Chapter 35: Are You Craving?
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On the next day, when Meng Chang'an woke up, the first thing she saw was the Princess, who was sleeping soundly with her head on her shoulder.
During these days of sharing a bed, today was the only day she woke up earlier than the Princess.
It seemed that the Princess must have been very tired last night.
Seeing the Princess sleeping so peacefully, Young Master Meng didn't want to disturb her. With nothing else to do, she simply tilted her head to watch the Princess sleep.
The cries of the Princess from last night still echoed in her ears.
Originally just a reluctant act to relieve the Princess' discomfort from the effect of the incense, but at the moment the cloud and rain* subsided, both of them were still unsatisfied.
*sexual intercourse
After knowing the taste of the marrow, one wanted more, and the other willing to give, they silently continued to explore each other.
The feeling of soaring into the sky, only those who have experienced it firsthand know how wonderful it is.
Watching the beauty's comfortable and overflowing moans under her fingertips is a kind of taste that only those who have experienced it firsthand know how satisfying it is.
After that, Young Master Meng no longer asked whether the effects had been alleviated. She just followed her body's instinct, followed the Princess’ invitation, and tangled with the Princess until midnight, serving her diligently.
Even if she hadn't entered the deepest part, just lightly stroking and teasing outside the unbroken door, she could send the Princess to the clouds several times, unable to control her emotions.
Although Young Master Meng had never experienced such pleasures before, the elders in the teaching often joked with each other openly. And she, unintentionally, had stumbled upon their affairs many times since childhood.
Although Young Master Meng firmly believed that she didn't like women, it didn't mean she couldn't.
She not only could, but if she wanted to, she could be even better than those two courtesans. After all, the instructional booklet she grabbed during her childhood ritual was still placed on the bookshelf in her room.
In the past, she had also tried to flip through that booklet, trying to understand what kind of existence the elders were so passionate about day and night. But she could never feel any excitement from that booklet. From beginning to end, she just looked at the pictures calmly, feeling that the scenes depicted in the pictures were not very soul-stirring.
She even felt that such a booklet was unbearable to look at.
But now...
Thinking of the Princess's figure from last night, Young Master Meng felt her mouth dry.
Chang'an. Chang'an.
The Princess's calls to her last night by her ear, unexpectedly turned her heart into a pool of spring water.
From inside to outside, from heart to body, all were softened and moistened by the Princess' calls.
Young Master Meng never thought that the scenes depicted in the booklet would one day be used by her.
Thinking of this, Young Master Meng couldn't help but lick her increasingly dry lips.
The enchanting and charming Princess was truly an extraordinary beauty, and Young Master Meng still couldn't forget her until now.
Even, she kept reminiscing...
Meng Chang'an lowered her eyes, trying hard to drive the thoughts out of her mind, and dared to look at the Princess again.
But when her gaze fell on the Princess's swollen lips, she couldn't help but remember how the two of them tangled endlessly last night.
It was as if, that softness, that sweetness, was never enough.
The more she recalled the events of last night, the more absent-minded Young Master Meng became.
Before she knew it, she had inexplicably leaned in close to the Princess’ lips.
The Princess' lips, the Princess’ sweetness, Young Master Meng really wanted to taste it again.
But now that the Princess had already lost the influence of that fragrant incense, if she were to act so frivolously again, how would she be any different from those lascivious scholars?
Thinking of this, Young Master Meng became increasingly regretful, secretly condemning her own impoliteness.
With this thought, Young Master Meng began to withdraw.
But before she could retreat, the Princess’ hand had already climbed up her nape, stopping her retreat.
And the Princess, who had her eyes closed tightly before, had now gently opened her eyes.
"Do you want to kiss me?"
Young Master Meng blushed and hurriedly denied, "I do not!"
At the words, the Princess couldn't help but curl her lips, stroking Young Master Meng's earlobe, and asked, "Then why were you so breathless? And why did you linger in front of my lips for so long?"
Young Master Meng, feeling embarrassed to be caught peeking, had a sudden inspiration and found a suitable lie: "I saw some dirt on your face and wanted to help you wipe it off."
"Is that so?"
The Princess’ smile remained undiminished. With a slight turn, she had already rolled from Young Master Meng's side onto her body.
At this moment, both of them were naked, with just this slight pressure, their bodies were tightly pressed together, intimately close.
Young Master Meng felt her heart fluttering.
Seeing Young Master Meng's gaze starting to wander, trying to avoid her eyes, the Princess couldn't help but laugh, reaching out to touch Young Master Meng's flushed cheek.
"But, I have been waiting for you for so long. You little rascal, even making me wait so long for you to kiss me."
Young Master Meng was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the Princess, meeting her gaze.
With a meaningful tone, the Princess said this sentence, and before Young Master Meng could react, the Princess had already taken the initiative to press her lips against Young Master Meng's similarly swollen lips, giving them a gentle rub.
"If you do not want to kiss, then... let me kiss you."
Unlike the passionate kisses of last night, this morning's light kiss was just a gentle touch without any hint of desire.
Young Master Meng stiffened her body, afraid to move, and only relaxed a little when she saw the Princess continue to lie on top of her and smile after the kiss.
