1novels Chapter 134 Not Some Serious Rabbit
Chapter 134 Not Some Serious Rabbit
Xiao Yue trembled with rage, pointing at Anar: "You...you have no shame!"
"What is shame?" Anar tilted her head, her face sincere. "In our grasslands, if you like someone, you should say it out loud. Hiding it is called being a coward."
She paused, then added with a smile, "Princess, you like Marquis Yongning, right? But he doesn't like you~~"
Xiao Yue's eyes instantly reddened. She glared fiercely at Anar before riding away.
"...Why did you have to offend her?" Su Qingrun looked at Anar with a complicated expression.
"So what if I offended her?" Anar asked nonchalantly, taking the water pouch and drinking a sip herself. "Do you like her?"
As she spoke, she shoved the water pouch back into Su Qingrun's hand.
"drink."
Su Qingrun looked down at the water bag.
There was still a bit of her lip rouge stuck to the opening of the pouch.
He remained silent for a long time, then raised his hand and took a sip.
In the distance, Jiang Jingchen silently turned his gaze away, pretending not to see his cousin's worthless appearance.
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Su Yaoyao watched this scene from afar, laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.
"Your Highness," she tugged at Xiao Chenyuan's sleeve, "look at my brother's ear, it's practically bleeding."
Xiao Chenyuan followed her gaze and saw Su Qingrun frozen in place, while Anar chattered incessantly beside him.
He smiled slightly: "Your Excellency has met your match."
Su Yaoyao blinked: "Was it like this when Your Highness first met me?"
Xiao Chenyuan looked down at her, his gaze darkening.
"I was there before him," he said, "so early that some people don't even know it."
Su Yaoyao was taken aback: "What?"
Xiao Chenyuan did not answer.
He reached out and tucked the stray strands of hair that had been ruffled by the wind behind her ear, his fingertips gently brushing against her earlobe. He lightly kissed her cheek, then reached for her lips.
"Wow, there are so many people!" Su Yaoyao turned her head.
Although she was shameless, there were quite a few old men around, and she didn't want to put on a live sex show for them.
Xiao Chenyuan pulled her back into his arms, his voice lowering slightly:
"Don't move."
"What's wrong?"
"There's someone there."
Su Yaoyao immediately became alert and followed his gaze—
On the sloping side of the mountain forest, Xie Yuzheng reined in his horse and stood under an old pine tree.
He looked like he had just finished chasing prey, still holding his bow, but for some reason he stopped in place, his gaze fixed in this direction. His expression was obscured by the distance of several dozen feet.
He remained silent for a moment, then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, spurred his horse, and turned to leave.
The young general on horseback had a rare look of loneliness about him.
Su Yaoyao opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end she just sighed.
"Your Highness," she poked Xiao Chenyuan's chest, "you did it on purpose."
"Yes," Xiao Chenyuan admitted without hesitation.
Su Yaoyao: "..."
Fine.
The sound of horses' hooves rang out again.
Ashina Lie rode up on horseback, carrying a golden cage in his hand, inside which was a snow-white rabbit.
"Miss Su," he said with a hearty laugh, "I just found this little thing by the edge of the woods, thinking that you might like it."
He handed over the cage, his amber eyes brimming with unbridled enthusiasm.
Before Su Yaoyao could refuse, Xiao Chenyuan had already spoken.
"Thank you, Your Highness." His voice was calm. "I accept this on behalf of Yaoyao."
Ashina Lie raised an eyebrow: "This is a gift for Miss Su!"
"I know," Xiao Chenyuan lowered his eyes, taking Su Yaoyao's hand into his palm. "I'm keeping it for my wife. Does the First Prince have any objections?"
Their eyes met, and sparks seemed to fly in the air.
Su Yaoyao sighed.
She reached out and took the rabbit cage.
"Thank you, Your Highness." She smiled. "You're very cute."
Ashina Lie's eyes lit up.
"However," Su Yaoyao handed the cage to Chuntao behind her, "I already have one in my household."
She paused, then looked up at Xiao Chenyuan.
"That one is fiercer; it bites."
Xiao Chenyuan looked at her.
