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Le Yao Yao reflected on her eighteen years of life and realized that quite a few people had confessed their feelings for her. After all, she had always been quite attractive, and during her school days, many boys had written her love letters. However, she had turned them all down, citing her studies as the reason.
In truth, she had never felt a spark for any boy until today. For some unknown reason, two men had confessed their feelings for her in a single day!
And honestly, both of these men were exceptionally handsome, held impressive statuses, and each had unique personalities. Either one of them could easily captivate a crowd of women.
First, let’s talk about the Living Yama!
In her eyes, she had always felt a sense of fear towards him. After all, on her very first day here, she had heard numerous terrifying tales about him that made her heart race with trepidation.
Eventually, she even witnessed him single-handedly take down over ten Liangshan Bandits. The gruesome scene of severed limbs and gory injuries still haunted her thoughts, leaving her with lingering fear and respect for this Living Yama.
She was terrified that if she accidentally upset him, he could easily crush her with just a finger.
Thus, whenever she served the Living Yama, she was always on high alert, fearful of making a mistake that might provoke his wrath.
Her fear of him gradually became a habit.
It wasn’t until recently that she began to notice something different about the Living Yama, who was known for his ruthless nature. Her fear of him slowly started to diminish.
However, even until today, Le Yao Yao was still quite conflicted about the confession from the Living Yama.
After all, it was probably the first time in his life that he had confessed to someone, right?
He said he wanted to make her his!
But her own feelings for him remained a mystery.
So, she couldn't give him an answer, yet she was terrified that if she told him she didn't like him, would the Living Yama strike her down with a single blow?
Just thinking about it sent chills down Le Yao Yao's spine.
Now, let's talk about the Seventh Prince in front of her!
In truth, she had never expected that he would confess to her one day.
After all, recalling their first meeting, they had already built up quite a rivalry.
Moreover, their daily interactions felt like they were sworn enemies from a past life; if they didn't bicker at least once a day, it seemed neither of them could get used to it.
She couldn't say she liked him, but she never imagined he would confess to her!
And in his eyes, she was just a eunuch!
"Could it be that no one is into heterosexuality anymore, and only twisted relationships are left?!"
Or is this guy just having a moment today?!
With that thought, Le Yao Yao snapped back to reality and immediately spoke up.
"But I'm a eunuch..."
She had thought that by saying this, Nangong Junxi would back off.
To her surprise, after a moment of silence, Nangong Junxi replied, "Since the senior brother doesn't mind, why should I?! Besides, I like you, regardless of whether you're male or female!"
"Uh..."
Nangong Junxi's tone was so certain that Le Yao Yao found herself at a loss for words.
After a moment of astonishment, Le Yao Yao muttered, "Weren't you really annoyed with me before? Why are you saying you like me now?!"
Le Yao Yao was genuinely curious about this question.
After all, her interactions with Nangong Junxi had always been like oil and water. Now, he was actually confessing to her. Could it be...
"You're joking with me, right!? I knew it!"
It seemed that Le Yao Yao finally realized Nangong Junxi's intentions, and she was very angry. Her tone carried a hint of irritation.
However, in response to Le Yao Yao's words, Nangong Junxi fell silent for a moment before he said softly, "Do you think this prince would joke about such things?!"
His voice was low and melancholic, like a wounded beast, tugging at her heartstrings.
Hearing his words, Le Yao Yao bit down on Silver Fang, completely unsure of how to respond. If she directly told him that she didn't like him, wouldn't that be too hurtful?
But then again, she had always rejected boys' confessions like this. Wasn't this time no different?
Thinking this way, Le Yao Yao wanted to say something, but it seemed that he sensed something from her silence. Before she could react, his soft lips were suddenly pressed against hers...
"Uh..."
As she felt the man's lips covering her own, Le Yao Yao's mind went blank for a moment.
However, that was only for an instant.
Once she regained her senses, her hand moved as if it had a mind of its own and swung out fiercely.
Then—
With a crisp sound, the slap echoed loudly, proving just how much force was behind it.
As a result of that powerful slap, Nangong Junxi, who had merely kissed Le Yao Yao lightly before, quickly recoiled, pulling away from her lips.
Feeling the burning pain on his cheek, Nangong Junxi couldn't help but press his tongue against the inside of his cheek, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Senior Brother kisses you, and you’re enchanted. But when I kiss you, it makes you feel so miserable!?"
Nangong Junxi's voice was low and ethereal, his tone revealing an unmistakable sense of disappointment.
