The Princess's Notebook

It was late at night. Zhao Feiran was restless and sat on the round stool for a while. He felt something was wrong and stood up and walked towards the bronze mirror. Halfway there, he saw Shiqi Niang sitting there with her hair and makeup loose. He was afraid to get close to her. He took two trembling steps and sat back down.

Seventeenth Lady standing by was not much better.

Previously, she had said half of what she was supposed to say in the dim light and by apologizing. But now, she was a little embarrassed. She couldn't help but think, if she agreed so easily, what if he regretted it in the future? What if he was the same as my father? The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became.

In the silence, there was always a time to take off the makeup and hair. When she turned around, Zhao Feiran had already dressed up, wearing a white middle-length dress, which was loose, and leaning against the side of the couch waiting for her.

Shiqi Niang couldn't move her legs, and after taking a few steps, she walked very hesitantly.

"You freak, are you regretting this?"

Zhao Feiran suddenly dropped the book in his hand and looked at her. His eyes were bright, much brighter than the candlelight beside him. Seeing this, Shiqi Niang immediately felt like a lamb about to fall into the tiger's mouth.

She bit her lip. "Who said that? Who said that I regretted it? I wouldn't do such a tasteless thing."

The young lady's red lips are alluring, and when she bites them with her pearly teeth, they become more watery and shiny. The bright candlelight makes them look even more watery and lustrous.

He suppressed his violent heartbeat and acted as if nothing had happened. "If that's the case, why don't you come over?"

After hearing this, Shiqi Niang's ears turned red, as if she was lying in heat, "I... I have something to say."

"Come, come over and say the same thing." Zhao Feiran patted the bed beside him.

The couch was decorated with intricate carvings and layers of gauze curtains. When he tapped them lightly, the azure curtains danced, shining brightly.

For a moment, Shiqi Niang thought of the embarrassment of the wedding night and his kiss on her head, and her mind was like a paste. "I, I, I will say it here. Let's make it clear and then go over."

Although Zhao Feiran was anxious for a month, he didn't need to wait for a while. He had gotten over the three or two times he had been ignorant and embarrassed. It didn't make sense that he could still escape from this situation.

"You said."

"You said before that I could order everyone in the East Palace around because I was the Crown Princess. Do you remember?"

It was this, “Yes.”

Seeing his straightforward words, Shiqi Niang felt a little sad, "Then, what if I'm not the Crown Princess?"

"Why aren't you the Crown Princess? You are the Crown Princess!" Zhao Feiran was puzzled.

"I," how should I explain the difference, Shiqi Niang thought about her words, "Then tell me, what did you mean by your previous words, that the Crown Princess has multiple consorts, but I only have one?"

"You don't understand?" Zhao Feiran was surprised. Before entering the palace, she said that, and he thought she understood everything. "Wang Shiqi, are you lying to me?" You said you would give me an answer, but in the end it was just confirmation?

"No, you answer me first. I'll tell you when you've made up your mind."

Zhao Feiran said angrily, "If you don't come over, there won't be a single word."

"I'm going, can you please answer me properly?" Shiqi Niang seemed to have lost her mind and asked for confirmation again.

"Come here, I am the prince, my words are golden!"

If you stick your head out, you'll get a knife. If you hide your head, you'll get a knife too. Shiqi Niang rubbed her hands, tried to calm her mind, and walked towards the bed. As she walked, Zhao Feiran's face became clearer. From the first time she saw him in Huili Tower, she thought he was handsome, with a look of contempt all over his body. Now seeing him again, there was a little more tenderness and affection, overflowing from her eyes that were usually high and mighty.

Shiqi Niang sat beside him, glanced at her sideways, then turned away suddenly, as if she couldn't look any longer. In the blink of an eye, her eyes flickered, full of tenderness, making her feel half numb.

"I'm here, you say."

Zhao Feiran was still immersed in that look, "What are you talking about?"

"You really lied to me."

As the young lady scolded him, Zhao Feiran thought, "You are such a heartless thing. You know how I have treated you since we met. Now that you are the Crown Princess, you still ask me these questions. It hurts my heart."

"You! Stop talking nonsense." Shiqi Niang lowered her head, and suddenly someone grabbed her soft hand and stroked it gently.

"You want to hear it, then I will tell you everything today, but only this time, don't be so petty in the future, I'm busy," Zhao Feiran said, his heart beating fast and anxiously, in order to maintain his dignity as a prince, he actually spoke without thinking. However, in this situation, the two of them only listened to each other's heartbeats, and didn't care about anything else.

So, he said, "I personally asked my father to designate you as the Crown Princess. You asked me many times at that time, and I..." He paused, thinking of the ordinary young man she mentioned, and wanted to curse him for a moment, but he didn't say it because she came to Tianguang Palace with sincerity. "I am the Crown Prince, how can I say these things. My father taught me that a ruler should not let others guess..." He rubbed his tender fingers on the palm of his hand, as if something was wrong, "For this, my father beat me with fifty boards. Do you know this? I guess you don't know, you heartless little girl, when have you ever cared about me. I have always been the one following you..."

"No..." After hearing this, Shiqi Niang hurriedly denied, "How could I not care? I just..."

"But what is it?" He spread the young lady's hands in his palms and stroked them one by one.

The tingling feeling went through her bones, and Shiqi Niang couldn't bear it for a moment and shrank back.