Mm, this was just lips touching...
This... is not really a big deal...
Young Master Meng continued to deceive herself like this, not daring to be presumptuous. She simply pursed her lips, secretly savoring the touch from earlier, then pretended as if nothing had happened, pulling up the quilt to cover the Princess’ exposed fragrant shoulders.
Without giving the Princess a chance to catch a chill, Young Master Meng hugged the Princess’ shoulders, avoiding the topic of the previous light touch of their lips, and softly asked, "Does your body... feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"Yes."
Before Young Master Meng could nervously ask further, the Princess continued with a smile, "It seems, it is very hungry, and crave... um..."
Before the Princess could finish her sentence, Young Master Meng covered her mouth with her hand.
"Do not... do not say that..."
Young Master Meng's heart was suddenly pounding, just this one sentence had already stirred up her mind. She bit her lip, trying to restrain herself from further seeking from the Princess, and said, "What happened last night... was my fault... you should be my sister-in-law, I should not have treated you like this..."
Unexpectedly, before she could finish her hesitant words, the Princess' tongue had already turned in her palm.
Young Master Meng trembled all over, quickly retracting her hand as if shocked.
Only then did the Princess lean closer to her, saying with a half-smile, "I just said I am hungry, what are you overthinking?"
Young Master Meng felt guilty.
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Before she could avoid the Princess’ gaze, she saw her continue to ask, "Or... is it that you are still craving it?"
Young Master Meng, whose thoughts were struck, felt even more guilty.
Goblin*, she's really a goblin.
*妖精 (yāojing) - supernatural beings that can be translated as fairy, elf, goblin, siren, evil spirit, in Chinese folklore they're linked with mischief, coquettishness or lewdness./ Alluring woman
Early in the morning, being teased like this by the Princess, Young Master Meng couldn't bear it.
Plus, the occasional rubbing when the person moved on her body made Young Master Meng feel that she wasn't much better than the Princess from last night.
Forced to do so, Young Master Meng had to steel herself to meet the Princess' gaze, tentatively asking, "If I really am craving it, what would you do?"
With that, the Princess’ eyes regained their smile.
"Then... I will let you eat your fill, how about that?"
Before Young Master Meng could retract her shocked gaze, the Princess had already leaned in to Young Master Meng's ear, saying bluntly, "Last night, I enjoyed it a lot and felt very comfortable. If you feel it is not enough, then we... can try again. After all, what you desire is also what I desire."
With that said, the Princess had already taken the initiative to suck on Young Master Meng's earlobe, gradually kissing towards the corner of her mouth.
With the Princess’ words reaching this point, how could Young Master Meng, who was already aware of matters, not hear the implications in the Princess’ words?
If last night, she could understand it as the Princess being so proactive because of the incense's influence. But today, Young Master Meng wouldn't be foolish enough to delude herself into thinking that the Princess’ behavior was just because of the lingering effects of the incense.
With this thought, Young Master Meng belatedly realized that perhaps since the day of their wedding until now, the words and actions of the Princess might not have been the jokes she thought they were.
Instead... they were relentless teasing.
Thinking of this, Young Master Meng was stunned, allowing the Princess to kiss her mouth corner dumbly for a while.
There were some speculations that Young Master Meng didn't know whether to voice or not.
There were some answers that Young Master Meng didn't know if she could accept.
If the Princess only wanted this momentary pleasure, and if she herself only sought this fleeting excitement, then what?
Unfortunately, before Young Master Meng could sort out her thoughts, the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Your Highness! Something is wrong!"
Upon hearing Yuechu's urgent voice, Young Master Meng quickly pulled up the quilt, wrapping the Princess tightly, leaving only their heads outside.
Interrupted by Yuechu in this way, unable to continue kissing Young Master Meng's lips, the Princess felt that something was indeed wrong.
Fortunately, being embraced by Young Master Meng like this also made her feel somewhat comforted, so her expression didn't look too bad, just slightly displeased as she asked, "What is the matter?"
However at this moment, Yuechu was constantly shifting her gaze between the heads of the two exposed outside the quilt and the pile of clothes on the ground.
Heavens!
Did Her Highness... succeed with Young Master Meng?
With a lingering scent still in the room and the Princess’ and Young Master Meng's disheveled clothes intertwined on the ground, Yuechu who had been eagerly anticipating this moment, couldn't help but feel like she had guessed right this time…
Before Yuechu could even feel happy for the Princess, she already realized the disgraceful thing she had done. Yuechu continued with regret, "Eunuch Qiu Sheng and Commander Shen Chi have arrived, accompanied by the Imperial Guards. They want you and the Prince Consort to go and receive the imperial decree. Judging from their imposing manner, it seems like something is not quite right..."
"Alright, I understand."
The Princess sighed softly, "Let them wait for a while, it will also help to deflate their arrogance."
Understanding the Princess’ intention, Yuechu didn't linger for even a moment longer and promptly exited.
With that, the Princess turned her head back, resuming the gentle caress of Young Master Meng's lips.
"Earlier, did you have something to say to me?"
