Witch, don't do anything reckless!

Chapter 48 You're Not Going to Take Responsibility? [Seeking First Subscription]

Beside the bed, Princess Jing was still thinking about finding a suitable husband for her daughter.

Little did she know that right beside her, separated only by a thin blanket, she was engaged in a tense and exciting tug-of-war with her beloved daughter.

In the darkness, as her thigh was being pinched, the pain almost made Jiang Ning scream. The hand that was pulling her hair unconsciously tightened its grip.

But when she pulled so hard, the large hand under the covers gripped even tighter in the same way—

"hiss----"

It was like two stubborn people vying for power, each exerting their own strength—a vicious cycle that began.

This really hurt, and Jiang Ning almost burst into tears.

How could her delicate skin withstand such torment?

In the end, they were the first to admit defeat and let go.

As she let go and surrendered, the large hand that had been gripping her thigh stopped exerting force.

In the darkness, Jiang Ning felt a sense of relief, biting her lower lip tightly, her eyes brimming with tears, almost spilling her pearls.

It hurts so much!

This guy—he's gripping really hard.

My leg is going to break!

The girl was embarrassed, angry, and anxious, wishing she could kick him a couple more times.

Just do it!

When has the young princess of the Prince Jing's mansion ever suffered such humiliation?

Revenge should be taken on the spot!

In the darkness, the girl raised her toes, gathered her strength, and aimed—

Kick it out!

But her reckless kick missed its mark.

I didn't kick anything.

What about people?

Jiang Ning was even more furious when she missed her kick.

Is he still hiding?

The girl couldn't bear such humiliation. Just as she was about to pull her leg back and kick again, she suddenly felt her leg being clamped by something. Jiang Ning panicked and tried to pull it back, but found that it wouldn't budge—her leg was clamped tightly and she couldn't move.

Jiang Ning became even more embarrassed and anxious. His mother was watching from the side. How could he dare to do that?

The girl completely forgot that she was the one who started the trouble.

In her embarrassment and panic, Jiang Ning instinctively raised her other foot, trying to kick the guy away and pull her "trapped" leg back.

But as soon as she kicked out, it was as if it had been anticipated. A large hand grabbed her ankle and tightened its grip, rendering her unable to move again.

Now, both legs were completely under the other's control.

Jiang Ning panicked!

She hadn't expected this at all, and what she didn't expect even more was—

Just as her legs were completely under her control, the next second, Jiang Ning suddenly felt the large hand that was holding her ankle slide upwards, caressing the girl's delicate and slender calves, and accurately penetrating deeper, landing on her snow-white and shapely thighs.

As if in retaliation, it grabbed and pinched him.

"what!"

Jiang Ning's body suddenly stiffened, and she instinctively covered her mouth.

In the darkness, those dark, round eyes widened in panic and fear—they seemed completely taken aback by the audacity of this fellow!

He, he actually—

And, he even said he wouldn't dare to have any evil thoughts or covetousness towards me?

He even put his hand inside her skirt—is that what you call having no impure thoughts?

Is this what you call absolutely not overstepping one's bounds?

Jiang Ning was filled with regret. She shouldn't have believed his nonsense just because he looked fair-skinned and handsome!

He... he even touched her—?!

Just as Jiang Ning was lost in thought, she noticed that the hand covering her thigh seemed unsatisfied and "touched" her twice more—at least before there was a dress between them, but now there was no cover at all.

Jiang Ning froze on the spot, her whole body stiff, as if she had been frozen in place, unable to move.

"Ning'er?!"

Upon hearing Jiang Ning's soft gasp, Princess Jing looked at Jiang Ning on the bed and noticed her daughter's unusual expression: "What's wrong with you?!"

"Huh?! I, I'm fine—"

Jiang Ning gritted her teeth and forced herself to remain calm, enduring the strange sensation coming from her thigh while trying her best not to make any strange noises that would give her away.

"Mother, I... I don't want to get married—daughter, daughter wants to stay by Mother's side forever—"

Jiang Ning's voice was soft and sweet, with a slightly sticky nasal tone, as if she were being coquettish.

But if you listen carefully, you can hear that there is a bit of panting in the sound, as if the person is enduring great difficulty.

"You, how old are you, still acting like a child?"

Princess Jing's eyes showed a hint of doting affection. She sighed softly, "However, if you are unwilling to leave your mother, you can consider finding a worthy son-in-law to live with you."

"Ah—marry into the family?!"

"yes!"

Princess Consort Jing said softly, "Our Jing Prince's Mansion is large and prosperous. If you are willing, you can indeed consider finding a worthy son-in-law. In this way, our Jing Prince's Mansion will have an heir."

Jiang Ning is a woman, destined not to inherit the Jing Prince's mansion. However, if she could find a husband to marry into the family and give birth to a son, even if the inheritance couldn't be passed down through generations, at least the Jing Prince's mansion could continue its lineage.

"Mother, this, this isn't right—"

Jiang Ning's face flushed crimson, her voice trembled, and she shook her head vigorously: "I, I don't want to, I don't want to—"

What ideal husband?