"You need to listen to me, don't run around." Zhao Feiran pulled her. However, she was distracted and weak, and she fell towards him. Fortunately, he was quick and put her in his arms.

In this way, Shiqi Niang leaned her head on his shoulder, and her whole body was enveloped by his breath. The two of them were only wearing their middle clothes, and as soon as they leaned against him, Shiqi Niang felt a burning sensation on her back, and the heat caught her.

"You...you have a cold?"

"I'm fine!" Zhao Feiran put his arm around the young lady's waist and held her.

"But, but you feel a little hot?"

Zhao Feiran was speechless: Does she understand?
Shiqi Niang reacted in a moment, her face flushed with shame, and she struggled to get up. However, the man's arms were like copper and iron, and she couldn't move. After a few movements, the clothes hanging on his body fell off halfway, revealing his smooth chest. Shiqi Niang got close and immediately felt like a copper wall and iron wall, like a forging furnace.

"You have entered my Tianguang Palace, do you still want to escape?"

His words were right above her head, and the hot breath she exhaled made her scalp numb. In addition, when he spoke, her neck moved and her heart beat strongly... Shiqi Niang couldn't handle it, so she buried herself, curled up into a ball, and pretended to be unaware of what was going on.

"Did you hear it clearly?" Zhao Feiran smiled again.

"Hmm?" Not understanding, Seventeenth Lady hummed twice in her nasal voice.

"Buried in my chest, isn't it to listen to my heartbeat?"

"You... the crown prince of the country, how can you hear such shameless words!"

Zhao Feiran didn't care at all, "There is no crown prince at the moment, only Wang Shiqi's husband."

Suddenly, Shiqi Niang not only heard his heartbeat, but also her own heartbeat, which was urgent, flustered, but strong.

"Your Highness, does it still hurt?"

"Ok?"

Shiqi Niang mustered up her courage and looked up. Her eyes, which were filled with spring, were filled with Zhao Feiran's shadow. "I said, on the day when the emperor requested the imperial decree, his majesty had you beaten with fifty boards. Did it still hurt?"

Because she suddenly raised her head, Zhao Feiran was caught off guard by the spring scenery. There were mountains and rivers, a variety of performances, and the young lady's sincerity.

He jumped for joy, the corners of his lips raised, the east wind blowing across the border, "Guess?"

The young lady turned over, and the two of them faced each other, with their clothes intertwined.

"How would I know? You didn't even tell me."

She seemed like a spirit who had regained her magical powers, with an air of immortality surrounding her that made people immersed in it.

Zhao Feiran couldn't help it, he closed his mouth and coughed twice. His chest trembled, and he felt something soft and sweet. For some reason, he thought of "like lying on cotton".

"I haven't told you, so do you want to take a look?" The fruit seemed to lure fairies to the mortal world, exuding a scent unique to this world.

"No." The words were vague and the nasal tone was trembling.

Obviously there was still room for negotiation, Zhao Feiran turned her around and sat opposite her. He put his hands on her waist and said, "This time it's fine, believe me."

As soon as these words came out, they both thought of their previous two failures. The first time, he didn't know how to do it, and he didn't get in. The second time, it seemed like he had studied a lot of books, and he was no longer as immature and reckless, but he didn't make people excited either. In the end, he failed because the young lady couldn't bear the pain.

After hearing this, Shiqi Niang remained silent for a long time. She knew that there was no way to escape this matter, and it would be the same if it was cut early or late. However, the tearing pain that night seemed to have not yet dissipated completely.

"you're lying!"

"I never lie to you."

"you……"

"They all say that once it hurts, it won't hurt again."

"Who are you asking?" Shiqi Niang was surprised. "Who are you asking about such a secret in the boudoir?"

"I...I...this is human relations, and the ancient sages also have a judgment on it..." Zhao Feiran spoke nonsense.

"You..." Shiqi Niang had no way to defend herself.

"If you feel it's not good, how about we wait a little longer?"

Zhao Feiran suddenly spoke softly, causing Shiqi Niang to suspect that she had heard it wrongly, "You! Me!"

"Although I have feelings, you have to be willing. My mother taught me when I was young that if you get a girl you like, you should treat her well and respect her. You should understand that the person who accompanies you the longest and is the most touching person in this world is the one who sleeps by your side."

His words were about the former empress, but also about himself.

Shiqi Niang thought about it carefully. From the time she knew him till now, apart from his bad mouth, there was nothing wrong with him. He cared about her and her preferences. He was not much different from the ordinary young man she pursued.

After a moment, as if unable to bear his high fever, Shiqi Niang nodded dazedly.

Like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, she didn't know what she was doing, and when she came to her senses, she was already under the quilt. Trapped in front of his chest, she felt the overwhelming intimacy.

At one point, she felt like a pancake, spread out, turned over and over, folded back and forth. Sometimes she was facing up to welcome the wind and snow, and sometimes she was leaning sideways, swaying in the center of the lake. Just when she was about to suffocate, he slowly reached his hand in, hooked the layers of softness inside, and rubbed it back and forth. It made her eyes blurry and her face flushed.

She wanted to shout out and moved her mouth, but she found it was dry. However, when she listened carefully, she could hear the sound of water rippling from somewhere, which was slippery and sticky.

Feeling dry mouth, weak and powerless, Shiqi Niang tried to escape but was pulled back by someone.

In the dark night, I couldn't tell which way was which. I could only hear him whispering in my ear, "Once you enter my Tianguang Palace, don't even think about escaping."

(End of this chapter)