Su Yaoyao blinked and smiled slyly.
Ashina Lie: "..."
He always felt that the "biting rabbit" that Miss Su mentioned wasn't a proper rabbit.
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The group entering the forest gradually dispersed.
Xiao Chenyuan rode his horse eastward, and Su Yaoyao leaned against him, playing with his hair in her hands.
"Your Highness."
"Um."
"With so many people fawning over you today," she looked up at him, "is Your Highness going to be jealous?"
Xiao Chenyuan remained silent for a moment.
"I won't come," he said. "So I'll just have to bear it."
He lowered his head and gave Su Yaoyao a light bite on the neck.
"Ouch! You bit me again. Aren't you trying to learn not to be jealous?" she said, covering her neck.
Xiao Chenyuan remained silent for a moment.
"...You've wasted your time learning it."
Su Yaoyao burst out laughing.
Xiao Chenyuan, however, seized the opportunity to crack his riding whip.
The black horse neighed and galloped into the woods.
The wind howled.
Su Yaoyao leaned against him, swaying back and forth from the rocking motion.
The man's arm was wrapped around her waist, as steady as an iron hoop, yet his breath sprayed onto her neck, hot and making her mind wander.
"Your Highness," she suddenly said, "you...you bumped into me."
Xiao Chenyuan paused.
"……No."
"Yes." Su Yaoyao turned around and deliberately leaned closer to him, "Your Highness... you really have a lot of energy."
Xiao Chenyuan's Adam's apple bobbed.
After a long pause, he said in a muffled voice, "Riding a horse."
"What's wrong with riding a horse?" Su Yaoyao smiled like a fox. "Your Highness can ride while..."
Before he could finish speaking, a kiss silenced him.
Xiao Chenyuan lowered his head and kissed her deeply and urgently, with a hint of punishment in his voice. The horse was still running, jolting her so that she was pressed against his chest, their lips and teeth entwined, filled with his scent.
He didn't let go until she couldn't breathe.
"We'll talk about it when we get back." He pressed his forehead against hers, his voice hoarse.
Su Yaoyao was dizzy from his kiss, but still stubbornly asked, "Is Your Highness admitting defeat?"
Looking at her flushed face, Xiao Chenyuan said, "You're such a vixen!"
He pulled her closer to his arms and urged his horse to run even faster.
Snowflakes flew, obscuring the two figures that were pressed together.
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At the edge of the crowd, a figure in crimson leaned against the carriage, seemingly indifferent to everything.
Helian Qing pulled out a short flute from somewhere and lazily began to play it.
The flute's melody was melodious, carrying an exotic tune, like the wind in the desert, like camel bells under the moon.
The noisy hunting grounds suddenly quieted down a bit.
Many people turned to look at him—this man, though male, possessed an indescribable charm and elegance, even the way he played the flute seemed to bewitch people.
But his gaze pierced through the layers of people and landed on the fiery red figure not far away.
Her expression was obscured by the thin veil.
All I could see was the crimson beauty mark at the corner of his eye, trembling gently in the sound of the flute.
Su Yaoyao seemed to sense something and turned around to look.
He had already put down his piccolo and waved lazily at her, like a casual greeting between friends.
Su Yaoyao did not respond.
She only felt that Xiao Chenyuan's grip on her hand tightened a little more.
"Princess," Mu Yun urged his horse forward, "there are many people around today, so we must not act rashly."
Helian Qing remained silent.
He gazed at the two horses leaning against each other in the valley, and at the two intimate figures on the horses.
a long time.
"General Mu Yun," he said.
"exist."
"Tell me, how stupid does someone have to be to know they can't have someone, yet still be unable to let go?"
Mu Yun remained silent for a moment.
"I don't know," she said softly. "I only know that those who can't let go aren't necessarily stupid."
Helian Qing did not speak again.
She didn't know anyone was watching her.
She had no idea that the epiphyllum earring she had forgotten was now pressed against someone's heart, through clothing, through flesh, through an insurmountable chasm.
It burned painfully.
—Let's wait a little longer.
He said to himself.
But what can you do once you get there?
The wind rustles through the treetops.
No one answered.