The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 168 - 167: How Dare He Treat Her Like This

Chapter 168: Chapter 167: How Dare He Treat Her Like This

Xiao Jinyan had drunk a bit too much, his arms propping up the bed, but lacking strength in his hands, he gazed down at the person beneath him, surrounded by a faint, familiar fragrance at the tip of his nose.

"Your Highness, please get up first, you’re pressing down on me, I can’t...," she gasped for air.

His lips met softness...

The remaining words were all blocked by Xiao Jinyan, rendering her unable to make a sound.

Xiao Jinyan’s hand went limp, and his whole body fell again, coincidentally touching the girl’s lips, the faint scent of Peach Blossom Wine now even more intense than before.

The drunken mind was somewhat numb, struggling to discern whether he had consumed Peach Blossom Wine or was savoring a jelly infused with peach blossom fragrance.

Sweet, soft, and delicious.

"Mmm..."

Shen Chuwei’s eyes widened, the intimate touch of their lips too close to ignore, a sensation unfamiliar.

She froze for a while before realizing what was happening, her hands pressing against his chest, attempting to push him away.

Before she could exert force, the person above moved; she thought he was going to stand, but instead, he grabbed her wrists, pinning them to either side.

The kiss deepened further.

Shen Chuwei’s mind seemed to hit the pause button, unable to react for a while, with only one thought repeating in her head: Xiao Jinyan kissed her~

As a modern girl, she found it commonplace to see other couples kissing, but it was a different story when it happened to her.

A kiss on the cheek and a kiss on the lips were entirely different matters.

From initial awkwardness to self-taught expertise, it was altogether a different experience and feeling.

Men, in this regard, seemed to be able to teach themselves.

The strong aroma of alcohol made her, who had also been drinking, feel slightly intoxicated.

Shen Chuwei felt as if there was a tiny deer in her heart, thumping so loudly she could blush just by listening.

Was Xiao Jinyan drunk, not in his right mind, surely mistaking her for another woman, thus making moves to share her bed?

"Xiao Jinyan, look carefully, I’m not Lady Liang, nor am I anyone else, you’ve got the wrong person."

In desperation, Shen Chuwei, with a flushed face, lifted her foot and kicked toward Xiao Jinyan’s stomach. Her strength had always been much greater than that of an ordinary person, and this kick sent Xiao Jinyan tumbling off the bed.

An almost inaudible whisper, "Little Nine..."

Shen Chuwei did not hear it.

There was only a "bang," as Xiao Jinyan hit the floor, uttering a muffled groan.

The drunken Xiao Jinyan, sobered up quite a bit by the sudden fall, lay looking at the ceiling, still somewhat in disbelief that he had been kicked off the bed by Shen Chuwei.

He closed his eyes, recalling the kiss, a sense of it being unfinished.

Shen Chuwei’s heart skipped a beat, pulsing rapidly, "It’s over, I’ve actually kicked the Crown Prince off the bed."

She propped herself up to sit on the bed, pulling her clothes together, then saw Xiao Jinyan lying stiffly on the floor in as much disarray as one could be.

Shen Chuwei watched him lying motionless, wondering if he could have been killed by the fall.

Her face turned pale with fright as she rushed over, kneeling beside Xiao Jinyan to shake his arm violently, "Your Highness, this concubine didn’t mean to kick you, please wake up?"

"This concubine truly didn’t mean it, it was an instinctual response."

Xiao Jinyan, eyes closed, listened to Shen Chuwei’s voice filled with sorrow and didn’t know whether to feel angry or amused.

Were you crying now?

Hadn’t you kicked quite forcefully just now?

"Your Highness, this concubine had no other choice."

Shen Chuwei said while patting Xiao Jinyan’s face gently, noticing no response; she hastily grabbed his hand to feel his pulse and was relieved to find no serious issues.

Yet, from the pulse, his heart was beating rapidly, his body in an excited state.

It didn’t seem like he was drugged.

Could he have been hurt from the fall?

Suffered a brain injury?

While such incidents did occur, with some people becoming foolish or amnesiac after falls, even more severe cases resulted in death.

Xiao Jinyan, a martial artist, wouldn’t be fatally injured by a fall.

Terrified, Shen Chuwei held his exquisitely beautiful hand, "Your Highness, would a kiss be enough to make amends? Please, don’t let there be any serious consequences."

Xiao Jinyan coughed lightly, "Cough, cough..."

Then, he slowly opened his eyes; from this angle, her delicately featured little face appeared all the more attractive, her wide eyes full of panic.

Now you know fear?

Your kick had shown no mercy before.

Shen Chuwei, seeing Xiao Jinyan awake, wiped away non-existent tears, asking cautiously, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

Xiao Jinyan retorted, not providing an answer, "What do you think?"

His voice, though frail, still carried his authority.

Hearing his nearly breathless voice made Shen Chuwei feel extremely guilty and terrified.

"This concubine didn’t mean to kick you, Your Highness. You’re a generous person, please don’t take it to heart, alright?"

Xiao Jinyan looked at her regretful expression, "Help me up."

"This concubine obeys," said Shen Chuwei as she grabbed his arm, helping him up from the ground and then supporting him to sit on the bed.

The fall had made Xiao Jinyan’s stomach churn, indeed causing discomfort, but thanks to his martial training from a young age, he wasn’t so frail against tumbles.

But such a direct fall was certainly painful.

Shen Chuwei watched Xiao Jinyan for a while, "Your Highness, have you sobered up? Do you recognize who this concubine is?"

Xiao Jinyan’s gaze remained coolly fixated on Shen Chuwei, his teeth clenched tightly, "Even if you turn to ash, I would recognize you."

A chill ran down Shen Chuwei’s spine – how deep must one’s grudge be to remember someone so vividly?

She mustered a smile, "There’s no need for Your Highness to remember me so well, I’m not worth such remembrance."

Xiao Jinyan coldly asked, "Why did you kick me?"

"Your Highness, you were drunk, mistook me for someone else, and... In a moment of urgency, this concubine injured Your Highness. It was an accidental misdeed."

Shen Chuwei started off sounding confident, but her voice grew fainter as she spoke.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Xiao Jinyan’s tone suggested a hint of helplessness, "I didn’t mistake the person."

Confused, Shen Chuwei asked, "Then why did Your Highness act that way toward this concubine just now... Your Highness was drunk, perhaps tonight’s dishes were to blame."

She remembered there were two dishes on the dinner table that could enhance a man’s vigor.

Xiao Jinyan could be certain that there was nothing wrong with tonight’s dishes and the wine, otherwise, she wouldn’t have felt nothing at all.

Although he was drunk, his rational mind was still present, and he knew exactly what he had been doing.

So, unintended attraction really did exist.

The quieter Xiao Jinyan was, the more anxious Shen Chuwei felt, fearing she may have truly incited his enmity.

"Your Highness, allow this concubine to undress you for rest," she said, as the anger from waking had mostly dissipated.

As Shen Chuwei spoke, her hands already reached out, less deft than before; perhaps due to either fear or being out of practice from not doing it for a while.

Xiao Jinyan silently watched Shen Chuwei untie his belt, the proximity allowing him to admire her small face, blushing prettily, his gaze drifting past her pert nose and settling on her tender lips.