The Beloved Imperial Consort Chapter 171
Mu Xi Yao was greatly impressed. Boss, you really don’t lose out. You may admit defeat with your words, yet you firmly hold onto the benefits that should be yours. This man…was indeed cunning.
She felt a chill against her bosom. Although she clung tightly to Zong Zheng Lin’s chest, trying to shield herself in a manner that fooled no one, this intimate position only added to her discomfort. The sound of their intertwined breaths made Mu Xi Yao’s body feel somewhat weak.
“Your Highness, it’s cold.” In reality, it wasn’t cold at all; the temperature in the room was perfectly comfortable. It was simply that Mu Xi Yao wasn’t used to being naked, in contrast to Zong Zheng Lin, who was fully clothed and still maintained a dignified appearance.
“Jiao Jiao can lean closer, Bendian will provide warmth for you.” Placing his palm on the woman’s bare back, Zong Zheng Lin felt the softness and smoothness beneath his hand. He simply held her there, sighing deeply. “Jiao Jiao, why are you so delicate?”
The little woman’s body was lovely, with her waist just so, partially exposed, bathed in a sensual glow. Zong Zheng Lin’s soft kisses fell on the side of her neck, his eyes deep and blazing. Looking down from the nape of her neck, he saw an enticing curve. The deepest part of Mu Xi Yao’s back was buried in the dress she had yet to remove and was gathered at her waist. With careful observation, one could vaguely make out the woman’s pert derriere and the most enchanting crevice at their center.
Precisely this state of being half-concealed and half-exposed ignited an intensive and unbearable desire. “Jiao Jiao, let Bendian take a look.” Right as Zong Zheng Lin’s words fell, his hands tore her skirt and garments and with a surge of his internal force, the woman’s porcelain-white body dramatically revealed before his eyes.
Startled by the man’s brusque actions, Mu Xi Yao immediately cried out, “Your Highness, you mustn’t.”
Since her sixth month of pregnancy, Zong Zheng Lin had exercised restraint, never again allowing her to be completely naked. When overtaken by desire, he would only remove her upper clothing, waiting for Mu Xi Yao to attend to him in other ways for some slight relief, unwilling to let her become overburdened.
Suddenly breaking the prohibition frightened Mu Xi Yao so much that she tightly hugged his back, not daring to let the man proceed any further.
She thought that teasing Zong Zheng Lin, even if the consequences were severe, would only result in doing this and that for Boss. She didn’t object to these familiar intimacies between them. However, when it came to genuine intimacy, Mu Xi Yao dared not take the risk. After all, the child’s safety was above all.
Sensing the woman in his arms tremble slightly, feeling fearful, Zong Zheng Lin suppressed the fervor stirring beneath him, softly consoling her beside her ear, “Simply can’t resist. Bendian cannot bear to hurt my darling.” As he spoke, he caressed her full, pert derriere, his fingers teasingly sliding towards the center.
Already highly sensitive, the woman couldn’t withstand Zong Zheng Lin’s techniques and within a few breaths, she succumbed to his advances. The man’s slender fingers playfully moved back and forth in her most intimate parts. Mu Xi Yao’s face turned a deep shade of red, her tender moans captivating.
“Mmm, Your Highness~” As if on the verge of losing consciousness, Mu Xi Yao panted, calling out. Waves of warmth spread across Zong Zheng Lin’s chest, and despite the barrier of his robe, it still made his lower abdomen tense.
“Jiao Jiao, the spring dew is wet and slick, truly enticing.” Mu Xi Yao’s unique body scent that arose when she was aroused intensified. Zong Zheng Lin felt an unstoppable impulse in his chest and abdomen as if the woman before him could cast a Gu spell1, confusing him into actions he knew were wrong, but he still stubbornly chose to be intimate with her at this moment.
In a dazed state, Mu Xi Yao only felt her small hand being guided down the man’s body, slipping in from the edge of his brocade robe. Merely grazing his underclothes, she could already feel Zong Zheng Lin’s rigidly upright searing firmness.
“Hng~” The hardness in her hand involuntarily throbbed, jerking twice. It was so scalding Mu Xi Yao’s mind was thoroughly engulfed in disarray. Her eyes were brimming with desire, as deep and fluid as the spring, while her vibrant red lips opened and closed in soft moans.
Zong Zhen Lin’s pride swelled to its limit. The slightest touch from Mu Xi Yao’s hand pushed him to the edge, leading to pre-cum seeping out. “Hurry, Jiao Jiao. It’s painfully swollen.”
