Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)
Chapter 138: "You’re mine now,"

Chapter 138: "You’re mine now,"

As their eyes locked, a silent communication passed between them, a shared desire burning in their souls. Xiang Yu’s thumb brushed over his lower lip, eliciting a soft gasp.

Han Xin’s heart raced, his body responding to her touch with an electric current of pleasure. "Don’t regret it later," whispered Xiang Yu before pulling him closer careful not to crush his arm.

The waterfall’s deafening roar provided the perfect cover for their passionate embrace. Xiang Yu’s lips crashed against Han Xin’s, claiming his mouth in a fierce kiss. Han Xin responded eagerly, his hand gripping her waist, pulling her even closer.

He could feel the heat radiating from her body, and he could sense the power that lay dormant within her. Their tongues danced, a sensual battle of dominance and surrender. Xiang Yu’s kiss was hungry and demanding, and Han Xin surrendered to his every move.

Xiang Yu’s hand travelled up, his fingers threading through the man’s hair, holding him in place as he deepened the kiss. Han Xin’s lips parted willingly, inviting Xiang Yu’s exploration. The taste of Han Xin’s mouth was intoxicating, a heady mix of desire and surrender.

Han Xin’s Qi flowed intensely; the feeling divine in Xiang Yu’s body. He could feel his hunger growing stronger, his demonic blood lying silently was awakened. He wanted to mark Han Xin, to make him his and his alone.

The urged to take this immortal as his own grew stronger and stronger. He sucked on Han Xin’s lower lip, his teeth nipping gently, leaving a mark of possession. A soft moan escaped Han Xin’s throat, his body arching into Xiang Yu’s touch.

In a moment of passionate frenzy, Xiang Yu bit down on his lip, the metallic taste of blood adding a primal edge to their embrace. Now everyone will know he is taken. No one would dare take his prey unless they wanted to die.

Realising what he was thinking he abruptly pulled away, his breath ragged, eyes dark with desire. Han Xin, dazed and wanting more, leaned forward, chasing Xiang Yu’s retreating lips. He craved the taste of her and the feel of their mouths fused together. Xiang Yu, sensing Han Xin’s greed, smiled wickedly, his thumb gently rubbing the bruise he had left on his lip.

"You’re mine now," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "You won’t be allowed to run away."

Han Xin’s eyes glazed with passion, nodded obediently, his body still buzzing with the aftershocks of their kiss. He licked his swollen lips, tasting the remnants of their passion. As Xiang Yu turned to leave, he froze seeing Han Zhan, Lian, and Mei standing there, their mouths agape, having witnessed the intense exchange.

Han Xin lowered his head feeling embarrassed having been caught, but Xiang Yu stood tall and unapologetic. He smirked at the onlookers, a possessive glint in his eyes. "What are you all staring at?" he said, his voice laced with a teasing tone.

Han Zhan cleared his throat, his eyes darting between the two. "We... we um. We saw nothing. Please carry on."

***

Xiang Yu washed up in the river, the cool water soothing his tired muscles. The camp was a welcome sight after spending so long of a time in the caves. Once he was clean, he sat by the fire and ate some congee, savouring the warmth and simplicity of the meal. The physician examined him and, satisfied with his condition, gave him a clean bill of health.

Feeling the weight of exhaustion, he climbed into the carriage to rest. He barely had time to close his eyes before Lian and Mei entered the carriage. "Master, we were worried about you," Lian said, her voice trembling with relief.

Mei nodded vigorously. "When the Divine Emperor said you were okay, we were less worried, but we still missed you."

"Don’t leave again, Master," Lian added, her eyes pleading as they both hugged him tightly.

Xiang Yu almost lost his balance, the memory of nearly falling when they hugged him in the cave earlier flashing through his mind. He felt like he was going to suffocate to death under their embrace. He gently rubbed their heads, a soft smile on his lips. "You worry too much. I have only been gone a day."

"A day too long," Mei replied, her voice muffled against his chest.

"Okay, okay," he said, chuckling. "Just let me lie down. Your master is tired."

Lian and Mei exchanged glances, each urging the other to speak. Finally, Mei bit her lip and asked, "Master, what you said earlier, did you mean it?"

Lian chimed in, "Are you really with the General?" Outside the carriage, Han Xin was about to call out to Yu Yu when he overheard their conversation. His steps halted, and he listened intently.

Xiang Yu sighed a hint of amusement in his eyes. "He is your master’s man, so from now on, if you need anything, go to him. Now let me sleep and go bother him." He sounded like a tired mother who had found a new stepfather to shoo her kids towards.

Han Xin’s heart raced, a smile tugging at his lips. He pressed them into a thin line, unable to suppress his smile. Inside the carriage, Lian and Mei squeaked in excitement before Xiang Yu, annoyed by their noise, threw a shoe at them.

They ran out of the carriage, bumping into Han Xin. Their eyes, once beaming with excitement, turned serious. They gestured for him to be quiet and grabbed his arm while the other pushed him forward, leading him away.

Han Xin was a little confused as to what was happening now. He found himself seated on a log with the twins Lian and Mei standing before him with determined expressions. Lian held a wooden torch, the flames dancing wildly with the wind, casting flickering shadows on Han Xin’s face. She lifted the torch close to his eyebrows, almost singeing them.

"What are your intentions with our master?" Mei demanded, her voice firm.

Han Xin instinctively leaned back. "Careful with that," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. The sun had long set, and the starry night was cloudless, the moon casting a silvery glow over the camp.

He had never been interrogated before, let alone by two little girls. He was usually the one doing the interrogating. As he pondered his unusual predicament, Han Zhan noticed the scene and walked over, intrigued by the drama unfolding. He sat next to Han Xin, casually taking out a bag of melon seeds.

"What’s going on?" he asked, popping a seed into his mouth.

Baihe happened to pass by, and Lian beckoned him over. "Brother Bai come here. He is going to be your father too, so come, let’s interrogate him together."

Baihe approached, confusion written all over his face. "What father?"

Han Zhan nearly choked on his melon seeds, coughing violently. "Fa-father... What? What do you mean?" he managed to ask between coughs.

Mei explained, "Well, our master is like our parent, so if your cousin is going to marry our master, that makes him our father. What’s so confusing about that?"

Han Zhan’s eyes widened in disbelief. What kind of drama was this? He knew Peng Xiu treated her maidservants well, but he hadn’t realised they saw her as their mother. Han Xin, who hadn’t signed up to be a father of three, arched an eyebrow.

"We are part of the package, all three of us," Lian declared.

Mei, noticing Han Xin’s silence, added, "You kissed our master three times. You have to take responsibility."

Han Xin’s brows furrowed in confusion. Three times? He wondered where the third kiss had come from. Had Yu Yu told them about the kiss in the cave? Lian moved the torch closer, her eyes narrowing. She was just like a little demon ready to torture him to death if he dared say the wrong word. "Are you going back on your word?" she asked, her tone accusatory.

Han Xin raised his hands in surrender. "I want to marry your master, so naturally, I am willing to take anyone that comes with him." Han Zhan coughed even harder his disbelief palpable. His aunt was truly going to kill both of them for this.

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