could react, her lips were already firmly locked in his.

After much back and forth, she was quite frustrated.

Did he do it on purpose?

It must have been intentional, right?!

Did I really have to tempt her like this when she had a broken bone and couldn't move...?

Didn't he know that she didn't even possess willpower...?

"Aren't you a vegetarian? Why do you still have such a strong... urge?" Yin Quan blinked as she looked at him, her face flushed.

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying pursed his thin lips, a subtle emotion flickering in his gaze as he looked at her.

Is there any causal relationship between these two things?

Hearing his question, Yin Quan was immediately taken aback.

What he said seems to make sense...

Seeing her lost in thought, he suddenly smiled, gently kissed her smooth, full forehead, and said in a deep voice, "The wedding night will have to be postponed until your injuries are fully healed."

Listening to his deep, husky voice, she tilted her head and rested it against his neck, inhaling the fresh scent of morning dew on his body, wondering if she should take this opportunity to pretend to be pitiful.

"I am very patient and will wait until you are fully recovered."

This works too!

How does he know everything she's thinking?!

Does he really not know mind reading?!

Startled, Yin Quan frowned and glanced at Xiahou Ying.

Seeing the undisguised shock and sorrow in her eyes, Xiahou Ying smiled helplessly and rubbed his angular chin against her forehead.

"Am I that obvious?"

With a pout, Yin Quan nudged his sharply defined jawline with her forehead as she spoke. Before he could respond, she continued on her own: "Sigh, you royal descendants are so pretentious. The wedding night isn't really that important. In the common folk, it's just about sleeping together."

"Royal weddings are often linked to political interests and the well-being of future generations..."

"So, that's why you couldn't marry Qin Chang'an back then?"

When asked this, Xiahou Ying paused for a moment, but quickly replied, "You care?"

“Of course I care. The most unforgettable thing in a person’s life is their first love. It’s only natural. What you can’t have is always the best, and what you get easily will be lost easily…” As she spoke, Yin Quan suddenly stopped.

What is easily gained can also be easily lost...

Her mood became slightly heavy, and she sighed softly, exhaling a breath of stale air.

Noticing the subtle change in her emotions, Xiahou Ying glanced at her sideways, his thin lips pressed together, and he did not speak.

She is frank and direct, as bright as the most dazzling golden sunlight in the height of spring, yet she occasionally falls into some unpredictable and unclear thoughts.

Whenever she showed that expression, he always felt that she was looking at or thinking about something he couldn't reach.

“Ah Quan…”

Xiahou Ying's voice was soft and hoarse, as if covered with a thin layer of magnetic powder, and when it rang in Yin Quan's ears, it instantly created a profound charm that was irresistible.

His warm, slightly damp breath tickled her earlobe, making her rub against the spot where his collar met hers.

"Don't seduce me, you know there's nothing I can do right now..." Yin Quan looked up at Xiahou Ying from his collar with a gloomy expression, pouting and very unhappy.

Seeing her resentful gaze and the delicate earlobe shimmering with a translucent red light, he curled his lips, pinched her chin and shook it slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Seduction? I feel like you're the one seducing me?"

"Uh...when? How come I didn't know?!" Her face fell, and Yin Quan felt a chill run down her spine, her scalp tighten, and she inwardly cried out: This is a bad feeling...

The moment the thought crossed her mind, the scent of morning dew drifted over, instantly filling her mouth and robbing her of all remaining rationality and oxygen.

This! No! Science!

She was filled with rage, but there was nothing she could do.

Damn, this guy wasn't here when she was suffering from a strange poison and desperately needed to put out the fire. What's he doing here now?!

A sharp, burning desire surged within her, rampaging through her abdominal cavity and nearly shattering all her internal organs.

His kisses went from light to deep, from gentle to fierce, sometimes like a raging fire searing her heart, sometimes like an icy river rushing through her body.

The alternating hot and cold temperatures sent shivers down her spine.

Her consciousness gradually became hazy from his kisses. With her eyes closed, she thought: This feeling is so familiar. Could it be that there is still a trace of the effects of the drug Xiaoyao San in her body?

As I was pondering this, the crisp, watery scent of morning dew suddenly vanished from my lips.

She opened her eyes and was met with Xiahou Ying's deep, dark eyes. She felt her heart pound in her chest and her face flushed red all the way to the roots of her neck.

She quickly looked away, glancing at the curtains and then at the brocade quilt, and began to carefully count the peonies on the quilt.

So the pattern on this brocade quilt is a peony...

How come I never noticed this before...?

Looking at her earlobe, which was as red and translucent as a red agate in the dim sunlight, Xiahou Ying lifted his almost transparent white eyelids, grabbed her earlobe and gently bit it, then quickly let go.

