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Just by gently stroking the side of Young Master Meng's thigh and carefully wiping away that damp mark, the Princess already saw Young Master Meng's dazed and tender expression.

Who wouldn't want to see their beloved turn into a pool of spring water under their touch?

But at this moment, the continuous spring water couldn't be wiped dry no matter what.

The Princess could only go against the current, following the direction of the flow, seeking the source of the spring water.

If she didn't want Young Master Meng to suffer from this overwhelming flow, the Princess had to start from the source.

Managing the water wasn't easy, and doing this for the first time on another person, the Princess was somewhat inexperienced and could only fumble in her own way.

The spring's source was deep and mysterious. Setting foot in such a secret place for the first time, the Princess was already very excited.

But no matter how eager the Princess was, her movements remained the same, slow and gentle.

It was not for any other reason than fear that being too reckless might accidentally hurt Young Master Meng.

As she successfully approached the spring's source, she did not forget to lean down and kiss the corner of Young Master Meng's mouth, softly calling, "Chang'an."

When Young Master Meng turned her head and met the Princess' gaze with her wet eyes, the Princess continued kissing her lips, whispering softly to soothe her, "Do not be nervous."

The Princess tightly clasped Young Master Meng's hand with her free hand, tirelessly kissing the corners of her mouth and her eyes, soothing her in this way.

Thus, Young Master Meng relaxed her tight bite on the Princess' mouth slightly.

When the Princess took Young Master Meng to the height of pleasure, seeing her gradually relaxed eyebrows, and the look of joy unconsciously appearing on her face, the Princess was overjoyed.

The obstructive quilt had long been thrown aside.

When Young Master Meng gradually descended from the peak of the wave and calmed down from the mixed joy of continuous trembling, the Princess still buried her head and worked tirelessly.

A breeze from somewhere brought a slight coolness to Young Master Meng, easing the heat on her body a little.

With red marks scattered all over her body, just a glance made Young Master Meng's face blush.

The Young Master Meng who had regained her strength, hurriedly cupped the Princess' head, trembling as she tried to stop her, "Enough... enough..."

"Is this enough?"

Only then did the Princess reluctantly lift her head and half-kneel back on Young Master Meng's legs, looking down for a moment.

The faint traces of blood on the Princess' fingertips had long been washed away by the warm spring water.

But the unstoppable flow of the spring made it hard for the Princess to let go.

Li Qiubai reached out her hand again, twisting her fingertips. Seeing Young Master Meng trembling uncontrollably, she continued.

"Why do I feel like it is not quite enough yet?"　　　　

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　"Hiss..."

This woman must be doing it on purpose!

Young Master Meng could not help but tremble, losing strength and falling back onto the bed.

Her eyes involuntarily filled with mist, but looking at the Princess' disheveled appearance, half-propped up with her clothes half undone, she could not help but swallow.

Young Master Meng also desired.

From her angle, the view inside the Princess' clothes was completely visible.

The faint damp mark had already soaked through the Princess' nightclothes, seeping through the thin fabric onto Young Master Meng's leg.

Realizing whose mark it was, Young Master Meng laughed out loud.

It was Indeed true that "playing with fire will get you burned".

So it turned out that when the Princess had just lightly rubbed against her leg, it was not an unintentional act but a deliberate one.

Seeing the Princess once again enjoying herself, Young Master Meng could only let her be, but she did not forget to divert her attention to the Princess' expressions and movements while in pleasure, waiting for the right moment.

After experiencing the pleasure of being sent to the heights again and sweating all over, Young Master Meng felt both physically and mentally happy and comfortable.

However, at this moment, the dampness on her leg that did not belong to her had become even more intense.

Looking at the Princess' half-exposed fragrant shoulder, her eyes slightly closed, and her flushed face, Young Master Meng could hardly hold back any longer.

Before the Princess could recover and continue, Young Master Meng deliberately bent one leg.

Caught off guard, the Princess was forced to slide along Young Master Meng's thigh towards her.

Seeing the Princess' astonished expression, Young Master Meng, who successfully held her in her arms, smiled triumphantly and slightly lifted her own leg.

Just one rub and the Princess could not resist the soft, strange feeling.

"Now, I know which part yearn for me."

This time, Young Master Meng did not give the Princess a chance to take the initiative. She propped herself up on the bed, half-sitting, and directly bit open the Princess' collar.

"Chang'an..."

The murmurs by her ear carried an uncontrollable affection.

The Princess did not stop her, nor did she hold her back, only raising her arm to hold her head.

This time, Young Master Meng finally understood the Princess' intention to reciprocate.

Young Master Meng thought that her mouth and tongue skills were no less skilled than the Princess.

Her hand skills were also exquisite.

Since both had a part in igniting the fire, it made no sense for only one person to suffer from the burning desire.

