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

Chapter 194 How to Interrogate a Spy
"You remember now?" Ye Jingnian looked at her with mockery in his eyes, then grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the bed.

"Thump!" Her wrist hit the bedpost and she gritted her teeth in pain. Before she could pull her hand back, Ye Jingnian gripped it so tightly that she cried out in pain.

He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him: "If you had known me six years earlier, you would know why that prisoner from Western Shu would rather commit suicide than be captured by me. Everyone in my army is terrified of me. Once they fall into my hands, what a terrible fate awaits them..."

"In Your Highness's eyes... is Zhixing a prisoner?" Zhixing's heart clenched painfully.

Ye Jingnian glanced at her and said, "Although there's no concrete evidence to prove your identity yet, Mu Xiyang is so eager to find you, hmph..."

He had thought that Mu Xiyang would want to kill him if he knew he had fallen in love with a woman, but now... that might not be the case.

He bent down, licked away the bloodstains on her shoulder, and looked at her, saying, "Zhixing, you'd better not let me catch you doing anything wrong. If I find out that you have any connection with Mu Xiyang, I will make you wish you were dead."

"Your Highness, I really don't know..." Zhi Xing tried to explain, but Ye Jingnian silenced her by pressing the back of her head with his hand.

The brutal and ruthless plunder nearly suffocated her, and she couldn't help but recall that terrifying rainy night...

The smell of blood spread between her lips and teeth. Ye Jingnian's kiss was like torture. The tearing pain made her subconsciously want to back away, but she was held in place by the powerful force and could not move.

"Ugh... Your Highness..." Zhi Xing pleaded softly between breaths, her hoarse sobs pitiful. The man who had once held her in his hands was no longer gentle; the more she begged, the more ruthless he became.

His slender hand caressed her delicate neck, where the veins were clearly visible on her fair, almost translucent skin.

He suddenly grabbed it, his rough fingertips resting on the throbbing pulse, as if this fragile life could be crushed by his fingers at any moment.

"Prove it to me." Ye Jingnian whispered in her ear, his hoarse voice carrying a plea he himself didn't realize, "Prove that you won't betray me."

"I..." Zhi Xing fell into despair under his aggressive attitude. She bit her lip and said, "If you want to find fault, you can always find a reason..."

Ye Jingnian narrowed his eyes slightly, a sinister glint flashing in them.

"Want to know how I interrogate spies?" Ye Jingnian pressed his lips to hers, his hoarse voice revealing a bloodthirsty ruthlessness, gentle yet chilling.

His fingertips gently stroked her thin back, as if examining something through her: "First, whip her until her skin is torn and bleeding, then pour white salt on the wound."

He went down to her feet, grabbed her slender feet, and said, "I'll brand the soles of his feet with a hot iron, so that even if he has both legs, he won't be able to crawl back."

Feeling the person in his arms tremble, Ye Jingnian gently traced the fingertips of his other hand from the collarbone to the heart, and said in a hoarse voice, "Finally, cut this place open and see just how many lies it can hide..."

As he described it, Zhi Xing felt the temperature of his palms on the soles of her feet become as hot as they were, which frightened her so much that she cried and tried to break free.

He was so gentle to her, so gentle that she couldn't even imagine that he was the Asura War God who struck fear into the hearts of the soldiers of Western Shu six years ago.

"Afraid?" Ye Jingnian suddenly released her grip, looked at her as she retreated into the corner in a panic, and smiled coldly. "In the last battle of Western Shu, I skinned nine Western Shu spies alive and threw them into the Western Shu camp, which prompted the enemy to send a fast-moving messenger with news of the emperor's truce."

He slowly untied the jade belt from his waist, gave a disdainful snort, looked up at her who was desperately covering her ears, and said, "Want to try?"

Zhi Xing suddenly trembled violently, her fearful eyes glazing over. "Hiccup!" Zhi Xing tightly covered her mouth, a tear sliding down her cheek, and she began to hiccup unnaturally.

Startled and stressed?

Ye Jingnian's movements suddenly froze. He looked at Zhi Xing, who was curled up in the corner, her body trembling uncontrollably, tears glistening on her long eyelashes, and even her hiccups had a faint sob in them.

"Hiccup!" Another sound.

Before she could finish speaking, she started hiccuping even more uncontrollably, each time more severe than the last, her body twitching, and her tears seemed endless.

She was afraid that the noise she made would displease Ye Jingnian, so the more she tried to cover her mouth and suppress it, the more violently she hit him.

Ye Jingnian's eyes narrowed. He sat on the couch and reached out to grab her ankle as usual, but she seemed to be greatly frightened and hurriedly broke free, covering her curled-up feet with her hands.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at him, tears streaming down her face: "No... hiccup! Don't burn... my foot... hiccup!"

Ye Jingnian's face darkened, and he reached out to pull her waist, but she resisted fiercely.

"No! Hiccup! Don't touch me..." In her panic, Zhi Xing suddenly kicked Ye Jingnian's hand, which startled her so much that she froze and stopped hiccuping. Her wet eyes stared at him with fear.

Ye Jingnian's heart ached as if pricked by needles, and his hand, which had been suspended in mid-air, paused slightly: "Zhixing..."

Zhi Xing's eyes were blank, and she ignored his voice.

Ye Jingnian frowned, but still reached out and forcibly pulled her into his arms. When his hand touched her back, the girl in his arms burst into tears: "No...don't skin me...don't tear my heart out...Zhi Xing was wrong, everything was wrong, Zhi Xing shouldn't have been born in Western Shu, shouldn't have the blood of the Western Shu barbarians, Zhi Xing deserves to die..."

Ye Jingnian suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. He looked down at the girl in his arms, an innocent girl who knew nothing. He had actually used the same methods he used on prisoners of war to frighten her.

He closed his eyes and kissed her forehead deeply. As she trembled with fear, he lifted her chin and sealed her lips with his.

Unlike his previous brutality, Ye Jingnian simply kissed her passionately, prying open her clenched fists one by one, interlocking his fingers with hers, and gradually calming her down.

After the kiss ended, Zhi Xing's breathing gradually became steady. Ye Jingnian felt a loosening in his hair as the golden crown fell to the ground with a clattering sound.

As his black hair fell loose, Zhi Xing pulled out the hairpin from his hair and pressed it against her heart.

Ye Jingnian swiftly pinched her wrist, causing the gold hairpin to fall to the ground with a "clink".

He was about to berate her harshly when he saw her trembling with fear.

He closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm his voice as he patiently asked, "A-Zhi, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)