Hearing Nangong Junxi speak in such a manner for the first time left Le Yao Yao feeling quite unsettled.
After all, in the past, Nangong Junxi always spoke to her with sharp words. Now, he sounded lifeless, almost as if he were on the verge of tears, which left Le Yao Yao feeling at a loss.
She had many ways to deal with arrogant men, but when faced with a sad man who seemed like he might cry, she found herself completely at a loss.
Feeling the lingering sting in her palm, Le Yao Yao began to feel a sense of panic rising within her.
If her hand hurt from hitting him, then he must be in even more pain, right? The thought crossed her mind.
However, that slap had not been intentional; she had simply been startled by his sudden kiss and reacted without thinking...
"You..."
Le Yao Yao had initially intended to say something to comfort the man before her. After all, she felt a twinge of guilt for hitting him for the first time.
Especially since this man seemed quite heartbroken now; it almost seemed like he might be crying!
The thought sent a shiver down Le Yao Yao's spine.
But before she could say anything more, a sudden, crisp knock echoed through the stillness of the night, ringing out clearly in the silence.
At the sound of that sharp knock, both Le Yao Yao and Nangong Junxi froze in place.
After all, it was already the middle of the night—who would be knocking at this hour!?
As Le Yao Yao and Nangong Junxi exchanged puzzled glances, a low, hoarse voice came through the Carved Wooden Door.
"Are you asleep?!"
It was the Living Yama!
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Le Yao Yao felt as if her heart had been struck by a hammer, and her heartbeat suddenly quickened.
She wasn't sure if it was because she had learned about the Living Yama's feelings for her earlier in the day, but amidst her confusion, her heart was in turmoil.
After all, she had yet to sort out her own feelings for the Living Yama, so she didn't know how to face him now.
The man who used to be cold enough to freeze someone to death suddenly saying he liked her was truly one of the most difficult things to accept in this world.
However, this was not the time to think about such things.
The Living Yama was right outside the door, ready to come in at any moment. But there were other men in her room! What would happen if the Living Yama found out?
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao immediately panicked.
Her delicate face turned pale as she realized that perhaps she didn't even understand why she was so afraid of the Living Yama discovering that there were other men in her room. Maybe it was fear of misunderstanding or something else...
At that moment, Le Yao Yao felt as frantic as an ant in a boiling pot, completely flustered.
"What should I do? What should I do? The prince is right outside! You, you, you, hurry and leave, jump out the window!"
Le Yao Yao was in a state of panic, continuously urging Nangong Junxi, who was standing before her bed, to jump out the window. After all, he had entered through the window when he arrived.
However, no matter how much she pushed, Nangong Junxi remained as still as a stone statue, refusing to budge even an inch, nearly driving Le Yao Yao to desperation.
"Nangong Junxi, what do you want?! Didn't you hear that the prince is right outside the door?! What will we do if the prince finds out you're in my room?"
Le Yao Yao gritted her teeth and whispered to Nangong Junxi.
She thought that by saying this, Nangong Junxi would take the hint and leave. To her surprise, after hearing her words, he merely scoffed disdainfully and replied, "So what if he knows I'm in your room?! You're the one who's concerned about it, aren't you?!"
"Uh..."
Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao's pretty face froze for a moment. It seemed that Nangong Junxi had hit upon something; perhaps she was indeed a bit concerned. She didn't want to provoke Yan Luo.
Seeing Le Yao Yao's momentary daze, Nangong Junxi felt a pang of desolation.
He had fallen for someone he shouldn't have, and that person happened to be his senior brother's love interest.
How could he bear such a situation?!
Thinking of this, a tightness gripped Nangong Junxi's heart, as if someone were squeezing it tightly with their hand, nearly crushing him...
A deep layer of sorrow covered his face.
Unfortunately, it was late at night, and the room was shrouded in darkness. Le Yao Yao naturally did not see the sorrowful expression on Nangong Junxi's face.
Moreover, her thoughts were entirely focused on the man knocking outside the door, her heart racing as if it would leap out of her chest.
Adding to her frustration was the fact that no matter how much she pushed against the man in front of her, he remained unmoved, leaving Le Yao Yao both angry and anxious.
At that moment, the man's voice came again from outside the door, as if he was insisting she respond.
"Are you asleep?!"
"Uh, Your Highness, I have already fallen asleep. Please come back tomorrow if there's something urgent!"
