The abstinent prince, practicing Buddhism, is seduced by a voluptuous beauty into breaking his vows.

"Your Highness..." Her voice trembled slightly, "My back is still sore..."

Xiao Chenyuan lowered his head and kissed the faint mark on her shoulder, his movements as gentle as if he were handling fragile porcelain: "I know."

"Then why..."

"So this time," he looked up at her, his eyes brimming with passion, "it's your turn."

Su Yaoyao was taken aback: "What?"

"Aren't you going to provoke me? Continue."

Su Yaoyao's fingertips trembled, and she tried to pull them back, but he held them firmly.

"Weren't you quite bold just now?" He chuckled softly, his breath hot against her ear. "What, all you can do is talk?"

Su Yaoyao gritted her teeth.

Who's afraid of who!

She steeled herself, wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her body close, and her lips almost brushed against his chin: "Who said all I can do is talk?"

The water rippled gently.

"hiss--"

Xiao Chenyuan took a deep breath.

He closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, the darkness in his eyes almost overflowed: "Yaoyao..."

Su Yaoyao looked up and kissed his neck, her soft tongue gently brushing against it: "Does Your Highness like this?"

Xiao Chenyuan did not answer.

He answered with his actions—he kissed her fiercely.

This kiss was deeper than before, with undeniable force. As their lips met, the soft, delicate breaths filled the silent bamboo forest, creating an alluring atmosphere.

Su Yaoyao was so weak from his kisses that she could barely stand.

Xiao Chenyuan suddenly released her lips, his forehead pressed against hers, his voice hoarse: "Who taught you that?"

"Self-taught." Su Yaoyao gasped for breath, her eyes shimmering with pride. "Your Highness doesn't like it?"

Xiao Chenyuan didn't say anything, but simply lifted her up and made her sit on the edge of the pool.

Hot spring water slid down her body, and the moonlight shone down without obstruction, making the shallow marks clearly visible.

He stood in the water, looking up at her.

From this angle, she could clearly see the intense emotions surging in his eyes, like a bottomless whirlpool.

"I like it." His voice was hoarse. "I like it so much I don't know what to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed the skin near her chest, his touch a gentle bite, slowly moving down along the curve of her waist...

Sitting by the pool, Su Yaoyao was startled and instinctively tried to dodge: "Your Highness!"

"There... no..."

She was so shocked she couldn't speak; the high and mighty Crown Prince had actually done this for her...

Xiao Chenyuan pressed down on her knees, his palms warm: "I also want Yaoyao to feel..."

He leaned down again and placed a delicate kiss on his thin lips.

Su Yaoyao tilted her head back and couldn't help but let out a soft gasp: "Mmm—"

"Your Highness... please... I can't take it..."

Xiao Chenyuan looked up and saw his beloved's emotional expression. He could no longer restrain himself and pulled her back into the water, letting her float halfway on the surface with her back against the pool wall.

Her cheeks were burning, and she instinctively wanted to move away.

"Why are you running?" Xiao Chenyuan chuckled. "Weren't you going to provoke me? This is nothing."

"Xiao Chenyuan..." Her voice trembled, "Please don't..."

"Don't what?" He looked up, his eyes filled with undisguised possessiveness. "Don't touch you?"

"Your Highness..." Her voice trembled, "My...my back is still sore..."

"Sour?" Xiao Chenyuan raised an eyebrow, his palm stroking her waist. "Here?"

"Mmm... Be gentle..."

"And here?" He slowly moved his palm down.

Su Yaoyao froze, her ears turning bright red: "Xiao Chenyuan!"

"Call me Your Highness." He corrected her, his tone filled with a doting smile, "Weren't you quite capable just now? Continue."

He suddenly and gently turned her around, letting her hold onto the smooth pool wall.

The warm water flowed over his waist again.

He embraced her from behind, his lips brushing against her ear: "It's too late."

His warm, moist breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe: "You provoked me first."

She panicked, "This...this won't work..."

"Why not?" Xiao Chenyuan kissed the back of her neck, his palm gently circling underwater. "There's no one here."

"But...but..."

"Be gentle," he said in a low, husky voice, with a hint of coaxing, "Just once."

Su Yaoyao bit her lip, unable to speak.

Reason told her she should refuse, but her body went limp under his advances.

The hot spring water sloshed.

"Yaoyao..." His voice was hoarse, with a suppressed tremor, "Say what you want."

Su Yaoyao's eyes reddened as she faced the pool wall, her voice barely a whisper: "...Yes."

Ripples spread out across the water.

Under the moonlight, their figures were pressed closely together, a tenderness that made one blush and their heart race.

His voice was hoarse, tinged with a hint of loss of control: "You provoked me first."

The water splashed softly, and ripples spread across the surface of the hot spring.

"Hold me tight"

Su Yaoyao wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned against him.

Moonlight, hot springs, figures embracing tightly.

Xiao Chenyuan looked up at her, at her flushed cheeks, at her half-closed, misty eyes, at her biting her lip, a look of restraint and intoxication.

He suddenly realized that there was no such thing as Buddha, no such thing as precepts, no such thing as rules of conduct.

Nothing compares to the person in my arms right now.

"Yaoyao..." he called her in a hoarse voice, pulling her even tighter. "You're mine."

Su Yaoyao was speechless and could only tremble gently in his arms.

The water rippled, and in her hazy consciousness, she heard him repeating in her ear over and over again:

"mine."

"My Yaoyao".

The pond water rippled gently, and the sound of flowing water was melodious.

The cool fragrance of winter plum blossoms mingled with the warm air, creating a gentle and tender atmosphere.

After an unknown amount of time, the hot spring pool finally returned to calm.

Su Yaoyao lay limp in Xiao Chenyuan's arms, not wanting to move even a finger.

Xiao Chenyuan held her, gently patting her back like he was soothing a child. After a while, he asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

Su Yaoyao glared at him listlessly: "What do you think?"

Xiao Chenyuan chuckled and kissed her sweaty forehead: "Will you dare to provoke me again next time?"

"I dare." Su Yaoyao retorted stubbornly, "Why wouldn't I dare?"

Xiao Chenyuan raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

"Anyway..." Su Yaoyao snuggled closer to him and muttered softly, "It's not me who's tired."

Xiao Chenyuan was amused by her and lightly patted her on the back: "Stubborn."

Su Yaoyao snorted and ignored him.

Su Yaoyao was carried out of the hot spring by Xiao Chenyuan, her body limp, and wrapped in a dry, soft blanket.

She was too lazy to even move a finger, nestled in his arms, and let him carry her to the bedroom.

"Liar..." she accused weakly, "You promised to be lenient..."

Xiao Chenyuan lowered his head and kissed her sweaty forehead: "I have already restrained myself a lot."

"Is this what you call restraint?" Su Yaoyao glared at him, but her eyes were weak and lacked any intimidation.