Chapter 13: Can You Massage It For Me?
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The faint scent of wine followed the breath of the Princess, reaching Young Master Meng's senses, causing her to feel a little lightheaded even before she had taken a few sips of the wine.
Maybe it was the intoxicating fragrance of the wine, perhaps it was the Princess’ resolute words, or maybe it was touched by the brilliance in her eyes. At that moment, Meng Chang'an felt her heart burning more intensely, wanting only to fulfill her wish as much as she could.
Worried that the tipsy Princess might lose her balance and fall, Meng Chang'an reacted almost instinctively. When Meng Chang'an came to her senses, she had already used her other empty hand to half-embrace the person's waist, pulling the Princess into her own arms.
"Do not worry, I will definitely help you find my brother. By then, your wish will be fulfilled!"
Upon hearing this solemn promise, the Princess' mood instantly became complicated and unspeakable.
She should be happy that Young Master Meng is so concerned about her affairs. Yet, thinking that this person cared so much only because of a misunderstanding between herself and her brother, the Princess couldn't find any amusement in it.
There is no point in talking more. Even if there are thousands of words, they will eventually be turned into a sigh by Li Qiubai, "You silly girl."
Truly a silly girl.
Taking advantage of the situation, she nuzzled against Young Master Meng's neck. After taking a deep breath, the Princess calmed down the complicated emotions in her heart, straightened up, and returned to her original position as if nothing had happened.
If it wasn't for Young Master Meng's incomprehension and misunderstanding of her meaning just now, she would have almost pressed her lips against those thin lips. She would have almost taken advantage of her drunkenness to gain courage and confess her heart to this silly girl.
Now, her drunkenness has been blown away by the wind, and she has calmed down a lot.
In the end, the light that penetrated her heart as a child was still an elusive existence.
Contemplating this, Li Qiubai felt a sense of sadness. So, she simply grabbed the jar of wine still in Meng Chang'an's hand, and hastily drank a few mouthfuls, feeling somewhat refreshed.
Meng Chang'an couldn't stop her and, reluctantly, had to let her do as she pleased.
With nothing else to do, Meng Chang'an took the opportunity while swaying on the swing to survey the surrounding scenery.
Unexpectedly, within this deep palace, looking at the desolate peach forest and seeing the once lofty Princess drowning her sorrows in wine, presented a peculiar charm.
Two jars of peach blossom wine ended up entirely in the Princess' belly.
Whether it's intoxicating or not, everyone gets drunk. After downing a whole jar of wine in one go, the Princess, burdened by a heavy heart, had begun to feel dizzy and disoriented.
In this way, Meng Chang'an, quietly observing the movements of the person beside her, extended her hand as the staggering Princess let go of the empty jar, caught her, and steadied the almost faltering Princess.
"Alright, alright, you have finished all the wine, but there is no more for you. It is better to go back and rest now."
Meng Chang'an thought she might have recalled some heavy past events and, coupled with drinking too much, it had stirred up the pain and grievances in her heart, leading to this loss of composure.
After all, last night was the Princess’ big day, yet her true husband remained unknown. Regardless of the circumstances, this was an extremely grievous matter for any woman.
Thinking this way, revisiting this place today, feeling saddened and recalling last night's distress, resorting to drowning sorrows in alcohol seemed logical.
Thinking about her missing brother, Meng Chang'an felt even more guilty, believing it was due to her brother that this person was so sad.
Unable to help the weak and drunken person, Meng Chang'an simply bent down and took the initiative to lift the person horizontally.
"Let me take you back to your room to rest."
Perhaps due to the guilt and remorse in her heart, even the action of carrying the person seemed gentler than usual for Young Master Meng.
"Chang'an..."
The drunken Princess, with blurred vision, still reached out and embraced the Young Master's neck, nuzzled against it, and mumbled, "You silly girl..."
Meng Chang'an couldn't hear that faint voice clearly and was about to ask when Yuechu, who had been standing not far away, approached.
"Prince Consort, the house has been tidied up."
Yuechu quietly glanced at the Princess and noticed that she had buried her entire face in Young Master Meng's neck, even pressing her nose and lips tightly against the person's neck.
Seeing her mistress in this state, almost wanting to merge into the person's body, Yuechu felt a strange excitement. She quickly urged, “Prince Consort, please take Her Highness inside quickly to rest. It is better to avoid her catching a cold after being drunk!"
