Chapter 200: All You're Thinking About Is Him

Nan Xueyin paused, realizing a beat late that the Crown Prince was "vying for favor."

She lowered her gaze to look at Xiao Youlan's lower abdomen, her palm slowly stroking it twice.

Through the fabric, she could feel Xiao Youlan's abdomen tensing slightly from nervousness, feeling somewhat hot and showing clear muscular undulations.

The texture was already very good.

Yet, Nan Xueyin said with intentional mischief: "Through the clothes, I can't really feel it."

"You can't feel it?"

Xiao Youlan murmured softly, not doubting Nan Xueyin's intent at all.

Nan Xueyin stifled a laugh, nodding solemnly twice with a straight face.

Xiao Youlan pondered very seriously for a moment, then said: "Lift your hand first."

Nan Xueyin lifted her hand.

And so she watched as Xiao Youlan undid his belt.

Her gaze locked on, taking in every detail—Xiao Youlan's long, slender, fair fingers pulled open his lapels, revealing his broad chest and abdominal muscles.

Xiao Youlan's muscles were well-proportioned, without a shred of excess fat; the muscles were not overly prominent, and the arc and size of their bulges were just right.

They were the kind that hadn't been over-trained, yet had undergone a period of conditioning; at a glance, they were extremely aesthetically pleasing.

Nan Xueyin watched without blinking.

"Don't you want to touch?"

Xiao Youlan issued an invitation.

Nan Xueyin gladly reached out.

She touched Xiao Youlan's pectoral muscles, then stroked his abdominal muscles twice more.

Unable to help herself, she touched them twice more.

"Does it feel good?" Xiao Youlan asked in a low voice.

"Mm..." Nan Xueyin was still touching.

"Mm? What does that mean?" Xiao Youlan asked patiently.

"Well, this texture..." Nan Xueyin's hands were already starting to move up toward his waist.

Xiao Youlan lowered his eyes to look at her expression and suddenly let out a laugh, "Little Xue, you..."

Just as he was about to say something, the carriage came to a stop.

"The restaurant is here!"

Outside, Shu Yu reminded them joyfully.

Xiao Youlan's gaze darkened; he wished he had known this road would be so short.

Nan Xueyin also felt it was unfinished business; she touched Xiao Youlan two last times and reluctantly withdrew her hand, "Let's eat dinner first, we'll talk when we get back."

After saying this, she even patiently pulled his clothes straight and fastened his belt.

The food at the restaurant was indeed sumptuous, and the taste was excellent.

But having just touched Xiao Youlan's muscles in the carriage, Nan Xueyin's heart and eyes were filled with his body; though she ate the food, it wasn't all that stunning.

"It's delicious, right?" Shu Yu asked enthusiastically.

Nan Xueyin nodded perfunctorily, "Delicious, very delicious!"

Shu Yu didn't notice anything amiss and said with a grin: "I told you, the food here is great."

Nan Xueyin nodded absentmindedly; beside her, Xiao Youlan lowered his eyes to look at her, saying nothing, though the smile in his eyes deepened significantly.

Elsewhere.

The twilight was vast, and the polo field had been mostly cleared up.

Cui Miaohua was tired and sleepy, relying entirely on her maid's support to slowly shuffle toward the carriage, preparing to go home.

She felt she could fall asleep on the way, so she turned to warn her maid: "If I fall asleep later, you are not allowed to wake me up; just send me straight back to my room. If you dare to wake me, I'll skin you alive!"

"Yes."

The maids were trembling with fear, not daring to disobey.

Halfway there, Cui Miaohua turned her head and saw Zhong Yun.

Zhong Yun's mother was a distant relative of the Cui family ancestors, so ever since her grandfather passed away and she was sent out of Baoci Palace, she had been temporarily staying at the Dingguo Duke Mansion.

At this moment, Zhong Yun was talking to Cui Zhu, her head slightly lowered, looking shy and timid.

This scene made Cui Miaohua feel a bit strange.

Zhong Yun seemed to sense something, looked up at her, and raised a bright, smiling face, "Miss Cui!"

She quickly said something to Cui Zhu, trotted over, and smiled softly at Cui Miaohua: "Miss Cui, you played polo very well today."

Cui Miaohua rolled her eyes, "Well my foot, I'm exhausted."

Zhong Yun sighed, "It's all because of that Nan Xueyin, she has no sense of propriety."

