She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 248: Words of a Savage, Unbearable to Hear

Chapter 248: Chapter 248: Words of a Savage, Unbearable to Hear

The City Lord Residence at noon was still very quiet, nearly half of the people were still resting.

Ji Yuntai rubbed his groggy head and opened his eyes.

He could no longer remember how much he drank last night, only that when he’d laid down, that rascal hadn’t yet.

"Someone, come!" he called out to the outside.

The butler hurried in, followed by a maid holding a tray, who said while entering, "Master, you’ve finally awoken. This sobering soup has been reheated several times already, quickly drink it while it’s hot."

Ji Yuntai propped himself up with his hands on the bed, struggling to sit up, as the butler placed a cushion behind him for support.

After drinking a mouthful of hot soup, his stomach felt warm, and he finally felt much more comfortable.

"Has the commander awoken?" he asked, holding the soup bowl.

The butler shook his head, "Someone went to check, he hasn’t yet."

"And Xiao Brother?" Ji Yuntai asked further, recalling that on a whim yesterday, he and the young brother sworn an oath as sworn brothers.

The butler tried to remember through his vague memory: "Old servant accompanied the master while he sent the commander to rest, then came back and continued drinking with the soldiers."

Ji Yuntai felt inexplicably relieved after hearing that.

He always felt that Xiao Brother’s relationship with Yan Wanqing was out of the ordinary.

...

Sunlight streamed in from the window, shining upon the beauty’s smooth visage, causing her to instinctively raise her hand to block the light, then slowly opened her eyes.

Very tired.

A soreness permeated her entire body, particularly below the waist.

A single arm assertively secured itself around her waist.

The owner of the arm was holding her snugly from behind, his breathing moistening every inch of skin on her neck.

It was fine when she was not fully awake.

After regaining consciousness, Yan Wanqing’s earlobes couldn’t help turning red.

A night shattered, osmanthus fragrantly invading, drifting and sinking under the moonlight.

It was rather uninhibited.

Yan Wanqing thought so, her body trembling slightly.

"Wanwan," a sleepy, soft voice suddenly came from beside her ear, sounding like a fluffy cotton ball, irresistibly inviting closeness.

She had not expected the Crown Prince to sound like this upon waking up.

The difference was quite stark.

"You’re awake?" the large hand moved upwards, "Why not sleep a little longer?"

"Ugh!" Yan Wanqing’s cheeks flushed red as she quickly pushed his hand away, her body struggling: "Let go!"

"I won’t," came the forceful voice, now husky and deep, the physical struggle bringing their bodies even closer, Xiao Pingfeng exhaled a long breath, "Behave... it hurts."

"Shut up!" What was he saying, such lewd words, absolutely unbearable to the ears!

She was unaware of anything last night, having drunk too much and acted on instinct.

But now she was completely sober, and engaging in that kind of activity in broad daylight was something she simply could not do.

Have some shame, thank you.

"Are you... alright?" Noticing her sensitive ears, he deliberately lowered his voice to whisper, unsurprisingly causing her body to tremble in his embrace, his lips curling up wickedly: "Behave~"

Yan Wanqing felt like she was about to melt.

"Get lost, lost, lost!" Pinned tightly in his arms, she had no escape, soon to be conquered completely.

Her face was as blooming as a peach blossom, her eyes watery and pleading, filled with innocence and purity, invoking an irresistible urge to tease her... to tease her even more fiercely.

Xiao Pingfeng, from his superior position, savored the sight before him, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.

"...Wanwan, you’re truly beautiful."

Yan Wanqing’s hands nervously grasped his arms, unsure of what to do: "Don’t..."

"Don’t what?" He pretended not to hear, leaning closer to whisper in her ear.

Yan Wanqing felt like she was boiling from head to toe.

Seeing her shy demeanor, Xiao Pingfeng’s eyes and brows curved slightly: "After so many times, still so shy."

Upon hearing this, a flicker of irritation passed through the beautiful eyes of the beauty.

No matter how many times, one would still feel shy about such things!

As the two found it hard to part from one another, there suddenly came a knock on the door from outside.

