Can't a girl be a traitor like Cao Cao?

Upon seeing this, Wan Zhaoji went out to read the memorial from the Ministry of War.

Seeing that he could not handle the situation alone, he summoned Chi Junlin to the Imperial Study to deal with state affairs.

A short while later, inside the Imperial Study.

Chi Junlin casually tossed the memorial onto the table.

He added, "It's a minor matter. Let Chi Junbao quell the rebellion on his way. It's just a few rebels from the north; they can't cause any real trouble."

Wan Zhaoji nodded and, following Chi Junlin's instructions, wrote a reply and had Li Gou'er send it back to the Ministry of War.

Then he packed up his writing brush and ink, preparing to leave the Imperial Study with Chi Junlin.

Just then, Chi Junlin, sitting on the couch, suddenly spoke to Yuan Zhaoji, "My head hurts a little, Zhaoji, come and rub it for me."

Yuan Zhaoji hesitated for a moment, but still came over and placed her slender white knuckles on Chi Junlin's temples, gently massaging them for her.

Chi Junlin let out a soft hum, slightly tinged with enjoyment.

Yuan Zhaoji lowered her head, but suddenly noticed a bright red lipstick mark on Chi Junlin's cheek. She didn't know whose it was.

Yuan Zhaoji's heart skipped a beat for no reason; she felt a little nervous.

She suddenly wondered what it felt like when the two of them kissed.

Why do they seem so engrossed and enjoying themselves?

Although that's what she thought in her heart, Wan Zhaoji couldn't bring herself to say it.

She didn't even dare to remind Chi Junlin that there was a lip print on his cheek.

Because she didn't want to leave Chi Junlin with the impression that she was frivolous and dissolute.

It must be said that Yuan Zhaoji had a very strong sense of shame.

But at that moment, Chi Junlin suddenly raised his hand and gently grasped Yuan Zhaoji's soft hand.

He then said gently, "Zhaoji, have a couple of drinks with me."

Chapter 39 A Young Girl's Allure, First Taste of Ginkgo

Yuan Zhaoji became slightly nervous upon hearing Chi Junlin's words.

However, considering Chi Junlin's previous attitude of treating him as a national hero, he felt that Chi Junlin would not do anything to him.

So he relaxed and went to the study's side room to get the imperial wine.

Then he shared a drink with Chi Junlin.

At this moment, Chi Junlin appeared quite refined, making no overstepping of his bounds. He merely inquired about the current state of affairs in the martial world from Yuan Zhaoji.

It seems he's somewhat interested in Yuan Zhaoji's past experiences in the martial arts world.

Yuan Zhaoji then picked out some parts that Chi Junlin was interested in and spoke about them.

This made Chi Junlin feel that he had benefited a lot.

The two drank and chatted happily, and after a few drinks, they felt slightly tipsy.

At this moment, Yuan Zhaoji looked at the lip print on Chi Junlin's cheek and felt increasingly shy.

He couldn't help but say to Chi Junlin, "Commander-in-Chief, you still have a rouge mark on your face. It's right here."

Chi Junlin was stunned, seemingly somewhat taken aback.

Then he smiled at Yuan Zhaoji and said thank you.

Then, he dipped his finger in some wine and gradually spread the rouge on his face.

However, after applying the rouge to his fingertips, Chi Junlin looked down at himself.

For some reason, I suddenly put my finger in my mouth.

Savor the taste of the rouge.

Yuan Zhaoji blushed and her heart raced.

Although it was just a small gesture, it inexplicably made Yuan Zhaoji feel that Chi Junlin was a very romantic person.

Heroic yet...charming.

She couldn't help but ask Chi Junlin, "What does it feel like to kiss someone?"

Chi Junlin looked up at Yuan Zhaoji, his expression somewhat surprised.

Then, with a hint of mockery in her eyes, she asked, "Zhao Ji... has never tried with anyone before?"

Yuan Zhaoji nodded, blushing.

After a moment's thought, Chi Junlin smiled and said with tender eyes, "Kissing someone you love feels like falling into a sweet spring, like drinking celestial wine... Love is burning, yet you can't stop..."

With a mixture of doubt and shyness, Wan Zhaoji showed a longing expression, along with a hint of confusion.

Chi Junlin smiled and shook his head, saying, "If you don't try it yourself, you can't explain it clearly just by listening to others' descriptions. If Zhao Ji really wants to know, she can try it with someone and find out."

"Will you know after just one try?"

Yuan Zhaoji looked puzzled, yet her expression was hesitant.

She didn't know who she could try with.

But I was also very curious and even longing for it.

Chi Junlin saw what Yuan Zhaoji was thinking, so he rested his chin on his hand and said with a hint of teasing, "If you want to know, why don't we give it a try?"