Cui Miaohua sneered: "What do you mean she has no sense of propriety? She was fine herself; if she hadn't gotten that jade pendant, she wouldn't have been able to play until the final match."

Zhong Yun was stunned, not expecting Cui Miaohua to speak up for Nan Xueyin.

"And you," Cui Miaohua stared at her, "Didn't you say before that she was bad at polo?"

Zhong Yun's face turned somewhat pale.

Cui Miaohua huffed, "There are many things you don't understand and simply don't know, so stop being so self-righteous. Otherwise, you'll be the one to suffer for it later!"

Having said that, she refused to pay any more attention to Zhong Yun and continued toward her carriage.

Her words were not just about Nan Xueyin, but also included many things, including Cui Zhu.

Cui Miaohua felt she had done all she could; she had said what needed to be said.

As for whether Zhong Yun could grasp it, that depended on whether her brain was truly attached to her head.

Nan Xueyin found this meal bland and tasteless.

After finishing, she returned to the carriage, and Xiao Youlan's muscles surfaced in Nan Xueyin's mind once again.

She took a deep breath.

"Of tonight's dishes, was the most delicious the bird's nest duck, or the stewed pork tripe?" Xiao Youlan asked eerily.

Nan Xueyin replied, "The bird's nest duck, I suppose."

Xiao Youlan let out a laugh, "But Little Xue, we didn't eat bird's nest duck tonight."

Nan Xueyin:...

She changed her answer very quickly, "Oh, oh, I remembered wrong, it was the stewed pork tripe."

Xiao Youlan looked at her deeply, "We didn't eat stewed pork tripe either."

Nan Xueyin:...

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but did not know where to begin.

Xiao Youlan smiled teasingly, "Your mind wasn't on the food at all. Tell me, Little Xue, what exactly is on your mind?"

Nan Xueyin's cheeks felt a little hot, but there was no need to hide such things.

She answered honestly, "My mind is full of you."

"Me?"

"Your muscles."

Xiao Youlan nodded thoughtfully, "So, the texture is very good?"

Nan Xueyin nodded sincerely, "Very good!"

Xiao Youlan was very pleased, "No one else's is as good as mine. Don't look at theirs, and don't touch theirs. Just look at mine and touch mine."

Nan Xueyin nodded.

"Do you still want to now?" Xiao Youlan asked.

Nan Xueyin was stunned for a moment, "Now?"

"Mm."

Nan Xueyin sighed with emotion, "You... you are too generous."

She wanted to a little bit, but felt it was inappropriate, so she temporarily suppressed her thoughts and said, "Let's talk about it tonight... we are in the carriage, and we will arrive at the Eastern Palace soon."

Xiao Youlan agreed happily, "Good, then we'll wait until tonight."

Returning to the Eastern Palace, Xiao Youlan went to handle some matters first, while Nan Xueyin was pounced on by Xiaoyang.

Nan Jiyun was still holding a large bowl of beef and mutton, feeding it; Xiaoyang had eaten half when it caught Nan Xueyin's scent and immediately came over affectionately.

"Did you miss me?" Nan Xueyin caught Xiaoyang and vigorously rubbed its head twice.

Xiaoyang grunted and whimpered.

Nan Jiyun laughed, "It must have missed you dearly. We hadn't been at the Supervisory Court for long before it became a bit restless. I thought it was hungry, but now that I think about it, it was missing you."

Nan Xueyin stroked Xiaoyang's head again and went to ask Nan Jiyun, "Uncle, did everything go smoothly at the Supervisory Court today?"

"Smoothly! With Xiaoyang there, everyone else was very respectful to me."

"That is also because of His Highness the Crown Prince!" Feihong reminded from the side.

Nan Jiyun nodded, "Right, right, it is also because I was personally sent there by His Highness the Crown Prince. Oh my, His Highness the Crown Prince is so thoughtful!"

But as soon as His Highness the Crown Prince was mentioned, Nan Xueyin recalled the abdominal muscles and began to lose focus.

Whatever Nan Jiyun and Feihong joked about afterward, she didn't hear a single word.

She spoke a few sentences absent-mindedly, then returned to her room to wash up, also absent-mindedly.

After Nan Xueyin finished washing and came out, she felt the light in the room was not bright enough, so she took scissors to trim the candle wick.

The candlelight flickered, and she heard footsteps.