"Yan General, are you awake? I’ve prepared a hangover soup for you."

Ji Yuntai’s uniquely gentle voice as a young man penetrated through the wooden door and seeped into the ears of the two people lying on the bed within the room.

Xiao Pingfeng felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

He cursed under his breath with a scowl, "Plague!"

Following him everywhere, truly a plague!

Yan Wanqing, on the other hand, found an opportunity to steady her breathing.

When she heard Xiao Pingfeng’s words, she couldn’t help but smile, "So I’m a ’plague’ for disturbing you?"

Damned man.

Xiao Pingfeng lowered his body, his handsome face displaying a trace of aggrievement, "Wanwan, I still feel awful."

"Even if you’re feeling awful, you better hold it in." Yan Wanqing’s face turned red and then pale.

With Ji Yuntai right outside the door, what would happen if he heard them? Could she even show her face again?

"Tonight, how about tonight?" The man became more daring.

Yan Wanqing was firm, "No." She was covered in red marks from his earlier attentions, sore all over; how could they even consider tonight? How could he even say it out loud?

"If not tonight, then now." Saying so, he pressed down on top of her once more.

The person beneath him paled with fright.

"Alright, alright, tonight!" Yan Wanqing quickly agreed, feeling that this man was capable of anything.

At this moment, Ji Yuntai outside began calling out again.

She glanced towards the direction of the door, her face alternating between red and pale, urgently pushing with her delicate fingers, "I’ve agreed to it, now hurry down and hide."

Xiao Pingfeng, seemingly content, was naturally satisfied.

But upon hearing her urging him to hide quickly, a hint of displeasure arose in his heart.

Feeling displeased made him want to tease her.

No sooner had the thought appeared than he leaned down.

Yan Wanqing was caught off guard as he forcefully pressed down on her head and kissed her fiercely.

After the kiss, the damned man caressed his own lips with his fingertip, longing still evident, "So sweet."

"Get lost—!" Yan Wanqing shouted in a loud, breathy voice.

Seeing the beauty angry, Xiao Pingfeng indeed reined himself in; he quickly dressed and then hid inside the wardrobe.

Yan Wanqing quickly sat up on the bed, put on her clothes, was just about to go open the door, but then went over to the mirror instead.

The person in the mirror had eyes brimming with passion, looking quite odd.

She then moved to the washbasin, not even sure what the water was, and started to wash her face with scoops of the water.

After washing, the burning hotness of her cheeks finally subsided a bit.

However, her composure was still somewhat shaky.

She took three deep breaths, then opened the door.

Outside, Ji Yuntai, clad in white, sat in a wheelchair with a tray on his lap, upon which sat a bowl of hangover soup.

Upon hearing the door open, he instinctively turned his head.

Today, Yan Wanqing had randomly chosen a set of maid’s clothes from the ones hanging on the screen, which included a skirt and top. Her hair, usually flowing freely, was now entirely coiled up in a man’s hairstyle atop her head. Unfortunately, her beauty was such that even in these clothes, she had a special charm. At that moment, Ji Yuntai felt as if the peony blossomed, and an old friend slowly returned home; with one glance, he had settled his heart for life.

"City Lord?" Yan Wanqing didn’t understand why Ji Yuntai was staring silently at her.

Thinking there must be something inappropriate with her appearance, she checked herself over thoroughly, only to find everything seemed just fine. So she asked, "What are you looking at?"

Ji Yuntai snapped out of his daze, his earlobes turning red involuntarily.

"Nothing, it’s nothing." He lifted the tray, "General Yan, your hangover soup."

Yan Wanqing, with someone still hidden in the room, took the hangover soup with one hand and downed it in one gulp.

"There." She placed the bowl back onto the plate after finishing, "Thank you for your concern, City Lord."

"Well then." Yan Wanqing cleared her throat, "I’m still a bit sleepy, I’ll go back to sleep for a while."

After speaking, she drew her feet back inside the threshold, grabbed the door with both hands, and slammed it shut.

A warm body slowly pressed up behind her, and Yan Wanqing instantly tensed.

"You—!"