The Young Master was comfortable, but the Princess' struggle to restrain her emotions was etched in Meng Chang'an's heart, making it unforgettable for her.

This time, Meng Chang'an couldn't bear to see the Princess' self-sufficient demeanor anymore.

The Young Master felt she was too understanding. This time, instead of waiting for the Princess to initiate intimacy, she took responsibility for her actions.

"Tonight, since I'm here, you don't need to do it yourself," Meng Chang'an said, her words muffled as her mouth was occupied.

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Despite the unclear words, the Princess still discerned Meng Chang'an's desire upon hearing them.

The Princess tilted her head back, allowing Meng Chang'an to lightly suckle and take, while she struggled to suppress the panting sounds from her mouth.

Although it was just a first taste of love, it already leaves one endlessly reminiscing.

The fusion of water and fire, the taste of the double heaven of fire and ice, is truly wonderful.

It makes one unable to stop talking about it, and even more, unwilling to let go.

The two were evenly matched, and in just half a night, they had already exchanged several blows.

The spring night is short and it is far more enjoyable to do things together than to do them alone.

Sometimes, having fun can really make people feel much better.

When playing with the Princess, Young Master Meng no longer felt the melancholy she had when she drank to drown her sorrows at the Drunken Immortal Inn.

After another intense and exhilarating confrontation, at the moment of temporary ceasefire, the two, completely naked, tightly embraced each other, easing the lingering tension in their bodies.

In the dead of night, when one should be fast asleep, neither of them felt the least bit sleepy.

Meng Chang'an rested her head on the Princess's shoulder, both lying on the messy quilt adorned with patches of red marks.

Taking advantage of the tenderness, before the Princess could regain her strength, Young Master Meng gently stroked the hair falling on the Princess' other shoulder.

When the Princess' breathing had calmed down a bit, no longer as rapid as at the beginning, Young Master Meng mischievously used the end of the Princess' hair to lightly brush against her chin.

When the Princess could no longer stand the tickling and raised her hand to grasp Young Master Meng's fingertips, giving her a reproachful look, Young Master Meng finally giggled and leaned in to kiss the Princess' lips.

A kiss without desire, after such intimacy, seemed especially rare.

“Your Highness."

The slightly drawn-out tone made the Princess' heart tremble.

Before she could regain her composure, Young Master Meng snuggled against her and called again, "Your Highness."

With that call and that snuggle, the Princess felt her heart melt.

Unable to resist, the Princess hugged Young Master Meng tighter and softly responded.

"Mm?"

With that, Young Master Meng turned over and lay on the Princess, gently touching her cheek. She continued, "Why do you not ask why I came to find you tonight?"

The Princess seized the hand Young Master Meng was using to tease her face, brought it to her lips, and gently kissed it. Gazing at the smile on Young Master Meng's lips that she could not hide, she responded with a faint smile.

"If you want to say it, you will say it on your own. Why should I need to ask you?"

Such an understanding Princess made Young Master Meng even more reluctant to leave her.

She did not pull back her hand, letting the Princess hold it in her palm.

"Actually, I..."

After hesitating for a moment, Young Master Meng continued nervously, "Actually, I originally intended to say goodbye to you..."

Young Master Meng had been sleeping soundly on the soft couch for a long time. She did not know that while she was asleep, the owner of Drunken Immortal Inn and Li Shuyao had successively brought messages to the Princess.

Even though Young Master Meng hadn't spoken first, the Princess, who had previously opened the letters herself while Young Master Meng was sleeping, could guess her intentions.

The Princess ignored the phrase "originally intended" from Young Master Meng's words and asked in feigned surprise, “Goodbye?"

Thus, Young Master Meng evaded the important point and said, "Well, I happened to meet some people from my sect at the inn and inadvertently agreed to leave the capital with them."

Young Master Meng was careful even in her explanation, fearing that the Princess might be unhappy.

Unexpectedly, there was no anger on the Princess’ face as Young Master Meng had imagined. She simply raised her hand to pat her head gently and asked in a soft voice, "Is your luggage ready?"

"Luggage?" 

Young Master Meng was taken aback. She had clearly explained that it was the original plan, yet the Princess’ reaction seemed as if she couldn't wait for her to leave, leaving Young Master Meng unsure of how to proceed.

Young Master Meng's previous guilt and unease vanished in an instant. She leaned in and bit the Princess’ lip lightly, asking with a hint of grievance, "Do you not want to keep me?”

"Silly girl." 

The Princess’ smile remained gentle as she held Young Master Meng's head, leaning in to kiss her cheek tenderly, reassuring, "Of course, I want you by my side. But are you willing?"

Young Master Meng frowned and hesitated, "I..."

Seeing the Princess, Young Master Meng couldn't bear to leave anymore. After this incident, the Young Master who now completely possessed the Princess' body was more than willing to stay by her side.