Even someone as cold-blooded as Zong Zheng Lin had no choice but to beg for intimacy upon encountering demoness Mu.
Every lovemaking with Mu Xi Yao was laced with unbearable torment. This desperate eagerness that could not wait often made Zong Zheng Lin sigh; his once-prized self-control seemed utterly ineffective with this woman. He felt like a young lad consumed by a sole desire to thrust.
Mu Xi Yao simply followed his words with a clouded mind and directly grasped the man’s hardness. She reveled in the pleasure Zong Zheng Lin brought her while attending to the man, whose phoenix eyes had turned red with passion, with alternating pressure.
Finally finding relief from his desire, Zong Zheng Lin divided his attention to quicken his movements. In just a moment, he felt his hand suddenly soaked by a wave of spring dew, as Mu Xi Yao could no longer withstand the stimulation and reached her peak all too soon.
He lowered his gaze to look upon the woman before him, who was quivering softly, her eyes unfocused as she held her neck high. At this moment, Mu Xi Yao appeared particularly fragile, drawing out a feeling of tenderness and affection.
“This endearing appearance is for no one else’s eyes but Bendian’s.” Zong Zheng Lin guided her small hand in a swift, steady rhythm. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his voice became hoarse. As he gazed upon Mu Xi Yao, with her back arched and her fullness prominently raised, his phoenix eyes gleamed with unbridled intensity.
Mu Xi Yao was still lost in the sensual tide aroused by Zong Zheng Lin. But now, her hand, clasped by the man who seemed to have lost control, felt a slight pain. Upon regaining her senses, she saw the man was impeccably dressed on the outside, yet the condition underneath told a different story.
Knowing that this manner of stimulation wouldn’t bring him to the climax, Mu Xi Yao steeled her heart and decided to end this slightly deviated intimacy early.
Zong Zheng Lin was anxiously seeking relief from his desire, yet Mu Xi Yao’s subsequent actions aroused him so much that his body involuntary tensed up, and intermittent, muffled groans and low growls escaped from deep within his throat.
He saw the little woman kneel on the carpet, completely lifting his robe, and teasing with a seductive glance, she daringly burrowed inside. Afterward, a sudden warmth and tightness enveloped him, making Zong Zheng Lin clench his fits tightly. His phoenix eyes were almost entirely closed, the wild torrent of desire within them was astonishingly intense.
As he looked down and saw the rising and falling outlines under the hem of clothes, Zong Zheng Lin’s heart swelled with tender affection. The pleasure beneath him ravaged the soul and gnawed at the bones, while waves of deep emotions flooded his heart.
Imagining Mu Xi Yao’s lush red lips beneath his clothes, Zong Zheng Lin felt blood boiling throughout his body, his desire burning once again.
“Jiao Jiao, Jiao Jiao…” This subconscious call was the most clear sign of the man nearing his climax.
Upon realizing that the man above her was nearing a crucial moment, Mu Xi Yao felt a tingling numbness throughout her body. She swallowed and licked fiercely, while her hands skilfully massaged and teased his sacs, intending to make Zong Zheng Lin find his release and attain pleasure.
“Jiao Jiao, stop your hands.” If he continued to let her have her way, he risked surrendering prematurely, which was something he was most reluctant to accept. Even if his lust was slaked, the intense heat in his heart would persist, impossible to soothe.
Having finally seized this opportunity to be intimate with Mu Xi Yao, how could he simply wrap things up hastily and let this temptress go after one time, allowing her to revel in having his pride as a man at her whim?
Zong Zheng Lin suppressed his last bout of fervor, and using two fingers to lightly press a spot on her body, he halted Mu Xi Yao’s movements. After taking a moment to steady his breath, he slowly helped her up to her feet.
Mu Xi Yao stared with wide eyes in utter disbelief.
Zong Zheng Lin! To think that this man would restrain her at such a moment. In the realm of intimacy between men and women, could there be anyone more shameless than the Sixth Highness?
Although rolling in the sheets with the boss right now was essentially a scene from an adult action film, Mu Xi Yao had never anticipated it evolving into a full-blown, action-packed production. This content belongs to thehlifestyle.com, if you see this translation elsewhere, it’s been stolen!
“Jiao Jiao, you’ve enticed Bendian for quite some time. Do you really think that just one time would be enough to dissipate all the pent-up frustration?”
