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Jang Shin lowered her head and stuck out her tongue to lick the lobe of her left ear, then used the tip of her tongue to tease the sensitive skin on the ear. The wet and hot tongue almost drilled into the ear, making her feel numb in her whole ear and half of her neck. Electric currents kept flowing through the places licked and sucked by Jang Shin, making her unable to help but cry out.
"…Stop!" I was startled and tried to pull Jang Shin back, but the man had already withdrawn his finger. Seeing her flustered look, he hugged her with a smile, his breath shaking her chest.
Jang Shin leaned against the head of the bed, the black and gold nightwear loosely open, revealing a large expanse of chest with ambiguous marks on top, and a picturesque scene. But I only glanced at it and then closed my eyes again.
After all, no matter how picturesque the scene, after a month of staring into each other's eyes, it really couldn't produce any stunning meaning.
He actually imprisoned me for a whole month!
Except for the three days when my father, the king, passed away, he only held me to sleep, and then he started to get worse. I can't understand it. He used to endure for four years, but now he can't even last for four days.
I brushed away his hand that had fallen on the side of my face, closed my eyes, and said in a muted voice, "Aren't you going to the meeting yet?"
He obediently withdrew his hand and planted a kiss on my forehead, saying, "I want to say goodbye to my sister before I leave."
I couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him, so I turned over and planned to continue sleeping. But Jang Shin clearly had no intention of letting me off the hook. His hand reached into the covers, and suddenly a scalding object pressed against me. My drowsiness vanished in an instant:
"What are you trying to do?!"
He misbehaved with one hand in the nightwear, while the other hand pushed my resisting hands to the top of my head, smiling brightly like a flower: "You... "
I bit my lip, suppressing the faint moan in my throat, but he leaned in, pried open my lips, and asked in a muffled voice, "Sister, do you remember this thing?"
He slowly rubbed his hand, as if wanting me to carefully feel the texture on top. "Do you remember now?"
My mind was scattered, and I really couldn't remember what this thing was.
He bit me discontentedly and said, "Sister, your memory is really bad. This jade pendant was personally put on me by you back then. You said a gentleman does not part with his jade without good reason, so I have never let it leave my body."
"Sister, look, I remember every word you said, why can't you remember anything?"
"Perhaps, has my sister also given such jade to someone else before?"
"Who else? From the Song Dynasty, the Wei Dynasty, Han Dynasty, and who else?"
His tone was calm, but with each question, it grew deeper.
I trembled as I made my final accusation: "You... this is absurd..."
He bit my ear and said, "Sister, if you don't remember, you need to be punished."
When the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, it was already bright daylight. Jang Shin went to the front court in high spirits, while I languished in the tub, not even wanting to move a finger.
Yun Gu looked at the marks on my body, feeling both heartache and anger: "These hostage, they are all ungrateful. When they were in need, how many people in the capital region looked after them?
Only Your Highness treated them well, but in the end, raised a group of ungrateful wretches. Especially this Young Master Shen from Qi Dynasty, repaying kindness with ingratitude, soaking me in warm water, lazily closing his eyes: 'Yun Gu, he is no longer that hostage, now he is the emperor."
"Princess Wang, you..."
"Remember, when under someone's roof, you must lower your head."
"Yes."
"How are things going? When I asked about the matter, Yun Gu seemed even more downcast: 'We still can't make contact with Young Master Shen... the new king is keeping a close eye on Qishan Hall, so we really can't send any messages out.'"
I slowly opened my eyes and asked in confusion, "Why do you think he went to such great lengths to imprison me?" This is the question that has been puzzling me for days.
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