newbobooks Chapter 295 Hickey
Chapter 295 Hickey
Mu Wanyan: "When you meet Long Yuan, don't believe what he says."
Di Xiuyan: "Well, don't worry, I will definitely turn him into a eunuch."
Seeing that Mu Wanyan fell into a deep sleep, he, as a gentleman, prepared to help Mu Wanyan take off her nightgown.
Although the weather was cool, he was afraid that she would be too hot.
But when his hand reached her neck, Di Xiuyan discovered that Mu Wanyan's body was very hot.
"So you have a fever. That's why you didn't wake up even though we made so much noise just now?"
Di Xiuyan stood up and fed her a pill. "I'm not a beast, I'll spare you today. But if you want your fever to go away, you must take off your clothes."
He looked at Mu Wanyan's beautiful little face and smiled wickedly, "Since you call me Brother Xiu Yan, I have the obligation to help Yanyan cool down. I can't leave you alone."
He ordered the maid to fetch a basin of cold water and put a soft handkerchief in it. After sending everyone away, he began to help Mu Wanyan unbutton her clothes openly.
"Yan Yan, Yan Yan, wake up, wake up quickly." His eyes were as pure as those of a high monk, without any lust.
He just wanted to wake her up and let her watch how he helped her cool down with a towel.
Mu Wanyan: "Hmm? Brother Xiuyan?"
She finally slowly opened her eyes, but her head was still groggy and she had a headache.
She muttered, "Why are you taking off my nightgown? Don't you think you don't like women?"
Di Xiuyan: "Because Yanyan has a fever."
Mu Wanyan was still half asleep and half awake, "Oh, so that's how it is."
Seeing that she did not refuse, Di Xiuyan felt even more proud and gently placed the towel on her forehead.
Then it didn't stop, the little thing had a high fever and its body was too hot.
He must help her cool down in every way.
Seeing her being obedient, Di Xiuyan's breathing became heavier. "Yan Yan, thank me quickly!"
Mu Wanyan opened her eyes and was a little surprised to see Di Xiuyan using a handkerchief to cool her down. She felt something was strange, but couldn't tell what was wrong.
I had a severe headache, my cheeks were red, and I was extremely embarrassed. "Brother Xiu Yan——"
Di Xiuyan: "Be good, you have to say thank you to me!"
Mu Wanyan felt a little aggrieved, but couldn't tell where she felt aggrieved. She pouted and said, "Thank you, Brother Xiuyan."
Di Xiuyan: "Well, you're welcome."
It feels great, incredibly great, just to see her conflicted and bewildered expression.
"Does your head still hurt? Is it feeling better?" He placed the hand holding the handkerchief back on her forehead.
Mu Wanyan was already in a daze at the moment, and nodded mechanically, "It hurts, it hurts my head."
The corners of Di Xiuyan's handsome lips curled up slightly, "It's okay, it will be fine once the temperature drops. I'll help Yanyan get another basin of cold water."
Mu Wanyan: "No, no, no need to help me cool down anymore."
She was sober for a moment, "I...I...men and women should not touch each other, I can't ruin the reputation of the Emperor's son."
Di Xiuyan was as gentle as ever, "It doesn't matter if I suffer a little. Reputation is nothing compared to saving people."
Mu Wanyan was once again fooled by his righteous expression, and said to him in a daze, "Thank you...thank you, Brother Xiuyan, you are such a good person."
Emperor Xiuyan: "Be good, this prince has always been kind."
After that, he picked up the towel in his hand again, hiding his expression under his sparse eyelashes, "Come, Yanyan, I will help you cool down again."
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The next day, when Mu Wanyan woke up, her high fever had subsided and she had already changed into comfortable and clean clothes.
Thinking of the remaining memories of last night, her face couldn't help but blush. She subconsciously looked at Di Xiuyan's master bed and found that he had left without knowing when.
"Why is Di Xiuyan acting a little weird in this soul-leaving dream?" Mu Wanyan finally realized that something was wrong.
She said to herself, "He used a cool towel to cool me down last night. Was that real? Or was it a dream?"
He shook his head and touched his lips. They were a little swollen and painful, as if someone had bitten him.
She panicked and quickly ran to the mirror. Mu Wanyan was so shocked that she couldn't say a word.
I saw her neck was red and blue, all covered with... kiss marks? No... I can't do that, right?
Mu Wanyan's eyes widened. "He kissed him? Di Xiuyan?"
This, this, this... Not only on the neck, there are a lot of them on other parts of the body as well.
Mu Wanyan: "Isn't he not interested in women? Maybe I am wrong?"
She had been making excuses for her gentle, kind, and upright brother Xiu Yan, "I must have made a mistake. He was so good to me and such a gentleman. I can't wrongly accuse a good man."
Having said that, her eyes turned to a maid who came in to serve her.
"Mammy, I have something to ask you." Subconsciously, she wanted to take out some banknotes from her sleeve as a reward, but when she felt around, she found her sleeves were empty.
She could only pull out the wooden hairpin on her head and hand it to the maid, "Who helped me change my clothes last night?"
The maid was a little disappointed when she took the hairpin, but she was lying anyway, so she lied to her with a clear conscience: "Miss, I helped you change your clothes last night."
She smiled and said, "The prince just helped you wipe your face with a towel. The rest of the night was taken care of by me."
Mu Wanyan was a little skeptical and pointed to the kiss mark on her neck, "Then... this...?"
The old maid blushed, and without even thinking, she began to make up a story for her young master: "It was also done by this old servant."
Mu Wanyan: "Huh? What did you say?" Auntie, please speak nicely and don't disgust me.
The maid rubbed her hands and laughed, "The young lady had a severe fever last night. I felt sorry for you and was careless when I took the handkerchief, so I hurt your snow-white skin."
She continued to make up the story: "It's all my fault. I was too harsh."
Mu Wanyan let out a long sigh, "I see. In this case, Wanyan has to thank mother-in-law."
Madam: "Miss, you are too kind. You are the young master's guest, and it is my duty to take care of you."
After she finished speaking, seeing that Mu Wanyan completely believed her, the old nanny began to flatter her young master again.
"He is a god-like man, approachable and not interested in women. For so many years, he has not even had a concubine."
"He is a man of integrity and without airs. Even when a servant was injured, the prince would bandage our wounds himself."
Mu Wanyan nodded and looked at the old lady with admiration, "Brother Xiuyan, you are really kind."
Mammy: “Who says it’s not?”
After everyone left, Mu Wanyan stared at the red mark on her neck in a daze, and a beautiful smile appeared in the mirror.
"Not a single word of his words are true. He is indeed a loyal servant raised by Emperor Xiu Yan."
"I'm not an innocent little girl, can't you see the kiss marks and scars?"
In fact, she originally believed the maid, but the maid became more and more outrageous later on, and even said that the red marks were caused by her scratching with a handkerchief. Could Mu Wanyan believe it?