allonlinenovel Chapter 176 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh
Chapter 176 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh
After going out to play for three or four days in a row, Jiang Xiyu felt like his whole body was about to fall apart. But Yuan Huan seemed to have inexhaustible energy and would come looking for him every time. If he didn't go, that bastard would act up.
Finally, it rained that day. Jiang Xiyu lazily huddled in her palace, not wanting to see anyone.
Yuan Huan knew that Garuda was avoiding him, so he simply went to find the deer that Garuda had hunted a couple of days ago.
He figured the young emperor's hands and feet were cold, so this deer blood would be perfect for him. He served it to him while it was still hot.
As Jiang Xiyu passed by the outer hall, she happened to see him carrying a bowl. She frowned and was about to turn away from him.
The eunuch tried to stop him as usual, but knew he couldn't.
Yuan Huan entered the hall without any hindrance, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, I have come to claim the prize from that day's archery contest."
Jiang Xiyu stopped in his tracks. Seeing that everyone in the hall had their heads bowed, he suddenly turned around with a cold face and asked, pretending that nothing was wrong, "What prize?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the chief eunuch.
The chief eunuch understood, and after leaving with the eunuch, he closed the door.
With the sound of rain blocking his view, Yuan Huan said, "Your Majesty, are you perhaps trying to renege on your promise? I cannot obtain it, and I cannot sleep at night."
Jiang Xiyu gave a mocking scoff.
They didn't ask for anything the other day, but today they've found an excuse to come and bother me.
Jiang Xiyu tossed his robes and sat on the daybed, leaning his arm against the low table, and said with a casual smile, "I want you to have sleepless nights."
Yuan Huan knew that this was his usual way of torturing himself, so he wasn't annoyed. He gently placed the deer blood on the kang table.
Jiang Xiyu glanced at the scarlet liquid in the bowl, then pressed her finger to her nose in disgust and asked, "What is this?"
Yuan Huan sat down opposite him with his legs bent, and said casually, "This is deer blood."
As he spoke, he pushed the bowl further towards Jiang Xiyu and said, "This is a gift I prepared especially for Your Majesty, a token of my sincere gratitude."
Jiang Xiyu didn't look at it, only saying, "It's really bloody."
The eunuch respectfully brought over the tea, and Yuan Huan waited until they put the things down and left before saying, "This is good stuff; it's good for His Majesty's health."
"I am in good health and do not need to drink these. You should keep them for yourself, Your Highness." Jiang Xiyu picked up the hot tea and gently blew away the rising steam.
Yuan Huan followed suit, scraping and blowing on the food, saying, "Your Majesty's hands and feet are too cold; drinking this will be good for your health."
Jiang Xiyu took a sip of hot tea, and as the warmth slid down his throat, he confessed, "I don't like drinking blood."
Yuan Huan assumed he disliked the smell of blood, so he put down his tea and explained, "This doesn't smell bad; I've already ordered someone to take care of it."
Jiang Xiyu was still unwilling and refused, saying, "I don't want it, you drink it."
"Your Majesty wouldn't need a spoon to drink this, would you?" Yuan Huan said with amusement, his roguish air resurfacing.
"I cannot drink it," he sighed. "If I drink it, I fear I will be consumed by lust, and if Your Majesty does not save me, I will be in dire straits."
Listening to this nonsense, Jiang Xiyu felt that Yuan Huan had become increasingly unrestrained in his speech lately.
He was somewhat displeased, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he smiled and teased Yuan Huan, saying, "The fire is already burning like this. Are you afraid if it gets a little hotter?"
"Your Majesty, I am terrified." Yuan Huan looked at him with a mocking gaze, his tone extremely ambiguous.
Amidst the rising steam from the tea, Jiang Xiyu said nonchalantly, "You weren't afraid when the arrow grazed your head that day, so why are you afraid of this little bowl of deer blood?"
Yuan Huan said slowly, "Lust is a knife that hurts more than an arrow."
Before Jiang Xiyu could speak, he continued, enunciating each word clearly: "What I like most is this kind of pain."