From the moment she made a stunning entrance into the grand hall, Zong Zheng Lin acknowledged he was entertaining improper thoughts. By the time they were in the room and Mu Xi Yao deliberately teased him, these thoughts had already become unstoppable.
“If you insist on provoking, then be prepared to attend well.” After saying this, he carried her into the inner chamber, laid her on the bed on her side, and held her from behind.
“The delicate nectar is too irresistible. Jiao Jiao, grant Bendian; just a slight touch would suffice.” His words couldn’t be more explicit. Mu Xi Yao’s ears burnt with embarrassment and her entire body flushed a pink in an instant.
“Your Highness becomes ever more shameless.” Her long, slender legs were pressed together by the man as he held her hips and moved intensely between her two legs.
“Agh!” Mu Xi Yao’s entrance was occasionally grazed by the man; the shape of his firm and engorged heat could be easily discerned. The sound of Zong Zheng Lin’s low muffled groans filled her ears, and his thrusts, which were hovering on the brink without fully entering, provoked continuous tremors in her, causing her to let out soft cries.
“Stop~Your Highness, Qie feel uncomfortable.” What kind of discomfort it was, she was unable to describe.
Zong Zheng Lin was stirred by Mu Xi Yao’s delicate cries. He sensed the arousal in her voice, and adjusted his position, intensifying his assaults on her tender spot.
“Jiao Jiao, bear it. Come with Bendian.” His words were spoken with heavy breaths in an attempt to sooth. Zong Zheng Lin lost control when another wave of her nectar drenched his manhood. He thrust violently between her inner thighs, and within a short time, he sucked on her earlobe, trembling as he held her, coming to his release.
Mu Xi Yao had barely caught her breath when she glanced down to find Zong Zheng Lin’s hand climbing towards her chest once again. Annoyed, she kicked her foot back, landing a blow on the shin of the man behind her, causing him to groan in pain.
“Your Highness!” Has this man forgotten that there was still a banquet ahead? Was he really planning for everyone to just sit around, witnessing the two of them walking out with faces marked by the afterglow of their intimacy, making themselves a laughingstock?
“You could at least try to control yourself, and watch the time.” Mu Xi Yao said with a pout, as she reached behind to tickle him.
“Jiao Jiao becomes quite fiery after getting satisfied.” Zong Zheng Lin, having calmed his breath, gently kissed the top of her head before letting her rise.
Mu Xi Yao was exhausted all over. She managed to sit up but was unwilling to exert herself further, seeking only to find a spot to lean on for support.
“Your Highness was overly wild. Qie is worn out from all the exertions. Dress Qie.” Mu Xi Yao coquettishly demanded, stretching her arms out toward the man propped up on his elbow beside her. That arrogant appearance of hers was utterly charming to Zong Zheng Lin.
He held her in his arms, placing her on his lap. After a series of passionate caresses, it took quite some time before Mu Xi Yao was finally tidied up properly.
It was only when she found her hair bun had come undone, with strands falling over her shoulders, that she furrowed her brows in dismay.
When it came to combing hair, Mu Xi Yao had some basic skills. She particularly excelled at twisting braids and securing her hair in high ponytails. However, she found styling her hair into an updo to be a difficult task. How could she possibly create elaborate hairstyles without being able to see the back of her head? Mu Xi Yao didn’t think she had such talent.
If she were to summon someone…This scene would virtually confess itself, a brazen display of debauchery in broad daylight, laden with traces of scandalous liaison.
With no idea what to do next, Mu Xi Yao shifted the responsibility onto Zong Zheng Lin, looking expectantly at the Sixth Highness as if to imply, ‘After having your fill, it’s only right you deal with the aftermath, isn’t it?’
Zong Zheng Lin’s lips curled up as he watched her playing the fool. Without any bit of hesitation, he directly called Mo Lan into the room, frightening the person who had just acted so pitifully into quickly hiding behind him.
How can she be seen in this state?! Mu Xi Yao was so infuriated she twisted his arm hard. Zong Zheng Lin, this scoundrel, had no shame, and now he had dragged her into suffering embarrassment in front of others as well!
Translation notes:
[1] Casting a Gu metaphorically could imply that a person may have a mysterious, enchanting, or manipulative influence over others, akin to casting a spell or bewitching them. It is used to describe a person’s irresistible allure or the way they deeply affect someone’s emotions.
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