Yuan Zhaoji was already slightly drunk, and she was stunned with embarrassment upon hearing this.

But then, in a daze, I felt like the women were kissing each other...

It doesn't seem like anything special.

She couldn't help but blush and nod shyly.

Chi Junlin then reached out and grasped Wan Zhaoji's soft hand, then sat down beside her.

The movements were gentle and mild, so that no one felt any aversion to them.

Then Chi Junlin brought his face close, making Yuan Zhaoji feel a burst of hot breath.

She felt incredibly shy and couldn't help but turn her head away.

Chi Junlin then reached out a hand to support her cheek, making her turn her head.

They were so close that they could almost hear each other breathing.

Yuan Zhaoji couldn't help but think that Chi Junlin's eyebrows and eyes were actually quite handsome.

I never realized it before...

Chi Junlin felt that Yuan Zhaoji's breath was as fragrant as orchids, and her lips exhaled sweet scents, making her appear as if she were at his mercy.

She then gently leaned towards the tender red lips in front of her.

Wan Zhaoji felt ashamed, her cheeks flushed, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.

Then my lips felt a burning sensation.

Chi Junlin smelled the delicate fragrance emanating from Yuan Zhaoji.

It's a subtle, elegant quality that comes from being immersed in books for many years.

After a brief, light kiss, their lips parted.

Yuan Zhaoji was short of breath, but felt she could still endure it.

So this is what kissing feels like...

But at that moment, while Wan Zhaoji was lost in thought, Chi Junlin pulled her into his arms again.

"Woo..."

Yuan Zhaoji couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

He gripped the hem of Chi Junlin's clothes with his fingers, applying slight pressure.

She tried to escape, but Chi Junlin held her tightly in his arms.

Like a bluebird caught in a net.

Chi Junlin also grasped her other hand, their fingers intertwined.

The candlelight flickered, and the wax exuded a fragrant aroma.

The light made their shadows appear inseparable, as if they were glued together.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Seeing that Chi Junlin and Yuan Zhaoji had not returned for a long time, the three women lost interest in drinking.

So Jiang Qianju couldn't help but get up and walk towards the study.

As she approached the study, she seemed to hear a strange noise coming from inside.

"Woo... Chirp—Chirp..."

Jiang Qianju found it strange and wanted to go forward to find out what was going on.

From the nearby shadows, a palace maid emerged and greeted her.

"I have met Her Royal Highness, the eldest princess."

Jiang Qianju gave a casual reply, ignoring the palace maid.

He then quickly stepped forward and pushed open the study door.

But Chi Junlin and Yuan Zhaoji were sitting far apart, with their backs to him, as if they had just parted ways.

With her back to the door, Wan Zhaoji blushed deeply, like a child caught stealing candy.

Jiang Qianju was suspicious and was about to speak when she saw Chi Junlin step forward, put his arm around her with a normal expression, and say with a smile, "What? Can't wait? You want to come find me now?"

"you……"

As Jiang Qianju was speaking, she suddenly sensed that the scent on Chi Junlin was off.

She grabbed Chi Junlin by the collar and sniffed her.

The smell felt incredibly familiar.

Could it be Wan...?

Before she could speak, Chi Junlin lowered his head and lightly kissed her lips.

She scolded playfully, "I told you not to bother me when I have important business to attend to. I'll let it go this time, but I'll punish you next time."

Jiang Qianju snorted, revealing an expression that said, "I see through everything."

He then adopted a provocative expression, as if he wanted to say something to Yuan Zhaoji.

But Chi Junlin covered her mouth, preventing her from speaking.

Then Chi Junlin said to Yuan Zhaoji, "Jiang Qianju and I will go back first. Come over as soon as you're done."

Yuan Zhaoji gave a soft "hmm" in a voice barely audible.

Chi Junlin then carried Jiang Qianju and, under her glare, quickly walked out of the study.

At this moment, Yuan Zhaoji was facing away from the doorway, her cheeks already flushed red like blood.

Recalling what had just happened, she felt like she had lost her mind.

How could he possibly be intimate with the Crimson Lord...?

Wan Zhaoji's breathing quickened, and she clutched her clothes, looking somewhat flustered.

But after savoring the memory, she couldn't help but raise her hand and gently stroke her moist lips with her slender, white fingertips.

So this is what kissing feels like...

Indeed... utterly captivated, unable to tear myself away...

But soon, Wan Zhaoji showed an expression of deep shame.

The thought that she had become so deeply addicted to it made her feel utterly shameless and devoid of any sense of decency…

Then, just as Wan Zhaoji finally composed herself...

She was startled to discover the strange sensation emanating from her body.