Startled by his sudden action, Yin Quan covered her ears and looked at him, then suddenly gritted her teeth and leaned close to his pearly earlobe.

Ugh! This is intolerable! This is intolerable!

Even if she can't pounce on him right now, she has to ignite his passion! That's the only way to be fair!

Full of ambition, Yin Quan pouted, but unfortunately, she was just a little short and couldn't bite it. Frustrated, she stuck out her tongue and lightly licked his fair earlobe, then winked at him smugly, "Sweet and delicious!"

The warm, wet sensation that brushed against his earlobe was like an electric current, instantly shattering Xiahou Ying's reason. He stared at her, his thin red lips slightly parted, each breath seeming to exhale scalding fire.

Seeing his suddenly darkened eyes, Yin Quan's smugness, which hadn't fully warmed up, was instantly extinguished as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over it.

She moved her lips slightly, looked away, and with a dry laugh, began to change the subject: "The weather is nice today, Xiahou Ying, aren't you going to the palace..."

Before she could finish speaking, he forcibly swallowed all her remaining words. Before she could recover, he had already released her, his hoarse gaze suddenly sweeping over her: "You shouldn't have seduced me..."

What?!

Suddenly, Yin Quan's eyes widened, and she was immediately taken aback.

How could she be the one who seduced him?!

It was clearly Xiahou Ying who was seducing her!

Before Yin Quan could react, Xiahou Ying suddenly leaned in close, blocking her view.

"Xiahou Ying! I still..."

Her scalp tightened, and she gasped in surprise, reaching out to push him away, but with her broken ribs, she couldn't muster any strength at all.

His gaze suddenly darkened, and without any hesitation, he bit into the tender flesh of her slender neck, then sucked hard, instantly drawing a blush the size of a longan.

With a soft "pop," Xiahou Ying released her lips, stood up, and looked down at her with eyes as deep and unfathomable as the cold moonlight.

Touching the spot where he had just kissed her, Yin Quan felt a chill run down her spine.

Damn, did he leave a hickey on my neck?

This is revenge!

This is blatant revenge!

Why pick such an obvious spot of all places!

Her fingertips kept caressing the spot where he had just sucked so hard, and Yin Quan, disheveled in the wind, wanted to cry but had no tears.

"This is the price you pay for seducing me."

Just as he was feeling down, Xiahou Ying's clear and melodious voice suddenly came from above.

Looking up in the direction of the sound, she saw him with his hands behind his back, his deep and shimmering gaze, like the cold moonlight, quietly falling upon her, as if veiled by a thin layer of fine light, enveloping her entire body like a feather.

Hearing this, she became even more depressed.

Damn it! Xiahou Ying, you petty jerk! You pervert! You germaphobe! What's wrong with me licking your earlobe?!

Licking it won't get you pregnant!

He took advantage of her when she was unable to move due to a broken rib!

This is an heinous crime! Unforgivable!

Filled with resentment, Yin Quan frowned, bit her lip, and glared at him fiercely.

Seeing the raging anger burning in her bright eyes, Xiahou Ying's gaze flickered and fell on the delicate red plum blossom on her neck. Her thin, rosy lips, which had been pressed into a straight line, suddenly loosened slightly, leaving an almost imperceptible gap.

Seeing his Adam's apple bob, Yin Quan's furrowed brows suddenly relaxed to the sides.

She shrank her neck, her heart beating slightly faster.

"I've already given you a kiss, what else do you want? Let me tell you, I still have three broken ribs... I can't take any more of your abuse..."

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke. Although Yin Quan kept her eyes on him, her face grew redder and redder until it looked like a bright and tempting pomegranate, shimmering like gold dust in the pale golden sunlight.

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying frowned slightly, and then quickly understood her unspoken meaning.

A hint of undisguised helplessness flashed across his cold eyes. He slumped his shoulders, and his expression softened as he looked at her.

"I've said it before, before we're married, I won't..." He paused, clearly unsure how to bring up the subject. After a brief silence, he pursed his lips and continued, "I won't touch you."

cut……

You've even planted strawberries and still say you won't touch me... Xiahou Ying, at least use some of your brilliant wisdom to fool people...

Upon hearing this, Yin Quan suddenly felt a strong sense of contempt for him.

Seeing the disdain in her eyes, Xiahou Ying didn't say anything more. He simply reached out and ruffled her hair before walking towards the door.

“Xiahou Ying…”

Following his tall figure, she called out softly, craning her neck slightly forward to call out to him.

"I have already ordered Cat's Eye to investigate Ni Tianze. You can now focus on recovering from your injuries." Seeing that she remained silent, he moved his thin lips slightly, his aloof and cold face devoid of any expression.

When his dark gaze swept over her, Yin Quan almost reflexively shrank back.