Without thinking, Le Yao Yao blurted out her response upon hearing his words.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, she realized what she had said and nearly bit her tongue in regret.
Damn it, why did she have to say anything!? She should have kept her lips sealed and made no sound at all; that way, the living hell would think she was asleep!
But now it was too late to think like that because she had already spoken, revealing that she was lying.
Sure enough, after hearing her words, there was a moment of silence outside before a low, hoarse chuckle escaped from the man.
"Ha ha..."
"Uh..."
Even without opening the door to see the face of the living Yama, Le Yao Yao knew that he must be smiling at this moment. His cold eyes surely held a hint of amusement.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt her cheeks flush, and her heart raced even faster.
What was this living Yama doing, laughing so enticingly in the middle of the night? It made her heart pound wildly.
However, she had to admit that in this dead silence, his deep laughter sounded quite charming...
Just as Le Yao Yao was lost in her thoughts, she heard the man speak again.
"Since you're not asleep yet, why not open the door?"
"Uh..."
Open the door!?
What did that mean!?
In the middle of the night, with just a man and herself alone, why did Le Yao Yao feel like there was a hint of danger lurking?
Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao felt a surge of panic inside her.
Although the door was locked, she still feared that the man would break in. After all, the Living Yama was capable of anything!
What would she do if he discovered that there was another man in her room?!
Therefore, she absolutely could not let the Living Yama find out.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao lowered her voice again and addressed Nangong Junxi, who stubbornly refused to leave her bedside.
"Are you leaving or not?!"
"I'm not leaving!"
His response was crisp and decisive! Moreover, there was a hint of defiance in his tone.
Le Yao Yao's eyes widened in anger, her hands on her hips. Finally, with a bite of her silver fang, she whispered, "Fine, if you’re not leaving, then get into bed!"
"Huh?!"
Nangong Junxi, who had been sulking and pouting just moments before, felt his mind go blank with a loud 'bang' upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words.
His heart felt as if it had been struck hard by a hammer, beating wildly.
His thoughts began to wander...
"He wants me to get into bed!?"
Although he liked him, he never expected their relationship to progress so quickly.
Moreover, he didn’t understand the nuances of intimacy between men and women, let alone between men...
At this thought, Nangong Junxi felt a rush of heat surge from his chest to the top of his head. His cheeks burned; even without a mirror, he knew he was blushing.
"Uh, I don’t really understand this... Are we moving too fast!?"
"Pfft..."
Upon hearing Nangong Junxi's words, Le Yao Yao burst out laughing.
"What the hell are you thinking!?"
Le Yao Yao looked utterly speechless but took the opportunity to pull the anxious Nangong Junxi onto the bed. Then, she lowered the curtain and got off the bed while Nangong Junxi's face was still flushed.
"Uh, you..."
"You either jump out the window or stay quietly in bed. If you dare make a sound, I will sever all ties with you!"
Le Yao Yao turned around and said this fiercely to Nangong Junxi. Without waiting for him to respond, she quickly put on her shoes and headed for the door.
First, she took a moment to calm her racing heart and patted her slightly stiff face before reaching out to open the carved wooden door.
As the wooden door creaked open, the man standing outside was fully revealed to Le Yao Yao's gaze.
In fact, Leng Junyu's room was directly across from Le Yao Yao's, with a corridor between their doors that was lit by a palace lantern.
At this moment, it was already late at night.
The man stood with his hands clasped behind his back. The dim light cast a warm glow on him, accentuating his lanky figure.
In the summer heat, he wore only a pair of cream-colored underpants that made his legs appear even longer and straighter.
He casually draped a thin garment of the same color over his shoulders but had not tied it at the waist.
Thus, his well-built physique was even more striking as Le Yao Yao's eyes fell upon him when the carved wooden door opened.
His bronze skin glistened, revealing tightly defined abdominal muscles with no excess fat in sight.
And there were those two faintly visible jujubes...
Upon seeing this, Le Yao Yao instinctively swallowed hard.
She then followed the man's perfectly sculpted physique upward.
There stood a man with long, silky black hair that cascaded down without any bindings.
His hair was thick and dense, smooth as silk, reaching down to his waist.
Usually, the man styled his hair meticulously, presenting a serious yet resolute appearance.
Now, with his hair down, he exuded an enchanting allure that was utterly captivating.
When Le Yao Yao saw the man standing at her door dressed so lightly, the first thought that surged through her mind was—
Could it be that the living Yama was trying to charm her with his looks?
