Chapter 414: The Princess's Bitten Lip

Yè Xíngruò's expression was defiantly angry, his eyes bloodshot, his body ramrod straight, looking like he had thrown caution to the wind!

You're being straightforward!

Ji Yaoyue waved her whip, pointing at him.

Yes! I'm being clean and straightforward! Yè Xíngruò shoved aside the sisters-in-law and sisters who had come forward to pull him, saying: "Ji Yaoyue, my feelings for you are even more clean and straightforward; you couldn't possibly not know..."

Impudent, wicked grandson, how dare you directly call the princess by name! Yè Shěngzhī, the old marshal, flew into a rage, making a move to strike.

Ji Yaoyue waved her hand: "Let him speak!"

Good! Then let's speak frankly today! Yè Xíngruò stared at Ji Yaoyue: "We grew up together as childhood sweethearts; when we were little, you promised to be my bride, and I have always kept that in my heart!"

I thought you would be my wife, my heart, never changed, even when I was away on campaign, I still thought of you!

You went to the sect to cultivate; I have gone many times to the Da Luo Holy Sect, lingering at the mountain's base, do you know?

Every moment I have been watching your every word and deed, your joys and angers, remembering everything about you!

Do you understand?

A few years ago, you suddenly told me you had found a husband and were going to marry; did you ever consider my feelings?

Ji Yaoyue drifted off a little, lowering her whip slightly: "Childhood play talk can't be taken seriously! I have always regarded you as an elder brother, as a brother..."

What the hell with elder brother! I just want you as a person! Yè Xíngruò shouted.

Ji Yaoyue looked at him: "You never promised me anything; I have indeed always regarded you as an elder brother. I can give you whatever you want, protect you from whatever you've done wrong, but you shouldn't hurt him; the court has pardoned you, but I will not!"

What's so good about him! Yè Xíngruò snapped.

His voice was a little soft, he himself seemed lacking confidence; Heng Xian is talented and outstanding in cultivation, as if there are many good points.

Ji Yaoyue said coldly: "Even if he has a thousand faults, he is still my husband; as his wife, I will not let anyone hurt him! Yè Xíngruò, our relationship is henceforth severed!"

Saying this harshly, a "crack!" of the whip lashed onto Yè Xíngruò's body.

"Your Highness the Princess!" Ye Lao Yuanshuai and a group of Ye family members were startled, rushing forward.

Ji Yaoyue said coldly: "The court, mindful of the Ye family's loyalty, has already pardoned Yè Xíngruò, but does the Ye family not allow a victim's wife to defend her husband?"

A group of Ye family members stood frozen, speechless.

Let her strike!

Yè Xíngruò's body bore a striking whip wound, yet he felt nothing, laughing loudly: "Go ahead! The harder you strike, the better I feel inside!"

Crack!

Ji Yaoyue indeed struck again with the whip.

Crack crack...

Immediately after, a dozen or so whiplashes left Yè Xíngruò covered in wounds; only then did he stop, trembling, throwing the whip down heavily and turning to leave.

Heh heh...

Yè Xíngruò's body was blotched with bloodstains; watching Ji Yaoyue and her group disappear beyond the gate, tears burst forth, his qi and blood surged, his spiritual power went chaotic, and he collapsed face up.

Xíngruò!

Young master!

Everyone rushed forward.

Yè Liáng looked outward, angry: "Heartless girl, if the imperial family encounters trouble again, let that damned Heng Xian step forward instead of us!"

Shut up! the old marshal's face turned pale as he rebuked again.

……

Outside, there was a constant din of commotion.

Meanwhile, in the Taiping Princess's mansion, having just sent away the "victim" Heng Xian, who had been escorted out by a group including Cao Wei and Xu You, he lay comfortably on a recliner, reading a copy of Assassins' Biographies.

This book was just something he grabbed casually; at this moment his mind was on the "Dragon Vein Fruit" and "Literary Prosperity Purple Qi" he had obtained from the State Altar Academy. After researching overnight, he found that the Dragon Vein Fruit seemed to condense an entire minor dragon vein, able to instantly provide a person with torrential spiritual energy, while the Literary Prosperity Purple Qi was more like a precious medicine that stabilizes the five viscera and meridians and clears the mind.

They are tremendous aids when breaking through to the middle stage of Yuan Dan!

However, it hasn't been long since the breakthrough, and the opportunity for it has not yet arisen.

Not far away, Mulan washed the smelly socks with a resentful expression, of course, as Heng Xian had ordered.

