Chapter 55: Like-Minded People

Brother, meeting is fate, and our fate is even deeper.

Take this jade; from now on, if you ever have something you can't settle, bring this item to me, and I'll keep it on me.

Liu Chenggui patted his chest, appearing carefree.

Yang Jun took the jade; it felt warm and smooth in his hand, and at a glance he knew it was no ordinary item.

All right, brother, I'm heading back first; remember, Imperial Palace—come find me if anything comes up.

Liu Chenggui lived up to being a man of this way; as he spoke, he patted the book tucked at his chest, Yang Jun nodded understandingly and smiled, and the two waved goodbye.

Yang Jun didn't take this to heart, found the place to draw water, filled a large bucket, and carried it back to his room.

But at that moment, Yang Jun suddenly realized.

"Imperial Palace? Could it be that this person is an admirer of Imperial Uncle Liu, or a member of the imperial family?"

But hey, this sort of thing is actually normal, after all, the emperor's lineage doesn't have any normal people.

Being somewhat fond of the Imperial Uncle isn't really a big deal.

……

The self-proclaimed Liu Chenggui, a young master, returned to his room and eagerly took out the book, reading it with relish, occasionally laughing out loud.

Soon after, a knocking sounded at the door.

The door opened, and two attendants entered.

"Greetings, Fifth Prince!"

As the two spoke, Liu Chenggui lifted his head, a lecherous smile spreading across his face, then returned to the appearance of a jade-like young master.

This is hardly Liu Chenggui; it's clearly the imperial Fifth Prince, Yun Xuanmo!

He had been ordered to come retrieve Yun Xiyue, but upon arriving here, he couldn't find her either.

"Your Highness, we've searched all along and found no trace of Yang Jun, nor any sign of the Sixth Princess."

"Could it be that we came too late and simply couldn't catch up?"

Hearing the attendants' words, Yun Xuanmo remained expressionless, merely picking up another book and thus covering the 'treasure'.

At the same time, he gently shook his head.

"This couldn't be the case—what kind of person is Yang Jun? A decadent playboy who spends his days feasting and drinking; his body is already wrecked—how could he possibly have arrived early?"

"No need to panic; just wait here for him—he'll come to us on his own."

Yun Xuanmo said this, nodding firmly, full of confidence.

"Your Highness, wise!"

Seeing Yun Xuanmo's composed, in-control demeanor, the subordinates all expressed their respect.

"Hmm, you all go first; I'm going to read and study."

Yun Xuanmo waved his hand solemnly and spoke in a low voice.

"Your Highness, wise and mighty, yet still so eager to learn—truly a model for us all!"

Hearing the subordinates' flattery, Yun Xuanmo smiled satisfactorily.

But at that moment, he suddenly thought of something else.

"Wait a moment, listen well—there are many people and eyes here, so I'll conceal my identity for now; don't tell anyone else."

After Yun Xuanmo finished speaking, the image of Yang Jun as a 'crafty merchant' appeared before his eyes again.

He is a fine brother, after all—don't go scaring him.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

All the subordinates left, and Yun Xuanmo immediately immersed himself in earnest study.

Meanwhile, Yang Jun, carrying a large bucket of hot water, had just returned to his room when Yun Xiyue came over.

"Yang Jun, thank you—you're really kind, actually going to fetch water for someone."

As soon as Yang Jun entered the room, Yun Xiyue came over, her body brushing against his, a flash of shyness in her eyes.

Daughters are like water; the princess even more so. Although her makeup is ugly, her figure, appearance, and voice remain equally delicate and unmatched.

Now, leaning against Yang Jun, it felt like an electric shock—his body involuntarily trembled, and he hastily straightened himself.

Hearing Yun Xiyue's words, Yang Jun got goosebumps all over.

【Good heavens, this really is the emperor's daughter?】

【No way, originally her character was supposed to be aloof—how could she turn out like this?】

Yang Jun felt vexed, but Yun Xiyue, at this moment, immediately came over, slightly opened her lips, and gently bit his ear.

"Yang Jun, I have another side as well—do you… want to see it?"

Yun Xiyue drew out her voice, speaking in a soft, coquettish tone.

As she spoke, her fingertips extended, tracing along Yang Jun's body, slowly moving from his chest directly across his Adam's apple.

Yang Jun only felt his whole body shudder, that fingertip seeming to carry an electric current.

Such contact left Yang Jun unable to imagine.

Good heavens, are all the imperial family like this?

"Crown Prince, everyone says your favorite thing is to linger in the pleasure quarters, and chasing flowers is your greatest strength."

"But don't you know that your own original fiancée is the most beautiful, unmatched woman in the world?"

"Crown Prince… do you… not want her?"

Yun Xiyue spoke again, her words gentle, her body swaying slightly.

After leaning in close, she pressed against him again, slowly conveying boundless tenderness and heat.

【This damned woman, testing cadres isn't like this! I'm not a steadfast warrior—I have my own desires too! And this gorgeous, boundless allure is truly the most fitting, most heart‑moving desire—how could I possibly withstand it?】

Yang Jun thought about these things, gritting his teeth.

All of this, you forced me to do!

However, Yun Xiyue suddenly stopped and increased the distance between them.

Yang Jun was also stunned; this damned woman, what's she up to?

This feeling is clearly like being made to plummet from a high place straight down to the bottom of a valley!

Wait, this woman is testing people—who am I?

As the heir of the Pingxi Prince's Mansion, the jade‑faced young lord, how could he not withstand such a trial?

Yang Jun let out a cold snort, strained to hold his breath, and slowly poured the hot water into the bathtub.

【Continue! If you have the guts, keep going—see if I dare to drag you into the bathtub together to enjoy this water's warmth!】

Yang Jun thought silently, calling out quietly.

Hearing Yang Jun's inner voice, Yun Xiyue wore a sly look, very pleased.

Looking at Yang Jun before her, Yun Xiyue wore a gentle expression.

This feeling is the correct one.

That person Zhou Tian brought not genuine feeling, but merely the most direct, obvious transaction!

Thinking of these things, Yun Xiyue felt even happier, her eyes fixed on Yang Jun, she gave a slight smile, lifted her hands, and slowly undid her clothing.

Yun Xiyue's movements were extremely slow, especially when undoing her clothing; only after countless motions did she finally undo it.

Yang Jun widened his eyes; although it was only an outer garment, it was already enough to stir endless imagination.