Chapter 58: Pressing Matters

Yang Jun stared blankly; at this moment, a flash of shock crossed his eyes.

Who said royal women are all idiots?

Look at this woman; she can actually keep me firmly under her control.

This is utterly excessive; such behavior should absolutely not be indulged.

Sigh, I've been clever all my life, but momentarily foolish.

Yun Xiyue, this damned woman, is after all the offspring of that dog emperor.

So she treated herself as bait to fish me; seeing me hooked onto shore, she was utterly irresponsible, just using her foot to give me a few pushes, then she mercilessly kicked me back into the water!

Such a scene left Yang Jun helpless, yet in his mind he thought of taking "revenge".

【You woman, these things you've done are really underhanded; how about this—those senior sisters of Zhou Tian seem more skilled at it, or else another day I'll have you learn from them?】

【Since you're all of the same kind, exchanging and sparring with each other is also appropriate.】

Yang Jun thought of these things in his heart, and his eyes again fixed on Yun Xiyue before him.

"What are you talking about? I, Yang Jun, am an upright man of integrity; I'm very traditional—don't drag these things to taint me."

Yang Jun said this, letting out another cold snort from his mouth, and firmly lifted his chin.

"Oh? Is that so? Yang Jun, I'm curious—if we were to marry, would you still go after other women?"

Yun Xiyue gave a hehe smile, seeming offhand, but while speaking her eyes were tightly fixed on Yang Jun.

They say men take three wives and four concubines; now that he's become a prince consort, will he also go out and fool around like other men?

"Yun Xiyue, please speak based on facts and produce evidence."

"You need to understand—by speaking like this you're ruining my reputation; although I'm a princess, I shouldn't be so irresponsible as to spout nonsense like this!"

Yang Jun's face filled with righteous indignation as he spoke loudly.

This woman, will it ever end?

One trial after another; now she's testing me with words.

Do you really think I won't lose my temper?

"Yo, getting angry? I just wanted to see if you're really a man…"

"Or are you saying you're not like those shameless men, but a different kind of man!"

Yun Xiyue smiled as she spoke, and in that moment a hint of bashfulness flashed in her eyes.

Her lips moved slightly, and strands of invisible threads flew forward.

Yang Jun widened his eyes; what other trick is this woman going to use?

"Can't be bothered with you!"

Yang Jun couldn't take it anymore; he couldn't bear it.

He hurriedly turned and walked out—is this woman a demon?

In the original plot, she never had such ability.

Otherwise, how could she have been completely controlled by Zhou Tian?

Even in the end, she would be used up by Zhou Tian, bearing his children, merely a tool.

Yun Xiyue didn't "hear" Yang Jun's thoughts just now; she sat in the bathtub, feeling very pleased.

It seems the teachings of the empress dowager and many female officials in the palace are indeed like this.

Men, after all, are basically the same.

But women must learn to control and manipulate men.

Only then can they truly grasp the initiative.

These men must be made unable to stop, while women must keep them at arm's length—close yet distant.

Clearly already prepared to give in, yet one must withdraw at the moment they can no longer endure, leaving them anxiously empty.

Only thus can he realize your importance, look forward to you more eagerly, and thus have a better next time.

This is what one ought to do for a man.

【This woman, all coy and lacking any morals—since she's already done it, why not continue?】

Suddenly, Yang Jun's thoughts came through.

Yun Xiyue gave another hehe laugh.

This is manipulation, not coyness!

And hey, Yang Jun, who told you to act aloof in front of this palace? Don't you think—I'm a princess, you're the predetermined prince consort.

Things could have naturally proceeded, proper and aboveboard.

But you insisted on doing these things yourself, so it's certainly not my fault, and absolutely cannot be blamed on me!

Yun Xiyue felt very satisfied; Yang Jun has gone out to "cool off," and I must look for another chance, waiting until the time comes to "seduce seduce".

Otherwise, this long night would be boring.

Having run out of the palace, it's certainly not truly for some case or the like; being with Yang Jun is the real point.

The inn has only one bed; Yun Xiyue strictly ordered Yang Jun to "accompany" her, saying she's afraid and he must protect her well.

There's only one bed; the bathed Yun Xiyue's body exudes a refreshing fragrance, and also emits something that stimulates Yang Jun's physique—some strong hormone—that comes over him.

At such a moment, how could Yang Jun's heart be calm?

But most importantly, although I've already moved aside, this woman Yun Xiyue still comes over.

The distance between them keeps shrinking; the closer they press, the stronger the "stimulation" becomes.

After just now being pulled away by Yun Xiyue's foot, Yang Jun doesn't want to try again; the only thing he can do is try to avoid it as much as possible.

But after several attempts to move aside, when it seemed I could only retreat under the bed, Yun Xiyue stretched out both hands and wrapped her legs around.

Thus, like an octopus, she tightly entwined Yang Jun.

What the hell is this woman doing? Instead of being a decent person, she insists on acting like an animal? Why is she pestering people like this?

Yang Jun was very dissatisfied; at this moment he couldn't calm himself by observing his nose and heart, and regarding Yun Xiyue's provocative behavior, he became even more furious.

Yun Xiyue glared, opened her mouth and bit down on Yang Jun's shoulder.

This bastard, what's wrong with his image, actually claiming to be an animal.

This bite by Yun Xiyue left Yang Jun very dissatisfied; this woman, she doesn't know her limits, it really hurts!

Yang Jun grabbed Yun Xiyue's shoulders with both hands, intending to counterattack.

You bit my shoulder, right?

Then don't blame me.

Ah, the shoulder is too slippery, hard to control.

Or maybe the mouth?

That's even worse, letting her get away with it!

The face?

Dream on, I won't give her a chance!

Since it's like this, where should I start now?

Yang Jun considered these things in his mind, facing here, all that was about to be carried out.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on Yun Xiyue's front.

Yun Xiyue not only wasn't afraid, but instinctively thrust her chest forward.

Come on, let's fight, who's afraid of whom!

Yun Xiyue gazed at Yang Jun, in the midst of provocation, seeming to want the battle's flames to keep rising, wanting both sides to have another great battle.

【Damn it, are you scared!】

Yang Jun couldn't tolerate the provocation, he reached out and landed on Yun Xiyue's body.

A woman who's taken a bath, her body is slippery; likewise, this outfit of hers is also easy to take off, right?