When the two of them talk, there are mostly jokes and even more flirting.
No matter what he said, Yuan Huan would always steer the conversation toward lust, as if afraid that others wouldn't know his true intentions.
Jiang Xiyu frowned, then suddenly sneered and said, "Then you, young master, are truly born to enjoy this twisted fetish."
“Isn’t Your Majesty the same?” Yuan Huan countered, adding, “Your Majesty and I are the same kind of people, so we should both like each other.”
“You’re wrong,” Jiang Xiyu denied. “I don’t like pain. I just like watching others suffer.”
“Then Your Majesty can watch me suffer.” Yuan Huan’s mouth was dry, and he didn’t bother with any elegance. He drank the hot tea in the bowl in one gulp, and then sighed and advised, “Your Majesty, please do me the honor of having a couple of sips.”
Jiang Xiyu still showed no intention of drinking.
Yuan Huan watched as the man twirled the jade ring on his long fingers, the red mole on the back of his hand exquisite and beautiful. His breathing slowed slightly, but he did not look away. He said, "If Your Majesty would be so kind as to accept the prize, then I will not accept it."
Jiang Xiyu glanced at him and said with a smile, "Even if I don't give it to you, you won't get it."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Huan's gaze swept meaningfully towards his waist.
If you don't give it to him, he'll just take it by force.
Jiang Xiyu calmly let him look her over, knowing what he meant in his eyes. After a moment of silence, she reached out to pick up the bowl of deer blood.
He held the bowl close to his nose and smelled it, finding that there was indeed no strange smell.
Jiang Xiyu touched the bowl to her lips, looked up at Yuan Huan, and asked in a calm voice, "Was it poisoned?"
Yuan Huan looked at his lips, which were reddened by the deer blood, and rubbed the cup with his fingers slightly, saying playfully, "Highly poisonous."
Jiang Xiyu then took the bowl of deer blood, poured some into Yuan Huan's empty teacup, and glanced at him, indicating that he should drink it.
Yuan Huan smiled with a sigh, then picked up his teacup and drank it all.
Jiang Xiyu then slowly began to drink.
Although the deer blood had been processed, it still had a faint bloody taste. Jiang Xiyu frowned and swallowed it, and the heat began to spread from his lips and teeth, then slowly warmed up his limbs.
Not long after drinking it, Jiang Xiyu felt a light sweat on her body and a strange, tingling heat lingering in her heart.
He couldn't help but reach out to wipe the sweat from his neck, hoping to use the coolness of his hands to relieve the burning sensation under his skin. Unexpectedly, his hands also became unusually hot.
Jiang Xiyu suddenly looked at Yuan Huan, and tugged at his collar with some anxiety.
Yuan Huan shifted his legs, feigning ignorance of his reaction, and asked, "Does Your Majesty feel warm?"
Jiang Xiyu's face flushed red. He casually wiped the sweat from his neck, brushed aside the hair covering it, and looked at Yuan Huan with a questioning gaze.
How can this deer blood make you sweat so much?
Not only that, it also made him feel very warm inside.
Seeing this, Yuan Huan got up and walked to his side, saying softly, "If Your Majesty feels hot, it is because this deer blood is working. You will feel better after you sweat it out."
As he spoke, he reached out and brushed Jiang Xiyu's hair, which had fallen over her shoulder.
Jiang Xiyu glared at him, her voice slightly hoarse, and said, "The young master drank it, yet he seems perfectly fine."
Yuan Huan said in a low voice, "I drank too little, it had no effect."
The shadow overhead slowly pressed down.
Jiang Xiyu felt his body getting closer, and the heat emanating from Yuan Huan seemed to emanate even through his clothes without any physical contact.
So Jiang Xiyu leaned to the side, trying to get away.
The next moment, Yuan Huan pressed his hand even more brazenly onto his shoulder.
As the arm pressed down, Jiang Xiyu felt the aggressive force intensify.
Jiang Xiyu felt as if his earlobes were about to be dampened by some heat, forcing him to turn his head away. After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yuan Huan, how dare you..."