Such words left Meng Chang'an with nothing to object. Without much thought, she let Yuechu lead the way, carrying the Princess closely behind and followed her all the way back to the Princess' residence within the Peach Blossom Garden.
Even though the Princess rarely stayed in the Yong'an Palace nowadays, the Empress Dowager still ordered it to be cleaned meticulously every day. Thus, despite the long absence of occupants, the sleeping quarters remained spotless.
By the time they arrived, the Princess, comfortably resting in Young Master Meng's arms, had already drifted into a drowsy state.
Upon entering the room, Meng Chang'an spotted the location of the bed at a glance. After briefly surveying the room's furnishings, feeling no need for Yuechu to lead further, she naturally walked toward the bed with the Princess still in her embrace."
"Yuechu, Her Highness was digging in the mud too vigorously earlier and got quite dirty. There are a lot of soil on her body. You should help her change clothes first. I will stand guard outside."
Seeing that the clueless Young Master Meng was about to leave the person on the bed unattended, Yuechu had a quick idea. She hurriedly caught up and, just as Young Master Meng was about to reach the bed, slyly extended a foot, blocking the path.
Meng Chang'an, whose view was obstructed by the beauty in her arms, failed to notice the obstacle in front of her.
Tripped by Yuechu's move, Young Master Meng, who hadn't stumbled in a long while, unexpectedly fell directly onto the bed, taking the person in her arms along.
Before she realized what happened, the Princess, now trapped beneath Meng Chang'an, grunted in pain. The alcohol-induced haze dissipated a bit, and she squinted, enduring the pain as she opened her eyes.
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At that moment, Meng Chang'an's right hand happened to be in front of the Princess' left chest before she had a chance to withdraw it. For a moment, the two of them could only stare at each other face to face.
Feeling embarrassed, Meng Chang'an quickly moved her hand aside. However, as the Princess' hands were still tightly wrapped around her neck when she shifted and lost the support of her arm, Meng Chang'an failed to get up and once again fell onto the Princess.
Before Meng Chang'an could figure out how to apologize, Yuechu, standing nearby, jumped in with wide-open eyes and said nonsense.
"Oh, Prince Consort, do not be so impatient! Even if you could not resist your lustful desires and wanted to do something indecent, you should wait for a time when no one is around!"
Yuechu's words made Meng Chang'an even more embarrassed.
"No no...that is not the case!"
Afraid of being misunderstood by the Princess again, Meng Chang'an, who was half lying on the Princess, quickly raised her head and explained: "I really did not mean it!"
How could the Princess not understand Meng Chang'an's character? If she truly intended such actions, the Princess would probably laugh herself awake from her dreams.
It was rare to see the Young Master in such a panic, and the Princess suddenly felt that the pain just now didn't matter much.
But even so, she still made a painful gesture and muttered: "It hurts."
This sound of pain made Meng Chang’an feel guilty. Only then did she regain some of her consciousness and know that she should break away from the Princess’ hands before she could stand up. After she stood up, she did not forget to help the person next to her.
"Where does it hurt? Let me massage it for you and see if it helps!"
Once Yuechu finished her mischievous laughter, she ran away, leaving Meng Chang'an to bear the blame for the fall. She took full responsibility for the tumble she accidentally caused.
"Here..."
Her delicate hands landed on the left side of the Princess’ chest, precisely where Young Master Meng's hand had accidentally held earlier.
Meng Chang'an suddenly had a foreboding feeling of unease.
Was there still time to take back the words just spoken?
But before Meng Chang'an could even think of a way to backtrack, the Princess, using her fingertips, lightly tapped her own chest through her clothes and raised an eyebrow at Young Master Meng.
"Can you massage it for me?"
Although the Princess' attire was neat and there was nothing inappropriate about her actions, it still sparked a tinge of color in Young Master Meng's mind.
Heat instantly rushed to Young Master Meng's face.
"This... is not good..."
Meng Chang'an quickly turned her head away, no longer daring to meet the Princess’ gaze. "Why do you not do it yourself?"
"How should I do it?"
Li Qiubai directly put her arms around Meng Chang'an's neck, leaned lazily into her arms, and breathed softly into her ear, "I do not know how to do it, why do you not show me how to do it first, Chang'an?"