What is marriage into another family?

As this thought crossed her mind, Jiang Ning suddenly realized that the first person who came to mind was the guy who was currently bullying her.

This made Jiang Ning even more ashamed and indignant.

She tried to struggle, but found she had no strength left. She could only watch helplessly as her long legs were clamped down on her.

The girl's originally bright, dark eyes became slightly watery.

She, she doesn't want to—

The girl stubbornly tried to struggle, but to no avail; she only felt her head gradually becoming light and airy.

Until one moment, my mind went completely blank!

"Ning'er, let's rest together tonight. I want to spend more time talking with you."

Meanwhile, Princess Jing, unaware of her daughter's unusual behavior, wanted to stay the night and sleep with her daughter.

Jiang Ning, whose mind had been blank for a long time, suddenly jolted.

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"No, no way—"

"Mother, I... I'm sleepy tonight—I want to... I want to sleep alone—"

In the darkness, Princess Jing, who was preparing to put her daughter to bed that night, paused, somewhat saddened: "Does Ning'er really dislike her mother?"

"No, no—"

Jiang Ning's voice was hoarse, and she could barely hide her breathlessness: "I...I'm really sleepy—"

At this point, Princess Jing finally realized that something was amiss.

She noticed that her daughter's breathing was a little rapid. When she looked closely, although it was pitch black, she could vaguely make out her features through the moonlight from the window.

Jiang Ning's face was flushed, and she looked flustered. Her appearance and expression seemed somewhat familiar.

After a slight pause, as if realizing something, Princess Jing's face showed a look of astonishment and disbelief.

What did Ning'er just do?

As someone who has been through it all, how could Princess Jing not realize what the look on her daughter's face at this moment meant?

Could it be that Ning'er secretly hid under the covers—

Even with the most vivid imagination, Princess Jing could never have imagined that her daughter was hiding a man under the blanket next to her.

Therefore, upon seeing Jiang Ning's expression, a bold idea immediately popped into Princess Jing's mind.

Ning'er, could it be that she's...

operate?!

Recalling Ning'er's strange reaction earlier, her current flushed, flustered, and powerless appearance, and her barely concealed heavy breathing, and remembering Ning'er's earlier refusal to let her turn on the lights, as well as this series of strange behaviors—Princess Jing became increasingly certain of her guess.

My daughter's all grown up!

only----

How could you do such a thing in front of your mother?

Princess Jing's face flushed slightly, and she felt annoyed at the same time, realizing that she had failed in her duty as a mother and had forgotten to properly teach her daughter.

It seems I need to find some time to have a heart-to-heart talk with my daughter and guide her properly—this kind of thing can't be indulged too much.

With this in mind, Princess Jing had an idea.

We can't expose her right now, otherwise Ning'er will be extremely embarrassed and angry.

So, Princess Jing calmed herself down and said, "Since Ning'er is sleepy, then your mother won't disturb you any longer. Get some rest, don't overwork yourself, and remember to be moderate—"

Princess Jing emphasized the word "moderation," deliberately reminding everyone.

But with her head still foggy and not fully conscious, Jiang Ning couldn't hear it. She watched nervously as her mother got up, left the bed, and walked to the door. After hesitating for a moment, she pushed the door open and went out.

"Bang."

Once the door closed, Jiang Ning's heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally relaxed. She let out a heavy sigh of relief, her delicate body slumped onto the bed, panting heavily.

A brief silence fell over the room in the darkness.

There was no sound except for the girl's rapid breathing and the strange yet ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

After a long while, once the sound of Princess Jing's footsteps had left the courtyard, Li Chuqiu threw back the covers and took a deep breath of fresh air.

After being cooped up for so long, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Hiding under the covers, he barely dared to breathe, dealing with the princess's mischief while also being on tenterhooks, terrified of being discovered by the Princess Consort. He almost suffocated from holding it in.

"Your mother is gone?"

no respond.

In the darkness, only the girl's rapid breathing and the faint fragrance that still lingered in the air could be heard from beside her.

The fragrance emanating from the soft bed and the girl's unique body scent grew stronger as the two had been entangled and rubbing against each other.

"Why aren't you letting go?!"

At that moment, a faint sound finally came from the darkness beside them, carrying a slight tremor of annoyance and shame.

Li Chuqiu then realized that the long legs that had attacked him earlier were still under his control.

The bedding was thick, forcing the girl's long legs to bend and spread slightly, maintaining an extremely unseemly posture.

It feels great.

Li Chuqiu reluctantly loosened her grip, while Jiang Ning quickly pulled her long legs back, tucked herself into the blankets, and wrapped herself up tightly.

Immediately, Li Chuqiu got up, walked quickly to the door, and peered through the crack to observe the situation in the courtyard. After confirming that there was no movement in the courtyard, he quickly locked the door from the inside before turning back into the room. He lit the candle by the bedside, and the light shone on the two of them.

