Futile Devices Scans

Who would have thought that not even a few minutes after the Third Prince closed his eyes, two unidentified objects slipped beneath his blanket and began rubbing constantly against his legs, carrying a trace of coolness while simultaneously stirring up heat throughout his body.

Feeling that Mu Xueshi’s feet were somewhat cold, the Third Prince wrapped them in his large hands and carefully warmed them.

The night breeze drifting into the room carried a slight chill. Earlier, Mu Xueshi had deliberately left his feet exposed outside the blanket, waiting for the chance to use them to harass the Third Prince.

The Third Prince’s hands were unusually warm for once; ordinarily they were always cold. One reason Mu Xueshi enjoyed hugging the Third Prince while sleeping was that his body functioned like a natural cooling remedy during the summer.

A light rain began to patter outside. The tranquility within the room felt especially comforting. With his feet resting in the Third Prince’s palms and being stroked so absentmindedly, Mu Xueshi felt an unbearable itch in his heart.

Why is this guy’s self-control so strong? It’s already been seven days. Doesn’t he miss it at all?

Or has my charm diminished? No… he must just feel sorry for me and worry that my body won’t be able to handle it after only just returning.

Mu Xueshi continuously comforted himself.

When the Third Prince felt Mu Xueshi’s feet beginning to struggle free, he released them. The next instant, Mu Xueshi’s feet slipped beneath the Third Prince’s groin and began rubbing against that defenseless area. His mischievous toes constantly toyed with the sensitive folds there, stripping away the Third Prince’s self-control bit by bit.

At last, Mu Xueshi felt a weight descend upon him as the Third Prince pinned him down mercilessly.

“You brought this upon yourself,” the Third Prince said, his eyes reddened.

This time Mu Xueshi was equally unwilling to yield. His small hands wandered all over the Third Prince’s body while his jade-like legs had long since wrapped around the Third Prince’s waist.

“Mmm… ah… mm…”

The Third Prince’s fingers deliberately tugged teasingly at Mu Xueshi’s sensitive flesh while his tongue roamed over it.

Unable to help himself, Mu Xueshi twisted his waist. His skin, smooth as cream, rubbed lightly against the Third Prince’s body, instantly making the Third Prince ache with desire.

The Third Prince’s hand slipped between Mu Xueshi’s legs and lingered for a long while in the place he had neglected for so many days. Spreading Mu Xueshi’s legs wide, he admired the beautiful length nestled there, trembling ever so slightly as though longing for his touch.

Half embarrassed and half desperate for the Third Prince’s affection, Mu Xueshi gazed at him with inviting eyes. Those clear, sparkling eyes seemed capable of speech, softening the Third Prince’s heart completely.

The Third Prince buried his head between Mu Xueshi’s thighs, lavishly kissing the territory that belonged solely to him. When his tongue swept across the tip, Mu Xueshi shuddered violently, a muffled moan escaping his throat.

Perhaps because his desires had been suppressed for too long, after only a few moments of attention from the Third Prince, Mu Xueshi’s body trembled as release overtook him.

Everything that belonged to Mu Xueshi was swallowed by the Third Prince. Feeling somewhat guilty, Mu Xueshi obediently lowered himself between the Third Prince’s legs to return the favor.

Meanwhile, the Third Prince took the opportunity to reach toward the place he had missed for so long. After applying a little fragrant lubricant, he slowly worked his fingers inside.

Mu Xueshi’s body immediately stiffened, and even his movements came to an involuntary halt. Tilting his head back, he signaled the Third Prince to be gentler and give him time to adjust.

At first the Third Prince managed to remain patient. But faced with Mu Xueshi’s overwhelmingly seductive face and his expression that seemed both inviting and reluctant at the same time, he quickly accelerated his movements.

Mu Xueshi moaned softly. Though he could not produce clear sounds, his tone conveyed unmistakable pleasure.

“Ah… mm…”

Mu Xueshi was lifted onto the Third Prince’s lap. Then the Third Prince thrust into him with powerful force, showing no room for resistance as he buried himself completely.

Mu Xueshi’s lips parted, his face displaying pure satisfaction, while his eyes revealed nothing but ultimate pleasure. The Third Prince understood him better than anyone. If he wished to satisfy this little lustful wolf completely, he absolutely could not show mercy.

Again and again came the relentless rhythm—each thrust driving all the way in before withdrawing completely and plunging back in once more. Mu Xueshi’s body jolted with every impact, his eyes growing hazy and unfocused as he surrendered entirely to the Third Prince’s fierce possession.

The Third Prince noticed that Mu Xueshi was somewhat different today. In the past, he had usually been passive during such moments, often begging for mercy long before the Third Prince was satisfied. Today, however, he remained extraordinarily enthusiastic from beginning to end, burning with passionate fervor.

