“…Don’t think I would have just stayed quiet like this.”
When his lips touched her neck to speak, the vibration was felt first.
“Even if I had known the bat was just a bat, I couldn’t afford to be late with my hands. It felt like it could turn into a demon at any moment. When I returned to you at dawn, I was in a very sensitive and unstable state. There was the uncertainty of whether spells or magic wouldn’t respond, even if you were gone. That anxiety didn’t disappear.”
“There are many people protecting me in the palace.”
“In such a situation, I would have continued to check. I couldn’t have stopped.”
Slightly, the lips moved.
Leskel’s two hands covered her own hands. When La Celia interlocked her fingers, he spread his hands and entwined all her fingers.
“I’m already in a state where I’ve lost my mind with your permission to practice.”
“That,”
“I don’t know how far I can go. I don’t know how much is enough.”
“…….”
It wasn’t like her mouth was blocked, but for some reason, it was difficult to bring out words.
“I would have kept checking until you said it wasn’t allowed.”
Slightly.
Leskel’s lips continued to descend along her skin.
La Celia also couldn’t figure out when she should say it wasn’t allowed.
Instead, she moved her fingers.
As Leskel brushed his fingers over her interlocked fingers, he shivered.
“So, did you think I would get angry if I said it wasn’t allowed?”
“No.”
The lingering vibration on the skin felt very strange. La Celia had never experienced such a sensation before.
“I thought I might get angry if I didn’t hear your saying it wasn’t allowed.”
It sounded amusing, so La Celia briefly laughed.
“You could have said it before.”
“I said. I couldn’t have done that.”
Leskel released one hand.
Without taking his eyes off, he, with the freed hand, swept aside the disheveled hair.
As the hair fell, and the face was fully exposed, he brought his lips as if to kiss.
But it hadn’t turned into a kiss yet.
While Leskel pressed his lips against hers, he whispered.
“It’s still the same. Even now, I feel like you might get angry at me. After I kiss you.”
Was a breath on the lips so complicated? At first, it was warm and ticklish. But that wasn’t all, and it gradually made the whole body ticklish.
Feeling thirsty, La Celia wet her lips with her tongue.
“I’ve kissed you before.”
“Now it’s different.”
“Why…?”
“Because… of this.”
“It wasn’t because of the word ‘practice.'”
The word ‘practice’ wasn’t the crucial point.
The issue was, what was the practice for?
“It won’t end with just a kiss. And that’s not allowed either.”
Still without the kiss happening, Leskel wet his hair, exposing the nape of her neck. It was the flesh that my lips had slipped over a little while ago.
Slowly moving, following the traces drawn by his lips, Leskel brought one hand to the back of La Celia’s neck when the eye contact paused.
His hand slowly brushed the skin of her nape.
“Tell me what to do next. Now, what should I practice?”
“Well… I mentioned that I don’t know either.”
“I don’t know either.”
Somehow, those words seemed contradictory.
“But your Majesty… you thought I couldn’t stop and would get angry. So, don’t you know what comes next?”
“I don’t know. What I know is,”
The words paused for a moment.
It was because Leskel licked his lips.
“I want to unbutton this dress.”
“…….”
If the buttons were undone, the dress would come off.
“Is that also included in what you call practice?”
So, the answer was difficult.
La Celia gradually averted her eyes from Leskel’s increasingly sophisticated face.
She needed time to think. Perhaps she didn’t even know if she needed time to catch her breath.
“……Yes. It seems that’s included too.”
For a moment, it felt like flames were flickering in the golden eyes.
“Then,”
“So, not now.”
La Celia took Leskel’s hand. Leskel seemed to be not breathing at all but willingly gave her his hand.
“Why not now?”
“Right now,”
“Peek!”
Timely, Pippi’s voice rang out.
La Celia quickly turned her head to find Pippi.
At some point, the two had forgotten about Pippi’s presence. More precisely, it was from the moment Leskel claimed that he couldn’t stop, and La Celia was laid on the sofa.
“Peep!”
Pippi crawled out from under the sofa with puffed-up cheeks.
“Peep, peep.”
It was a sulky tone, questioning how they could completely forget about its existence. Thanks to them, it claimed to have seen something it didn’t want to see.
La Celia felt embarrassed just like Leskel.
“You should have let us know you were there a little earlier. I thought you had already left.”
When La Celia said that, Pippi whined as if expressing its temper.
“Peep! Satchat!”
Leskel asked if it was going to do something more. It said that when La Celia got angry, it always came out and thought it might come out now.
“Okay, I got it.”
“Peep! Eet!”
As Pippi kept grumbling, Leskel quickly grabbed its tail and pushed it aside.
“Why not now?”
“Your Majesty, Pippi could get hurt. Pippi, are you okay?”
Leskel interrupted Pippi’s response.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
