Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 598 Ruthless, No Love, No Favor

Stepping across the green screen with bare feet, a cold voice came from the inner room, and the sound was inexplicably frightening:
"Prepare hot water!"

"New clothes!"

"Wear big makeup!"

The maids looked at each other in blank dismay: What on earth is the princess going to do this evening?
But no one dared to say no.

Everyone knows that the Crown Princess and His Royal Highness are in a deadlock, and there are faint rumors that His Royal Highness is going to abolish the position of Crown Princess...

Although they were all a bit puzzled and didn't know whether the news was true or not, they all vaguely sensed something was wrong from the change of the princess—it's hard to say whether the position will be abandoned or not, but the loss of favor must be true the...

Zhao Xi sank slightly, half lying in the bathtub, letting the hot water cover his neck, and his cold limbs warmed up inch by inch.

She took a handful of water, tilted her fingertips slightly, and watched the water drops fall like jade.

The water is filled with calming dew, and in the mist, the vacant part of my heart slowly disappears until it becomes a blurred mass, with neither sadness nor pain, just like it rained all night , The flowers of a tree were blown off, and new green shoots grew again.

The flowers bloom and fall, and the seasons change.

Everything is so natural, there is nothing to be reluctant to part with.

The surroundings were quiet, she closed her eyes and slept in the bathtub for a while, until the water temperature gradually cooled, she called out in a deep voice, "Change."

She didn't like to have people around when she was taking a bath, so the maids waited outside the door holding clothes, shoes and socks, waiting for her to finish washing before entering one by one to help her change.

But today it seemed to be a little dull, and there was no movement after calling twice in a row.

Zhao Xi slightly pulled the cotton towel, stepped out of the bathtub with one foot, but suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and before he could cry out in surprise, he was pressed against the wall.

The familiar aroma, the familiar breath, even the fingers resting on her collarbone, the fingertips slightly pressing on her bare skin, brought so familiar touch.

He just took a shower, and the water droplets on his body have not been wiped off, and his wet hair sticks to his neck in strands.

Drops of water slid down the ends of her hair, then meandered down her arms, falling drop by drop from her fingertips, smudged a deep and shallow shadow on the carpet.

With no clothes on, being pushed against the wall by someone, no matter how cold the relationship is, ambiguity and undercurrents cannot be avoided.

But she didn't have any leisure time to be lingering with him.

She leaned against the wall with her arms hanging down, and faced his gaze calmly: "It's not enough for His Highness to learn how to open the window, but also learn to peek at others taking a bath?"

After bathing, the skin is pink, with faint traces of water, bringing a layer of soft light.

What's more, she just stood there like this, without any intention of hiding and dodging, the man's line of sight moved down an inch naturally.

The Adam's apple moved slightly, and the eyes instantly turned dark.

Zhao Xiwei followed his gaze and subconsciously glanced at himself.

Suddenly sneered: "Your Highness doesn't want me to sleep in?" The corners of his lips curled up, full of sarcasm: "I am a nameless and useless concubine, but I can make His Highness miss you so much. I should say that I have good means. Well, should I say His Highness is passionate—”

The word "what" was still in his throat, suddenly his lips pressed heavily, and all the remaining words were blocked back.

He pressed his thumb on her lips, pressed lightly with his fingertips, and then stroked her subconsciously.

Zhao Xiwei looked at him indifferently.

He put one-third of the Eastern Palace's troops in her small courtyard. In other words, let alone her body now, even if she wanted her life, she couldn't resist half a finger.

A futile struggle She didn't want to waste her energy.

But he didn't seem to be as eager as she thought. He pressed his fingertips on her lips for a long while, and didn't make any further moves.

With wet hair on his head, Zhao Xi looked at him for a while, until there was a burst of coldness on his body, and he shivered from the cold.

She struggled a bit at the waist, but she didn't break free from his confinement, instead, she was pressed up by his knees.

"You—" Anger surged, and she lowered her face: "Li Xuanye, you—"

He didn't say a word of the angry reprimand, he couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her lips.

There is no tenderness and sweetness of the past, nor the familiar scorching heat, only the forbearable anger and restrained desire.

Zhao Xiwei was holding the cotton towel in his hand, and his back was pressed against the wall so hard that his skin hurt slightly.On the lips, he crushed and sucked repeatedly, without any chance to breathe, and there was no room for resistance.

The vomiting during the day had exhausted her strength, and there was still sour gas in her unfed stomach.

Feeling dizzy, my throat suddenly felt hot.

He bit his teeth hard, and the bloody smell spread from the corners of his lips, and the blood beads seeped into the tip of his tongue, spreading rapidly.

The kissing stopped suddenly.

Li Xuanye lifted his chin slightly, the corners of his lips were blood red, gorgeous and eye-catching.

Zhao Xi glanced slightly, and didn't bother to ask any more questions. He just managed to get out of his arms, and then he raised his arms to wipe off the water droplets on his body.

However, his hand suddenly loosened, and the cotton towel was taken away by him.

She frowned, and before she could speak, a soft and dry cotton towel was covered. He grabbed her wrist and silently wiped the water drops off her body.

The movements were delicate and brisk, from the neck to the shoulders, from the chest to the back, to the waist and abdomen, all the way down, he bent his knees and squatted slightly, wiped her legs, and finally the toes.

The ankle is as white and tender as jade, and the string of golden bells is tied on it, and the jingling of the bells shatters, inexplicably ecstasy.

The movement of wiping stopped slightly, and he half raised his face, staring at her.

One moment he was ruthless and decisively abandoned her, and the next moment he squatted at her feet, looking at her with this kind of eyes.

Zhao Xiwei felt very boring.

Yes, he is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he has his imperial ambitions, and his passion is only occasionally, so why should she sink her whole life because of his occasional passion?
Moreover, after this incident, she found that she was actually not that passionate...

Since he wants to see it, let him watch it carefully.

Anyway, he had seen her whole body long ago, and if he took another look, there would be no missing pieces of flesh.

He looked up at her for a while, maybe he thought it was boring, so he stood up, and without waiting for her reaction, he picked her up and left the inner room.

What should come is coming.

Zhao Xiwei watched him go around the screen and hangers and go straight to the bed, but there was no anger or sadness in his heart, only peace.And it was so calm that there were no waves.

Abolish her status, deprive her of freedom, but still miss her body.

It's really like treating her like a pet—no, her cat is freer than her.

Just as she was mocking coldly, his back fell into the dry and soft quilt, and his body followed.

The gauze tent shook a few times, and the bed frame creaked softly.

He put his arms behind her ears and stared straight at her.

Zhao Xiwei lay on her back under the quilt, her wet hair stuck to her back, cold and itchy, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, so she arched her back subconsciously.

Just such a movement made his breathing sink.

Zhao Xiwei immediately realized that he had no clothes on, so he bowed and shrank like this, as if he was tempting him.

The thought came together, but quickly calmed down.

There's nothing to be ashamed of, she's a concubine who has abolished her status, ruthless, loveless, and petless, the worst is nothing more than that.

He can think whatever he likes!

(End of this chapter)