Only when daylight fully filled the sky did Mu Xueshi finally wrap his arms around the Third Prince’s waist with a satisfied expression and drift into deep sleep.

Early the next morning, before Mu Xueshi had awakened, the Third Prince went to Taihe Hall. He assumed that, having stayed away from the Emperor for seven days, the Emperor would certainly come to investigate after learning of their return. Rather than waiting for the Emperor to pay him a visit, it would be better to cure the Emperor’s lingering concerns himself.

“Your Highness, please wait a moment. I shall go announce your arrival.”

Standing outside Taihe Hall and watching the eunuch head toward Yangxin Hall, the Third Prince felt somewhat puzzled. Had the Emperor really not risen yet? Although it was still early before court convened, the Emperor had always preferred rising early and should normally have already been preparing for morning court.

Calling over one of the Emperor’s personal maids, the Third Prince asked a few simple questions.

Upon realizing that it was the Third Prince questioning her, the maid felt both excited and nervous, afraid of offending him with an inappropriate answer.

“His Majesty has been rising late recently. He used to summon us to assist him with dressing before dawn broke, but these days he usually waits until full daylight.”

“Has anyone been spending the night in His Majesty’s chambers?”

The maid steadied her breathing and answered carefully, “Yes. Noble Consort Yu.”

The Third Prince’s gaze shifted slightly. He said nothing further and dismissed the maid with a wave of his hand.

Before long, laughter drifted from inside the room. Though soft, it carried the unmistakable playfulness of intimacy between lovers. Some time later, the door suddenly opened, and a glamorous beauty stepped out. His body possessed a woman’s softness, yet his features still retained a trace of masculine elegance.

Seeing the Third Prince waiting outside, Yu’er—normally calm and composed—became somewhat flustered. He hurriedly bowed in greeting. When he lifted his head, his cheeks were flushed red, resembling a peony just beginning to bloom.

“Greetings, Your Highness.”

The Third Prince glanced at him and replied coldly, “It should be I who greets you.”

Startled, Yu’er lowered his eyes shyly and replied softly, “Yu’er was foolish. Whenever I see Your Highness, I cannot help but feel diminished.”

The Third Prince said nothing more, though his expression remained relatively calm.

Yu’er was pleasantly surprised that the Third Prince had actually responded to him. Aside from the brief conversation they had shared at the banquet, they had never exchanged another word. Intelligent as he was, Yu’er naturally understood why the usually taciturn the Third Prince had spoken so much to him that day. Precisely because he understood, he often found himself inexplicably melancholy.

“Your Highness, please come inside for some tea. I will go announce your arrival once more. His Majesty should be ready soon,” Yu’er said as he turned to enter.

“There is no need,” the Third Prince replied calmly.

Yu’er’s foot halted at the doorway. Turning back, he found the Third Prince looking at him. His expression was difficult to interpret, though one thing was certain—the Third Prince was in no hurry.

Feeling the Third Prince’s gaze on him, Yu’er’s heart pounded and his cheeks grew hot. Though he knew the possibility was slim, he still fantasized that the Third Prince wished to remain there with him a little longer.

The atmosphere outside Yangxin Hall became somewhat strange. The servants nearby could not help stealing a few extra glances at the pair standing by the door. News of Noble Consort Yu and the Third Prince getting along exceptionally well at the recent banquet had spread throughout the palace. Yet who could have imagined that this qilin-like beauty would suddenly climb above the Third Prince and become the Emperor’s bed companion?

Although the Third Prince looked at Yu’er several times, his gaze remained cold. Had Yu’er not helped him recently, the Third Prince would never have bothered interacting with someone so close to the Emperor.

The Emperor emerged wearing a trace of exhaustion on his face, clearly having spent considerable energy the previous night. He had been somewhat surprised to hear that the Third Prince had come to pay his respects, though the anger that had accumulated within him during the previous days had largely subsided.

“Your son greets Imperial Father.”

“You may rise, my son.”

“Xueshi—”

“Xueshi’s condition is no longer serious. Imperial Father need not worry excessively.”

The Emperor looked momentarily stunned. Perhaps he was still not fully awake, because the Third Prince had interrupted him before he could finish his question. He remained somewhat bewildered. Turning toward Yu’er, he yawned and asked, “What time is it now?”

“Your Majesty, it is already the Hour of Mao.”

“Then it is time to prepare for court. Lü Jue, come attend court with your father.”

As he spoke, the Emperor rose and began walking outside.

“Imperial Father, your son cannot accompany you to court today. I still have important matters to attend to. Once I have dealt with them, it will not be too late to come afterward.”

“What important matter could possibly be more important than affairs of the state?”

The Emperor cast a glance at the Third Prince, his gaze carrying a hint of dissatisfaction, as though he were deliberately trying to oppose him.

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