But now, besides secretly hiding in the Princess' room, could she openly stand by the Princess' side?

Young Master Meng suddenly felt hesitant.

"Shh, don't rush to answer just yet."

The Princess pecked Young Master Meng's lips again, stopping her before she could continue, and smiled gently, "I do not want you to reluctantly stay by my side, only to grow tired of me because of it."

Originally, on the soft couch, the Princess had given Young Master Meng the chance to leave, but once again, she had willingly returned. How could the Princess endure this?

For the Princess, as long as she knew Young Master Meng harbored feelings for her, she was already content.

If love between two people lasts long, why need they stay together night and day?

Now being able to have such close contact with the one she loves in her heart is something the Princess never dared to imagine. How could she dare to expect that Young Master Meng, who she values so dearly now, would be willing to accompany her at all times?

Even if she is overjoyed that Young Master Meng took the initiative to offer herself, she would not lose her rationality due to this momentary pleasure.

The Princess is not as virtuous as Liu Xiaohui, unable to remain unaffected. Even though she has been enchanted by beauty, she will not forget the place she occupies in Young Master Meng's heart.

She understands that for Young Master Meng, there is affection towards her, but if she expects Young Master Meng to sacrifice freedom for her, she feels that she is currently not worthy enough.

Young Master Meng's pride always makes her feel both love and hate.

No matter what, she also knows that she can't compare with the pride in Young Master Meng's heart. Li Qiubai has this self-awareness.

After all, Young Master Meng's temperament is still unsettled now. If she forces her to stay by her side just for temporary pleasure, it might be acceptable for a day or two, but if this continues, Young Master Meng will inevitably get tired of it.

The Princess is not in a rush for the moment, naturally, she will not insist that Young Master Meng stay in a place she does not like just for her sake.

After all, from beginning to end, what she wants is not just momentary pleasure.

But something that remains steadfast until death.

Thinking of this, the Princess could not help but kiss Young Master Meng's lips again.

"Besides, you are free. You should not be trapped by my side. Wherever you want to go, go there. I do not need you to change your mind because of me, to compromise yourself."

The Princess knows Young Master Meng does not like the imperial city. Similarly, she is also unwilling to see Young Master Meng implicated again in the court's intrigue.

Now, after exchanging Young Master Meng for He Changping, it is her twin brother who stands at the forefront of the storm. The Princess never worries that He Changping cannot handle it, but only regrets that Young Master Meng might suffer the slightest harm. In this light, letting Young Master Meng leave the capital first is indeed the best choice.

After all, only in this way can Young Master Meng avoid further implications.

But at this moment, Young Master Meng doesn't know what the Princess is thinking.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Meng's gaze became quite complex.

She slightly curved her fingers, gently hooking the Princess’ fingertips before Young Master Meng quietly asked.

"Then, are you not afraid that I will leave and never return to see you again?"

The Princess' smile remained unchanged as she countered with a question: "Will you?"

With this, Young Master Meng tilted her head slightly, lay back, and rested her head on the Princess' shoulder, letting out a soft sigh.

"What if I will?"

The Young master should have been happy that the Princess was so indulgent and trusting of her. But for some reason, the Princess was too generous and too indulgent, and the Young Master always felt that something was a little strange.

Young Master Meng, who had not yet realized she was already under the control of the Princess, felt a slight pang in her heart.

"If that is the case, then I accept it."

Not giving Young Master Meng a chance to sulk, the Princess quickly flipped over and pressed down, lightly rubbing against Young Master Meng's nose, and softly said, "Could it be that you want me to find a rope to tie you to my side?"

The Princess’ attitude instantly smoothed over the knot in Young Master Meng's heart.

No matter how little Young Master Meng understands court affairs, she can still understand that she and her elder brother cannot stand by the Princess' side at the same time.

Now that the Princess' residence already has a Prince Consort, her role as a fake Prince Consort naturally has to stay hidden in the background.

After all, her appearance is too similar to her elder brother's. If both were dressed as men or women respectively and were placed separately in different locations, at first glance, one could not tell that they were similar. But if they stood together, anyone with eyes would notice some clues.

If she were still in the capital and were discovered by someone with ill intentions, it would inevitably cause trouble for the Princess.

Upon a little further thought, Young Master Meng already understood what kind of presence she would be to the Princess now.

With this thought, she also understood why the Princess had hidden her at Ye Wuyou's place.

"From the current situation, if I really were tied to your side, would it cause trouble for you?"

Young Master Meng hit upon the key point all at once, leaving the Princess momentarily unsure how to respond.

Fortunately, Young Master Meng didn't insist on getting an answer from her before letting it go. After just asking this question, she gently placed her hand on the Princess’ back and asked with lowered eyes, "But what will you do if you miss me again if I am not here?”