After all, she had run away without answering his confession that morning. Now he appeared so alluring, making another move!?
It was no wonder Le Yao Yao thought this way; after all, it was the dead of night, just a man and a woman alone...
Outside, the bright moon hung high in the sky, stars twinkled softly—a perfect romantic setting. This enchanting atmosphere was indeed the time for lovers to ignite their passions...
Just as Le Yao Yao's mind wandered into these thoughts, she suddenly felt something was off. As she snapped back to reality, she realized that the living Yama's gaze was fixed intently on her.
Upon seeing this, Le Yao Yao instinctively followed the man's gaze. When her eyes landed on her own small figure clad in thin nightclothes, she felt as if struck by lightning, freezing for a moment.
Once she regained her composure, the first thing she did was quickly tug at the slightly torn collar of her garment.
After all, it was the height of summer, and even at night, the temperatures remained quite high. So every night, she only wore her thin nightclothes to sleep.
Today was no exception.
However, just earlier, due to the events of the day, she had tossed and turned in bed and had not noticed her attire when Nangong Junxi suddenly barged in.
Now, standing before this living embodiment of death and feeling his intense gaze upon her, Le Yao Yao's cheeks flushed. After adjusting her collar, she crossed her arms over her chest in a defensive gesture.
To Le Yao Yao's actions, Leng Junyu merely raised an eyebrow, his cold eyes narrowing with amusement.
He was simply looking at "her," did "she" really need to guard against him like that!?
"Not asleep yet?"
Leng Junyu arched an eyebrow and glanced at Le Yao Yao before speaking.
"Uh, I was already asleep, but when the prince arrived, I woke up," Le Yao Yao replied. After feeling embarrassed for a moment, she quickly adopted a demeanor of utmost respect.
However, those inquisitive yet cautious Beautiful Eyes occasionally glanced at the man before her, fearful that he might transform into a wolf at any moment.
After all, tonight was a full moon night!
At Le Yao Yao's wary glances, Leng Junyu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
Then, after hearing her words, he continued, "Oh, so you're blaming me for waking you up!?"
"Uh, I wouldn't dare," Le Yao Yao quickly denied, feeling a chill run down her spine at Leng Junyu's words.
After all, he was a living hell king; who would dare to blame him? She wasn't looking to lose her head.
Although he did say today that he would claim her...
Uh, thinking about what happened during the day, Le Yao Yao's cheeks suddenly flushed a deep red.
Her gaze towards Leng Junyu was now filled with a hint of playful annoyance and shyness.
After all, upon realizing the man's feelings for her, Le Yao Yao truly didn't know how to face him!
So, the heart was lying, while the person felt tense.
Perhaps sensing something unusual on Le Yao Yao's face, along with the slight pout that appeared there, the man seemed to notice something.
Cold Eyes flickered for a moment, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly, clearly in a good mood.
After all, his understanding of shyness indicated that he cared about what happened today, which was a good thing, wasn't it!?
With this thought in mind, Leng Junyu took a step forward, closing the distance between himself and Le Yao Yao.
As he suddenly moved closer, the faint scent of Ambergris quickly filled her nostrils, so… pleasant.
However, Le Yao Yao felt a jolt of surprise and instinctively took a step back.
Yet, the warmth on her face only intensified…
Even without looking in a mirror, she knew her face must be as red as a cooked shrimp, and her ears were burning hot.
Oh my, what was wrong with her today?! Why did she feel so…
Shy in front of this man!?
Fearing that he might notice her bashful expression, Le Yao Yao felt embarrassed and immediately lowered her Little Face to avoid letting him see her flushed cheeks.
Unexpectedly, her actions elicited a low chuckle from the man.
"Ha ha, are you feeling shy?!"
His voice was deep and resonant, carrying a hint of sensuality mixed with a touch of seduction. In the stillness of the night, it was like a fine aged wine; when first uncorked, its rich aroma surged forth, intoxicating and alluring, making one feel tipsy even without a sip.
"Uh..."
Caught off guard by his perceptive gaze, Le Yao Yao felt an overwhelming urge to dig a hole and hide in it.
Since he knew she was shy, why would he say it out loud? Was he intentionally trying to embarrass her!?
With that thought in mind, Le Yao Yao lifted her head in annoyance and shot him a fierce glare.
However, she was completely unaware that her mildly angry look held a different meaning in someone else's eyes...
"Little One, are you trying to tempt me?"
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