A wave of shock and embarrassment washed over Sang Luo, and she hurriedly tried to get up, but the young man's grip was surprisingly strong.
She had no choice but to lie on top of him, raising her head to meet a pair of deep, narrow fox eyes, like a whirlpool threatening to suck in her very soul!
The Fox Clan was indeed skilled in the art of enchantment.
It was just that the former Yun Qi had never bothered to use it on her before.
"You… when did you wake up?"
Sang Luo stammered.
"Just now, when Your Highness hugged me, it felt like a ray of sunlight shining on me, warm and comfortable, so I woke up," Yun Qi said with a light smile.
Sang Luo's mind was muddled again by his smile, and she couldn't be bothered to investigate whether his sweet words were deliberately spoken for her benefit. "Then, those words I said, did you hear them all?"
A hint of confusion appeared on Yun Qi's face, but he quickly became firm. "I only heard Your Highness say that you like me very much."
"…"
He really knew how to pick the pleasant things to hear.
"What Your Highness said is the truth, you didn't lie to me, right?" He took one of her hands and rubbed it against his face.
"I…"
"If Your Highness doesn't like me, you can simply banish me from the Princess Manor, and from then on, we'll have nothing to do with each other!" A bleak smile appeared on the young man's face. "Anyway, it's not the first time I've been abandoned. It's just a matter of returning to a life of wandering."
How could Sang Luo bear to say harsh words again? She nodded heavily. "I have never lied to you. I care about you, and I like you."
The young man smiled contentedly.
"That… let me go first, I'm uncomfortable."
Sang Luo was almost completely lying on top of him, their skin touching. Perhaps infected by the heat from his chest, a blush appeared on her face, hot and slightly uncomfortable.
Yun Qi's hands, which were behind her waist, tightened even more. "If I let Your Highness go this time, will Your Highness leave again and not come to see me?"
"No, I won't leave," Sang Luo promised. "I heard you were sick, so I came specifically to see you. I told you that the weather is still cold, and to stay in the room and rest well, but you just wouldn't listen, turning your body, which you finally managed to nurse back to health, into this sickly state again."
"But if I hadn't fallen ill, would Your Highness have come to see me today?"
"…"
Yun Qi took Sang Luo's right hand again, slowly sliding it from her cheek to her neck, then to her open collarbone, and finally into her collar, resting on her porcelain-white, firm chest, below the heart.
The sound of her heartbeat was rapid and deafening.
His voice became increasingly hoarse. "What's most unbearable isn't physical illness, but heartache, Your Highness."
"You haven't come to my place these past few days, and I can't sleep every night, wondering if Your Highness will come tomorrow, but Your Highness hasn't come again. Disappointment and sadness piled up together, becoming a heartache that festers in my heart."
Sang Luo pursed her lips, crestfallen. "I'm sorry, I won't deliberately neglect you anymore. It was my fault."
"Then will Your Highness stay with me tonight? Perhaps if Your Highness stays with me for one night, my illness will be cured."
How could Sang Luo not understand that this little fox was deliberately luring her here?
No matter what, he was a pure-blooded Nine-Tailed Fox, and he also understood the art of medicine. It was just a small cold; he could cure it easily.
A servant outside the door announced, "Your Highness, it's getting late. Young Master Yun Rong is still waiting for Your Highness in the front hall. Do you want to go back? Don't keep the Young Master waiting too long."
Yun Qi's expression changed slightly. He pursed his lips tightly, revealing a hint of blood.
Sang Luo turned to look at him, comforting him, "I made an appointment with your brother to discuss some matters. I'm afraid I won't have time today. I'll definitely come to accompany you tomorrow, okay?"
She had to leave; she couldn't break her promise.
The strength in Yun Qi's hand slowly relaxed.
Just as Sang Luo got up to leave, she was suddenly pulled back by him, falling back into his arms.
"You!"
"Your Highness, in what way am I inferior to my brother!" Yun Qi turned over, pinning Sang Luo down on the bed, a look of pain on his face. "Is it this face? Is it too ugly? I'll find a way to fix it. I'm no worse than my brother, why can't you look at me more?"
Sang Luo was stunned. "Yun Qi!"
The madness he usually hid beneath his gentleness was gradually peeling away, revealing itself. "Clearly, he and I are of the same origin, with the exact same appearance, but from a young age, I was abandoned in the desolate mountains. Those farmers wanted to sell me for money. After I finally managed to escape, I found a moment of peace, but then I faced endless pursuit."
"Father also loathed me. He knew all of this, but he never helped me."
"Brother possesses everything I wouldn't even dare to dream of, but Your Highness, I have never envied him. I'm just sad about why I have to suffer all this."
"What exactly did I do wrong…"
Sang Luo gazed at the young man's painful, struggling expression, and her eyes slowly filled with tears. She couldn't say a word.
He cupped her face again. "Only Your Highness makes me so insanely jealous of him. I'm not willing. In what way am I inferior to him? Inferior to that hypocritical fellow!"
Sang Luo shook her head. "No, Yun Qi, you are very good. In my heart, you are not inferior to him!"
"Then why does Your Highness love him so much? Am I just a piece of fake jade? When Your Highness looks at me, are you thinking of my brother?"
"…No."
Sang Luo's voice was choked with sobs.
"Prove it to me, Your Highness, okay?" Yun Qi lowered his head and kissed her neck.
Sang Luo's body stiffened.
The young man's lips slowly moved down her neck. She pushed him away forcefully. "No!"
Yun Qi was, after all, still ill, and without any defenses, he was pushed onto the bed by Sang Luo. A moment of confusion flashed in his eyes. "Your Highness…"
Sang Luo got up from the bed, her chest heaving violently, her mind unable to calm down.
"I'll have the witch doctor in the manor prescribe some medicine for you later. Calm down first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow," Sang Luo said, turning to leave.
As she opened the door, she was tightly embraced from behind by the young man, pinned against the wall.
The young man's face was still flushed, his eyes even more dazed. His gaze towards her, in addition to struggle, held even more lust.
"Your Highness… don't go. Stay with me tonight, okay? I want you…"
He held Sang Luo in his arms, his scalding breath falling on her neck.
A pair of slender fox ears emerged from the young man's hair.
The furry sensation swept across Sang Luo's waist and thighs. She suddenly shuddered and looked behind him. Nine fluffy black fox tails had already materialized! They quietly wrapped around her waist and were gradually trying to entangle her limbs and neck.
Damn—it's heat!
Sang Luo suddenly remembered something: male beastmen would experience their first heat after reaching adulthood. The more muddled their minds were, the harder it was to suppress their body's instinctive desires!
Sang Luo panicked. She struggled desperately, but the feverish young man no longer possessed his usual gentleness. Instead, her actions aroused an even stronger desire to conquer.
"Your Highness… I am your consort, I, I want to mate with you…"
