The Anarchic Consort

“Master, where are we going?” Based on His Highness’ usual habits, at this time, he’d take a bath.

However, today…

Shadow raised his head and turned to glance within Baili Jia Jue’s embrace and couldn’t help but stare blankly.

That, was that a girl?

Shadow almost suspected that he was seeing things as he fiercely rubbed his eyes.

In other people’s view, His Highness had always been graceful and honorable, like a god. After all, there was also a halo above his head as an imperial heir.

However, only Shadow knew, how ice-cold and difficult to approach Master was when no one was around.

Especially when he disguised himself as a different identity in order to enter White Academy, he seemed polite as he wandered among people’s gazes, but in reality, no one had ever entered his world.

His innate apathy, this was the real Highness.

There was a year when he was receiving foreign guests. A neighboring country’s princess also got drunk, and took advantage of her tipsiness to insist that His Highness personally supported her.

That princess was indeed a bit rude and unreasonable, didn’t listen to anybody’s advice, and even seized the opportunity to wrap herself around His Highness’ arm.

On the second day, His Highness set up a scheme to have that princess married off to the most distant and barren place.

The reason was that His Highness couldn’t stand his favorite clothes catching the smell of alcohol, because of that princess.

At the time, Retired Emperor was so angry, he almost had people hold His Highness down and fiercely give him a beating. But no one knew of his scheme, besides His Highness’ closest servants and the Retired Emperor, who saw through it. In the end, Retired Emperor, as we’ve seen, couldn’t bear to punish His Highness, and had His Highness dragged to his side to hear a lecture full of meaningful and heartfelt words.

His Highness listened to it from beginning to end, then finally curved his lips upwards. “A girl who rubbed herself back and forth on me, how would Imperial Grandfather have me be polite to her? Heh, that I haven’t taken her life, could be considered good already.”

However, today, His Highness unexpectedly took the initiative to carry a woman.

Shadow hardly dared to believe it.

When Baili Jia Jue was trying to go through the door while carrying Wei Wei horizontally, his fingers moved to the side, like he was afraid to bruise the woman in his embrace.

When Shadow wanted to step forward and help him support Wei Wei’s slanted body, Baili Jia Jue eyes coldly swept his gaze through him. As if the gaze slashed at him, he then withdrew his hand and respectfully stood to the side.

Baili Jia Jue retraced his gaze, his voice level. “Withdraw.”

Shadow originally wanted to stay by his side to help him. After all, His Highness had never attended to other people before. However, when he saw Baili Jia Jue rotate the palm of his hand around Wei Wei’s head and supported her whole body in a careful and gentle manner, Shadow silently retreated away.

“I say, Ah Jue, why did you leave after only drinking half way.” The matchless wickedly smiling Nangong Lie came from a distance, saw the person in his embrace, and raised the corner of his eyebrows. “Oh? This girl’s face looks pretty good this way.”

After saying that, Nangong Lie was going to use his hand to push aside the fringes of Wei Wei’s hair, so that he could take a serious, clear look at her.

Yet he didn’t think he’d hear a ‘bang’!

The wood doors before him suddenly closed, before Nangong Lie could react, he’s already choked by a mouthful of dust.

“F*ck! Ah Jue, this daddy’s face’s destroyed!”

However, Nangong Lie was at a loss. Why wouldn’t he let him go in together. It’s obvious that Ah Jue totally didn’t know how to take care of somebody!

Also, where’s Shadow?

Nangong Lie looked left and right, and was going to leave, when the door in front of him opened again. Baili Jia Jue stood before him, that handsome and aloof face. “Go get a basin of hot water.”

“?” Nangong Lie’s face was a question mark.

After thinking about it a bit more, Baili Jia Jue added. “Also a towel.”

“Do I look a lot like your imperial guard! ! !” Nangong Lie roared!

Baili Jia Jue calmly cracked his own wrists. “Are you going, or not?”

“I’m going!” Nangong Lie swallowed his saliva, and moved his gaze away, murmuring as he’s walking away. “That’s why I say that what I hate the most are guys who uses their martial qi to threaten people all day long!”

However, frankly speaking, Nangong Lie also hadn’t done anything like drawing water before, so he just found a wood basin and sent three shadows to do the job.

At last, a basin of hot water was provided and he was very proud of himself as he knocked on the door. “Look, this daddy brought hot water….”

Bang!

Again, the sound of doors was heard.

Nangong Lie was turning to keep himself away from the dust while stabilizing the water basin, when he discovered that his hands were already empty, only his miserable face remained…

Inside Wei Wei’s private bedroom, the wood bed was very big. Her long black hair was spread out on the burgundy wood, producing an indescribably alluring quality.

Baili Jia Jue glanced at her, then sat down at the edge of the bed, as he extended his hand and wrung the white towel of water. His shoulders and the muscles on the back of his body extended in a curve full of strength and vigor. He leaned to one side and helped wipe Wei Wei’s face as his eyebrows creased, as if he wasn’t used to doing these things.

Almost like she felt someone was by her side, Wei Wei turned her body over, and her cheek accidentally ran into Baili Jia Jue’s arm. Feeling that trace of coolness, she couldn’t help but rub against it.

Her very long eyelashes shaded that pair of always smiling eyes. Mildly colored thin lips slightly pursed, and her long hair scattered all around, made her whole face appear more gentle than words can say.

On her face was a droplet of water sliding down along the contours of her cheek until it’s finally concealed beneath her pure white long robe.

Drawn into a reverie.

Baili Jia Jue felt as if he was seized by something, somewhat tickled, an unfamiliar…dry mouth.

His gaze fell on her mildly colored soft mouth, the light in his eyes submerged as his slender fingers followed along Wei Wei’s cheek, and gently pressed down.

The sensation was exactly as he remembered it. The heat from his fingertips directly spread to his chest, as if something was expanding fiercely.

Baili Jia Jue’s eyes submerged even deeper, this made him look not just a little more dangerous than usual.

Inside the quiet room, he could hear Wei Wei’s shallow breathing.

Following that, even her breathing could no longer be heard.

Because Baili Jia Jue moved over, his dark pair of eyes along with his thin lips touched that moistness, his spirit drifting unfathomably, in a fantasy.

“Oh…” Wei Wei’s long, shapely eyebrows puckered lightly.

Yet Baili Jia Jue directly extended the tip of his tongue, and gently drew an outline along those beautiful lips.

The soft, slippery sensation made him almost forget himself as he continued to linger for a period of time. He understood when to stop reasonably. With a smile that’s not a smile, he stood up and looked at her wrinkled clothes.

He reached out to quickly pull down Wei Wei’s jacket which carried the smell of alcohol as his eyes swept over her fair collarbone once.

Compared to that day in Spirit Forest, he’s looking at her even more closely, more clearly, her soft skin as smooth and cool as jade, china white without any blemish, as if a red mark would form if he lightly pressed on it.

Baili Jia Jue’s eyes followed from her neckline downward, his slender fingers leisurely untied the strip of cloth at her waist, and without any trace of restraint, he tore open that irksome long robe.

Beneath the disheveled pure white clothes, besides her supple, black as ink hair, the skin on Wei Wei’s entire body seemed to the suffused with a layer of soft light, delicately beautiful collarbone, slender and perfectly straight legs, nothing was held back from emerging before Baili Jia Jue’s eyes…