Three Kingdoms: I am not Liu Bian

Chapter 192 fig leaf

"Woo~"

Cai Yuan held Liu Bian tightly, her soft, boneless arms gripping his waist with extraordinary force. Her swan-like neck was raised high, her toes touching the bottom of the pool, and the backs of her feet arched sharply.

With a warbling of a nightingale, Cai Yuan collapsed into Liu Bian's arms, her delicate red lips exhaling stale breath, her body heaving violently with her rapid breathing.

Liu Bian slowly withdrew his right hand, gently swirling his left hand in the pool water to wash away the glistening moisture from his fingertips, while his other clean hand embraced Cai Yuan's soft, boneless waist, as if afraid that her limp body would cause her to fall into the water.

With a slight blush still lingering on her pretty face, Cai Yuan's slightly dazed and confused eyes still held a hint of bewilderment; clearly, Liu Bian's methods had truly overturned her understanding.

However, Liu Bian did not take advantage of her in the bath. On their first night, he felt that he should give Cai Yuan a proper sense of ceremony.

"Let's go back to the bedroom."

Liu Bian placed Cai Yuan on a soft couch by the pond, and palace maids dried her off, washed her again, and sent her into the palace. Liu Bian did the same.

These palace maids were all personal maids arranged by Empress He, and most of them were daughters of servants from the He family of Nanyang. These palace maids had all fantasized about being favored by the Crown Prince and thus rising to the top and becoming people above others.

Unfortunately, the Crown Prince did not seem to show much interest in these palace maids.

Previously, she was jealous of Liu Qing only because although Liu Qing was also from a noble family, she was a female relative of a disgraced official who had been demoted to the Yongxiang Palace to work as a weaver. In terms of status, she was not as good as the palace maids who were born into the He family. Yet, she had the opportunity to see the emperor and was favored by the crown prince, becoming his woman.

Although the Cai family of Xiangyang was gradually declining, it was still a prominent family. Moreover, Cai Yuan entered the palace as a daughter of a prominent family and was recommended by Zhang Wen, the Minister of the Imperial Stud. She was the niece of that Minister of the Imperial Stud. Who would dare to harbor jealous thoughts?

Ants are only jealous of other ants, not of swans in the sky.

After a long while, Cai Yuan, wrapped in a purple silk gauze dress, slowly entered the bedchamber. The fabric was like a thin mist covering snow, and under the soft, translucent light, her jade-like, smooth shoulders and neck were faintly visible.

Her cheeks, flushed with the steam of the heat, were tinged with a peachy red, and looked as moist as freshly peeled lychee flesh, with fine water droplets clinging to the tip of her nose.

Cai Yuan gently bit her moist lips. The steamy atmosphere made it less embarrassing, and besides, the gauze dress she was wearing was opaque.

But at this moment, in this bedchamber where something was about to happen, Cai Yuan felt increasingly nervous, her earlobes turning so red they were almost bleeding.

The two knelt facing each other on the bed. The candlelight flickered across her lowered brows and eyelashes, casting a trembling shadow on the bridge of her nose. Cai Yuan, with her head bowed, was completely in turmoil.

The total panic she has experienced in her entire life probably doesn't compare to what she felt today.

It is said that excessive wisdom is bound to cause harm, and the reason for this harm is that one thinks too much.

A woman as intelligent as Cai Yuan was naturally prone to having many thoughts, pondering whether she should be charming and alluring, or tactful and compliant, or perhaps feigning reluctance.

The former is too alluring, the middle one is boring, and the latter is hypocritical.

She was preoccupied with whether the impression of this first night would affect the Crown Prince's future favor towards her.

Whether for the sake of her family's wealth or to avoid spending her life alone, the impression she made on that first night could determine her fate for the rest of her life. But Liu Bian smiled without saying a word, and ordered a palace maid to bring over a pot of distilled gold liquor. The golden liquid fell into a goblet, and the wine rippled slightly as it entered Liu Bian's mouth.

Just as Cai Yuan tilted her head slightly, somewhat puzzled by the Crown Prince's actions, the Crown Prince's figure suddenly loomed larger in her eyes, and his scorching aura rushed towards her.

Cai Yuan subconsciously placed her hand on the prince's chest, arched her back, and curled her toes slightly, her whole body expressing her resistance to the sudden attack.

However, her weak strength was far from enough to push Liu Bian away, and as she gradually realized that the man in front of her was her future husband, her resistance gradually weakened.

Shu Zhanhe's gaze gradually became unfocused.

The icy liquor flowed down his throat, his swan neck tilted back, and the liquor slid down his throat into his stomach. Although it was chilled nectar, it was unusually spicy, and his body even felt as if it were on fire. The pale blue veins under his snow-white skin meandered like vines, and the soft hum that escaped from his throat sounded like a nightingale's first song.

Cai Yuan wrapped her arms around Liu Bian's neck, gradually shifting from initial resistance to obsequiousness. Her beautiful eyes, which held a touch of majesty, became increasingly hazy, eventually turning into a pool of spring water.

The neckline of her gauze dress was slightly loose, revealing a section of her fair neck, and her slightly parted lips exhaled a hot, fragrant breath.

What's most captivating is that fleeting panic when she looks up, her spring-like eyes brimming with tears that are about to overflow.

To be honest, she was somewhat aroused, but she felt that if she wanted it so easily, how would she be any different from those seductive vixens who sold their bodies? Yet, she was also worried about spoiling the prince's mood.

But for some reason, she felt like laughing.

I laugh at myself for being so hesitant and indecisive.

At this moment, she didn't want to think about anything anymore.

The smile that curved her red lips was so unrestrained, as if she had completely forgotten the strength and shrewdness she had developed over the years in order to take care of her younger siblings and protect the family property from being usurped by the collateral branches of the clan.

At least at this moment, she only wanted what she wanted!

Although she hadn't spoken yet, the spring-like longing and yearning in her beautiful eyes were hard to conceal.

"The gauze curtain...it hasn't been put down yet..."

Her pride as a noblewoman was locked in a fierce struggle with the desires that welled up in her heart, but at this moment, the latter had already crushed her pride into tears welling up in her eyes.

Only that gossamer-thin veil was the fig leaf she managed to salvage her shattered pride.

The last syllable was swallowed by the sudden warmth of her body. Her jade-like arm, reaching out from her sleeve, tried to pull down the gauze curtain, but instead, her wrist was grabbed and pressed against the pillow.

Her toes barely caught the drooping gauze curtain, leaving all the vibrant spring scenery within this veil.

(End of this chapter)