Only then did Li Chuqiu see the young princess curled up on the bed, staring at him with red eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

Li Chuqiu leaned closer and saw that Jiang Ning's face was rosy, her delicate little face was flushed, her hair was messy, and glistening beads of sweat adorned her forehead, making her look like a ripe peach.

At this moment, her eyes were red-rimmed, and glistening tears welled up in them. She stared intently at Li Chuqiu, biting her lip tightly, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Her reaction made Li Chuqiu's heart skip a beat—

"Are you alright?"

Li Chuqiu tentatively spoke.

His words only made things worse; they were like a switch being flipped. The girl on the bed could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

The crying wasn't loud; she was deliberately suppressing it. But the more she suppressed it, the more pitiful she appeared, given her current state.

"Waaaaah, you're bullying me, ooh ooh ooh—"

Li Chuqiu's eyelids twitched. Was she really crying?

"No, calm down. How did I bully you?"

"Waaaaah, you—you touched my leg, you pervert, Sha Liu—you're just bullying me, waaaaah—"

Jiang Ning cried so hard.

When has she ever suffered such injustice since she was a child?

When have I ever been bullied like this?

Shame, indignation, fear, terror—emotions welled up inside me.

Now that her mother had left, she could no longer hold back and wept uncontrollably.

"Waaah, you're a bad person! I'm going to have Mother arrest you! Waaah—"

The girl's tears streamed down her face, and she cried harder and harder, her delicate face soon becoming a mess of tears, making her look pitiful.

Li Chuqiu is numb!

He hadn't even settled accounts with this girl yet, and she was already turning the tables on him?

Is that called touching her leg?

Was that intentional? — Well, there was definitely a bit of intention involved.

But if it weren't for that princess's mischievous kick that almost killed Li Chuqiu, would Li Chuqiu have bothered to retaliate against her?

If Li Chuqiu hadn't used the body-tempering technique and absorbed the demonic energy to strengthen the sand that year, making every part of his body as hard as iron, the consequences of that "mischievous" kick earlier would have been unimaginable.

Was that Qing's random kick?

Now she's acting all wronged?

Li Chuqiu was originally very angry and wanted to settle accounts with her, but this girl had no martial ethics and started crying so sadly.

They caught him completely off guard.

"Don't cry, stop crying—"

"Waaaaah, no, I'm going to cry, waaaaah!"

"If you keep crying, your eyes will get swollen and you won't be pretty anymore."

"I don't need your help, sob sob—"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. I shouldn't have touched your leg. I'm a beast, I'm a pervert—I apologize, please stop crying, okay, grandma?"

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Li Chuqiu was at his wits' end; he had absolutely no way to deal with such a crybaby.

Who told her to be a princess of such high status? Yan Sha was in her boudoir, and once her crying attracted the maids outside, it would be all over.

"How about this, you touch me a couple of times too?"

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"What kind of look is that? I'm a handsome young man in the surrounding area, do you know how many people outside are eyeing my good looks?!"

"Letting you touch it a couple of times, you'll definitely make a killing!"

"Pfft—"

Jiang Ning, who was crying her heart out, couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard Li Chuqiu's words.

"shameless!"

Jiang Ning blushed and stammered.

What handsome young man from the surrounding villages?

That's definitely nonsense.

She won't touch it, she won't fall for it!

He clearly still wanted to take advantage of her.

But after being interrupted by Li Chuqiu, for some reason, Jiang Ning's original sadness suddenly dissipated.

She curled up in bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, wiped away her tears, pouted, and looked resentful as if she had suffered a great injustice, continuing to glare at Li Chuqiu.

Seeing that she had finally stopped crying, Li Chuqiu breathed a sigh of relief and then decided to reason with her.

"What happened just now was indeed my fault, and I must apologize to you—but you also bear some responsibility."

Jiang Ning opened her eyes wide, her eyes still red: "What responsibility do I have?"

"You kicked me first."

Hearing this, Jiang Ning felt guilty: "I, I didn't mean to—who, who let you get so close to me—"

Towards the end, her voice became very soft, as if she lacked confidence.

"Besides, I didn't use any force—"

She had only given him a very light kick, intending only to warn him not to rub against her like that.

Li Chuqiu sighed deeply: "Don't you know that men shouldn't kick certain places randomly?"

"I... how would I know—"

Jiang Ning turned her head to the side, her tone hesitant: "Then, then why don't you touch me like this?"

As if recalling what had just happened under the covers, and the feeling of that hot, large hand touching her skin, Jiang Ning felt a surge of heat within her.

"I didn't mean to slip through my fingers in the heat of the moment."

Li Chuqiu naturally could not admit that there was any deliberate element to it.

Jiang Ning lowered her head and didn't say a word.

"Since that's the case, we're both responsible, so let's call it even?"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Li Chuqiu spoke up.

Unexpectedly, no sooner had she finished speaking than Jiang Ning on the bed suddenly raised her head, a look of confusion in her eyes: "What, we're even?"

Then, as if realizing something, she angrily widened her eyes.

"You touched me—and you're not going to take responsibility?!"

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