Seeing the relaxed expression on Mu Xueshi’s face, the Third Prince’s movements gradually softened. The impatience that usually lingered in his gaze faded, replaced by an unexpected patience.
Slowly, he slid a finger into Mu Xueshi’s tightly closed entrance. Though the finger had been coated generously with oil, the passage was so narrow that it wrapped around him immediately, clinging to him with surprising warmth.
“Relax…” the Third Prince murmured softly.
At the same time, he gave Mu Xueshi’s pale hips a light smack. The crisp sound echoed faintly through the quiet chamber.
Mu Xueshi felt his body instinctively resist, yet the pain remained within the limits he could bear. Believing that the prince was merely applying medicine to his injuries, he forced himself not to complain.
To distract himself from the discomfort, he picked up a small embroidered box from beside the pillow and began turning it over in his hands.
But when the Third Prince added a second finger, Mu Xueshi began to feel that something was wrong.
A familiar soreness crept through his body.
The sensation reminded him vividly of the pain he had felt upon waking the previous morning—only now it was stronger, as if the wound had been disturbed again.
When the prince’s fingers pushed deeper inside him, Mu Xueshi could no longer suppress a cry.
“Quick—take it out!” he exclaimed seriously. “If you keep doing that, my injury will only get worse!”
Seeing the expression on his face, the Third Prince could not help laughing inwardly.
Leaning closer, he gently sucked on Mu Xueshi’s earlobe before whispering the truth.
“This is not medicine,” he murmured.
“This is lovemaking.”
Mu Xueshi froze.
In an instant, memories of certain inappropriate films he had once seen flashed through his mind. Though those scenes had involved men and women, the process itself was unmistakable.
Now, seeing the prince’s fingers inside his body—and glancing nervously toward the impressive presence beneath the prince’s robes—Mu Xueshi finally understood.
“No! No! Absolutely not!” he cried in panic. “This… this will kill someone! I’ll definitely die!”
Scrambling in terror, he tried to crawl off the bed, his face turning pale.
Unfortunately, silk ribbons still bound his wrists. The more he struggled, the tighter they pulled. Soon his wrists were already bruising purple, while the Third Prince moved closer and closer.
“Don’t come any nearer!” Mu Xueshi shouted desperately. “If you really dare to do that to me, I’ll—”
Frantically searching for a weapon, he finally grabbed the only object within reach: a jade handle.
“I’ll smash your head with this!” he threatened.
In the next instant, the jade handle disappeared from his grasp.
Mu Xueshi himself was pressed firmly across the prince’s lap. The jade handle—the weapon he had intended to use—now rested calmly in the Third Prince’s hand.
Still struggling, Mu Xueshi shouted miserably,
“I take it back! I take it back! I’d rather be vulgar than noble!”
“Too late,” the Third Prince replied coolly.
With slow deliberation, he began applying oil to the jade handle.
Only then did Mu Xueshi look at the object carefully.
A horrifying realization dawned on him.
So that was what had happened the night he had been drunk—and why he had awakened with such soreness the next morning.
Grinding his teeth, Mu Xueshi huffed indignantly.
“You actually took advantage of me while I was drunk!” he accused. “Xi… that’s hardly the behavior of a gentleman!”
He had expected his sarcasm to embarrass the prince into retreating.
Instead, the Third Prince answered calmly,
“You were the one who initiated it. I forced nothing upon you.”
Mu Xueshi instantly flushed bright red.
Turning his head away in embarrassment, he muttered bitterly,
“Drunken misconduct… alcohol really ruins everything…”
Just as the prince positioned the jade handle near Mu Xueshi’s entrance, Mu Xueshi suddenly shouted again.
“Wait! If you already knew that’s how I got injured, why didn’t you tell me? You deliberately let me go to Physician Li so you could punish me with this excuse, didn’t you?”
A proud curve appeared on the Third Prince’s lips.
“And if I did?”
Mu Xueshi grew even more indignant.
“So Physician Li knows too? Then I’ve completely lost face! Xi, I regret everything—let me go!”
The prince’s expression darkened slightly.
Sometimes he appreciated Mu Xueshi’s straightforward nature.
Other times, the boy’s endless chatter—especially when it ruined the mood—was thoroughly irritating.
Ignoring the complaints, the Third Prince pressed Mu Xueshi down with one hand and slowly pushed the jade handle inward with the other.
Feeling the cool object enter his body, Mu Xueshi began screaming dramatically.
“Help! Help! The Third Prince is abusing his authority to bully an innocent citizen! Where is justice in this world?!”
Not far away on a hill stood Su Ruhan, tall and straight as a spear.
Every cry from the chamber reached his ears.
In his mind surfaced Mu Xueshi’s usual carefree smile—and the Third Prince’s cold, distant gaze.
A chill crept into his heart.
Drawing his sword, Su Ruhan suddenly began practicing upon the hillside. The blade swept through the air, sending fallen leaves swirling down like drifting snow.
Under the moonlight, his long hair lifted in the wind as the gleaming sword carved lonely arcs through the night.
Nearby, the Gu Master Mo Ru pretended to face the wall in silent reflection.
In truth, however, his ears were carefully tilted toward the room.
“The person inside sounds rather pitiful,” he remarked deliberately.
Sun Ye cast him a cold glance.
“What concern is it of yours?”
Mo Ru swallowed nervously before sighing dramatically.
“Why are you always so cold toward me?”
In the next instant, Sun Ye’s sword rested against his throat.
Mo Ru immediately raised his hands in surrender.
“Mercy, my lord! I spoke too much!”
Even so, he continued sneaking glances toward the room—and occasionally toward Sun Ye.
Though not as devastatingly handsome as the Third Prince, Sun Ye still possessed a striking appearance. Tall, well-built, his body shaped with smooth lines of muscle…
Mo Ru could not help wondering idly how his abilities might be in other arenas as well.
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