The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 193 Ye Jinlan warned you
Zhi Xing winced in pain from the pressure of his grip. Looking into his eyes, she said, "This thing has been with me since birth, and I don't know its origin..."

Ye Jingnian tightened his grip on her, his phoenix eyes narrowing slightly as he said, "I know its origins better than you do."

Zhi Xing's heart skipped a beat, and her lips moved numbly as she murmured, "Your Highness..."

"Guess what the secret guards discovered at Taiqing Temple?"

Zhi Xing shook her head.

Ye Jingnian took out a purse from her sleeve. The purse was made of soft, delicate bluish-gray material and was embroidered with lifelike gardenias.

Zhi Xing's eyes suddenly reddened, and she said, "This is a birthday gift from my master. I was in such a hurry when I left the Taoist temple that day that I didn't have time to..."

She reached out to take it, but Ye Jingnian lifted it up. Her reddened eyes looked at him as she said, "Your Highness..."

Ye Jingnian looked at her pitiful appearance and sneered, saying, "Do you know what kind of material this is?"

Zhi Xing remained silent.

"This is from sixteen years ago, when you were wrapped in swaddling clothes."

Zhi Xing lowered her head and sniffed. Her master had always doted on her, and even kept her swaddling clothes from when she was an infant...

Ye Jingnian pinched her cheek again, staring at her and said, "This is called Pillow Dream Silk, a top-quality material unique to the Western Shu Kingdom."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Jingnian tossed the purse to the ground like trash: "Touch it, I find it dirty."

"Master!" Zhi Xing exclaimed, breaking free from Ye Jingnian's grasp. She tumbled off the bed, picked up the purse, and held it to her heart, crying, "I only know that this is Master's heartfelt wish."

"What? You don't understand? Then I'll give you a proper lesson." Ye Jingnian stood up, walked slowly to her, squatted down, gently brushed aside the stray hairs falling across her forehead, and smiled eerily.

"Sixteen years ago, Zhu Luo and Xi Shu were enemy states and there were no merchants traveling between them. No one from Zhu Luo dared to use anything from Xi Shu. The Dream Pillow was a forbidden item."

Upon hearing this, Zhi Xing's body trembled slightly. So... she really was from Western Shu...

Ye Jingnian snorted disdainfully and said, "Do you remember what I told you about the kind of person I hate the most?"

Tears welled up in Zhi Xing's eyes as she said, "Zhi Xing has lived in the Kingdom of Zhu Luo since childhood and has always considered herself a Zhu Luo person..."

"A Zhu Luo person?" Ye Jingnian pulled her closer, his fingertips tracing her slightly cool lips, a chilling sense of oppression making her almost suffocate.

As he drew closer, their noses almost touching, a faint scent of alcohol lingered in their breath.

His drinking always filled her with inexplicable fear.

It wasn't because he was drunk, but because she gradually realized that his drinking meant he was in a very bad mood.

Ye Jingnian stared at her helpless face with unfathomable eyes, his voice low and dangerous, like a cold, icy blade: "But the scent on you... it's just like those barbarians from Western Shu..."

Zhi Xing's eyelashes trembled, and her breathing became slightly rapid due to nervousness. She swallowed hard, not daring to dodge, nor could she dodge.

Those eyes, so close to hers, churned with anger, suspicion, and a struggle she couldn't decipher. "Yan Chuan says you're from Western Shu, but I don't believe it. It turns out you've long since bewitched my mind, keeping me foolish to this day..."

Zhi Xing shook her head aggrievedly, knelt before him, and said, "Your Highness, Zhi Xing is unaware of her own origins. She has lived in the Kingdom of Zhu Luo since childhood. Your Highness knows this; just now, Your Highness was discussing it with my father in the Golden Palace..."

"That was to spare your life!" Ye Jingnian's phoenix eyes turned bloodshot as he raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, and pinned her to the cold ground.

Her jagged back hit the ground, causing Zhi Xing to frown in pain, and a tear welled up in her eye.

He sneered and said, "What? You think I'll believe you just because I say so? How do I know whether you're a spy sent by Mu Xiyang to get close to me or not!"

Zhi Xing's body trembled slightly, her voice trembling with a sob, as she said, "Your Highness, Zhi Xing knows nothing of witchcraft or sorcery, and I don't know anyone from the Western Shu Kingdom. Please believe me..."

When he gripped her wrist tightly, he noticed its icy temperature. For a moment, Ye Jingnian was dazed and instinctively wanted to warm her hand in his palm.

He gave a self-deprecating sneer and said, "The barbarians of Western Shu are adept at using insidious tricks."

He pulled out one hand and wiped away the tears that had spilled from the corner of her eye. A half-circle teardrop shimmered in the dim light on his knuckle: "So this is the trick you used to try and control me."

Zhi Xing felt a chill in her heart and stared blankly at him, saying, "Does Your Highness have to look at me like that?"

Ye Jingnian gripped her wrist tightly, as if he wanted to crush her hand bones.

He leaned down, his breath trembling slightly as he spoke, his voice low and dangerous as he whispered in her ear, "I have been living with this filthy bloodline day and night... I really wish I could tear your skin off now."

She tore off her clothes and bit her shoulder hard.

Zhi Xing cried out in pain, "Your Highness!"

Hearing her sobs, Ye Jingnian slowly released her, his fingers tracing the deep teeth marks, his voice icy and devoid of emotion: "Does it hurt?"

Despite the pain from being pulled, Zhi Xing did not loosen her grip. She tightly clutched the purse her master had given her, sniffed, and said, "If Your Highness can feel better, you can bite even deeper."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jingnian's eyes darkened. He gritted his teeth, pulled her up and pinned her against the wall, raised his hand to grab her neck, narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and coldly snorted, "You think I wouldn't be willing to do that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he bit down hard again until blood seeped from the fair skin. Ye Jingnian's lips were stained with blood before he slowly released his grip. He stared at the bloody bite mark, wiping the bloodstains from his lips with his fingertips, looking like an evil spirit from hell.

He tightened his grip on her neck and said, "Zhixing, do you still think things are the same as before? Do you think I'll still care for you?"

With her eyes blurred by tears, Zhi Xing couldn't see the pain in his eyes. She bit her lip and said, "If Your Highness hates me so much, why don't you have the Emperor execute me?"

“That’s because Father Emperor is too kind,” Ye Jingnian said with a slight smile. He released his grip on her neck, stroked her tear-streaked cheeks, and wiped away her tears with his fingertips. “Zhixing, you should have known what kind of person I am before you even met me.”

He kissed away the tears on his fingertips, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty cruelty: "Ye Jinlan warned you, have you forgotten?"

Zhi Xing's breath hitched, and her whole body trembled.

Perhaps it had been too long, she had long forgotten the day she climbed onto his pleasure boat and trembled like a leaf under his cold and vicious gaze, and she had long forgotten how terrified she was when the servants of the Marquis's mansion who were chasing her called him "Your Highness the Crown Prince".

Ye Jingnian, the Crown Prince of Zhu Luo Kingdom, was known to all for his cruelty and bloodthirstiness, but she alone had forgotten him.