At this point, seeing Heng Xian bored and about to hum a tune, she couldn't help but say: "Young master, because of your affairs, the outside is about to erupt in chaos; we can't even peacefully celebrate the New Year—how can you still be in such high spirits?"

Heng Xian said leisurely: "Being alive, isn't that worth celebrating? Besides, if chaos erupts, that's their problem!"

Mulan opened her mouth, speechless!

Heng Xian glanced at her: "No one gave you time off for the New Year?"

Mulan retorted unhappily: "We normally have days off! Spending the New Year in the princess's mansion is an honor!"

Heng Xian pondered, then said: "Ji Yaoyue is a very smart person; surely she hasn't noticed that you're a spy?"

"Who's the spy?" Mulan jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, splashing the smelly sock water on her face: "I belong to the princess; I would give my life for Her Highness. I asked you that day only because my father took someone else's favor to get me to do this, to remind you!"

Once disloyal, forever useless, sisters! Heng Xian slipped the book onto his face.

Mulan opened her mouth, finally unable to say anything else, obediently sat down to wash the socks.

Just then, a hurried footsteps sounded from afar; Mulan looked over and sprang up in alarm: "Princess!"

Only to see Ji Yaoyue leading a group hurrying over, her face still wet with tears.

Heng Xian put the book aside and looked over.

Actually, Ji Yaoyue had come earlier that morning, but seeing that Heng Xian was unharmed, she left again in haste.

At this moment, seeing Ji Yaoyue's tear-streaked face and a hint of grievance, Heng Xian chuckled lightly, opened his arms: "Come!"

Ji Yaoyue flew over and flung herself into his embrace.

The recliner emitted a creak.

Mulan and a group of palace ladies and eunuchs hastily lowered their heads, performed a salute, and retreated.

Heng Xian put his arm around Ji Yaoyue's shoulders, feeling her slight tremble and her fragrant scent, saying: "It's fine, it's fine, let the past be past; I don't mind..."

Ji Yaoyue's face had more tears: "The emperor and the court haven't investigated the exact identities of that scar‑faced man and the woman who wields the whip; the only thing we can find out is the Xiaoji Wei's deputy commander He Guming and the Zhong Lang Jiang Yè Xíngruò!"

It was Yè Xíngruò who bribed the carriage‑driving eunuch and instructed He Guming!

I have already sent people to kill He Guming's whole family and the carriage‑driving eunuch's whole family!

But… Yè Xíngruò is obviously being used as a pawn, being exploited!

He and I grew up together since childhood, and the Ye family is a pillar of the state—I can't move against him, I just hit him and severed ties with him……

Heng Xian listened, his heart pounding—wasn't it too harsh to wipe out whole families at the drop of a hat? Not long ago, the top courtesan of the Drunken Heart Pavilion, Mo Xianglian, left the capital; rumor has it she was killed by bandits halfway, dying a miserable death, and he suspects it was also done by Ji Yaoyue's people.

She lowered her head slightly and saw Ji Yaoyue also looking at her—her big, beautiful eyes like a clear spring, her jade nose and cherry lips indeed lovely, especially now with pear‑blossom tears, making her extra alluring; she couldn't help saying, "Fine, let's do that. Don't make things difficult; from now on we won't mention this again."

Ji Yaoyue snuggled tighter into his arms.

Heng Xian rubbed his nose and said, "Why do I suddenly feel a bit short of breath?"

Ji Yaoyue froze for a moment, then, understanding, rolled over and pressed herself against him, lightly touching like a dragonfly skimming water, her face slightly flushed as she lay back down.

"No way!" Heng Xian said, "My breathing is still not smooth!"

Ji Yaoyue had no choice but to wrap her arms around his neck, her face flushed, eyes half‑closed, as she leaned in.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from ahead; a palace lady dared not raise her head, kneeling on the ground: "Princess! Her Majesty orders that at noon you bring Master Heng to the Xianqing Palace for the banquet!"

Ji Yaoyue hurriedly rose.

Heng Xian also sat up and asked, "How many times has this happened?"

Ji Yaoyue knew what he meant, couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling, she turned her head, wrapped her arms around his neck, gave him a deep kiss, then lightly bit his lower lip, leaving a trace of saliva, and said, "First of all, you have to get past your mother‑in‑law!"

The reporting palace lady had just lifted her head, then frightened, quickly lowered it again.

Heng Xian froze for a moment—this was the second time someone had bitten his lip, and it wasn't even the first time from Ji Yaoyue; he felt he was no longer pure, quickly wiped off the "string" on his lips, and laughed, "All right, let's first settle the mother‑in‑law!"

(End of chapter)