PFC Chapter 163 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh
Chapter 163 Unruly, Ruthless, and Cunning Prince (Gong) VS Debauched, Insane, and Sickly Emperor (Sh
"Your Majesty is truly enjoying yourself."
As Yuan Huan walked in, he saw the young emperor wearing only his undergarments, with a graceful figure standing beside him.
He frowned abruptly, his gaze unconsciously sweeping over the dragon bed. Seeing that the bedding wasn't too messy, a certain string in his heart inexplicably relaxed. However, he didn't relax for long before his cold eyes caught sight of the woman almost pressed against the young emperor, and Yuan Huan's gaze immediately sharpened.
Li Qingluan trembled pitifully in fright, and immediately looked away in a panic, even feeling as if she wanted to hide behind His Majesty.
The Prince of Kitahara's gaze was too sharp and too fierce, and the murderous aura emanating from him almost made her afraid to breathe.
She didn't understand why the prince was looking at her like that, as if she had done something heinous.
Therefore, Li Qingluan had no choice but to slowly move closer to the person beside her.
Jiang Xiyu didn't look at her. Although he was somewhat surprised by Yuan Huan's sudden intrusion into the bedchamber, he didn't show it on his face. He just looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Your Highness has frightened my beauty."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Huan's gaze became even more audacious, as if he wanted to stare straight through something.
Li Qingluan was terrified; her hands, gripping her clothes, turned white. Hearing His Majesty's words, she quickly feigned weakness and said, "Your Majesty, I...I'm a little scared. Why is the Crown Prince looking at me like that..."
Just as she was speaking and trying to throw herself into the emperor's arms, that chilling voice suddenly sounded behind her again, along with that cold, piercing gaze, forcing her to stop moving.
“Your Majesty, I am guilty, but I do have important business with you.” Yuan Huan shifted his gaze without changing his expression and said, “Please dismiss all irrelevant people, Your Majesty.”
He emphasized the words "irregulars" very heavily.
Jiang Xiyu smiled enigmatically, remained silent for a moment, then raised his hand to signal them all to leave.
Li Qingluan gathered the clothes, feeling somewhat unwilling to leave just like that.
She raised her head, revealing her slender, delicate neck and tender skin, and whispered, biting her lip, "Your Majesty, let me help you change your clothes before you leave. I am truly worried about Your Majesty's health. If you catch a cold, I will be held responsible."
Yuan Huan sneered, "Your Majesty, the matter is urgent."
Li Qingluan's red lips trembled with anger, and she called out coquettishly, "Your Majesty..."
Jiang Xiyu said calmly, "You may leave. I will summon you again later."
Li Qingluan then softly agreed. Reluctantly, she placed the emperor's clothes on the couch, bowed her head, and followed the eunuch away.
After everyone had left, Jiang Xiyu looked at Yuan Huan, then suddenly coughed and said, "Young Master, come here."
That tone was like it was covered in icing sugar, carrying an unspeakable coaxing.
Yuan Huan walked over without hesitation, his gaze never leaving Jiang Xiyu.
He looked at the young emperor's long, slender neck and thin, frail shoulders. The whole person seemed like a piece of clear, transparent Xuan paper on the imperial desk, appearing both thin and elegant.
Despite having the same body as him, she inexplicably seemed more beautiful than a woman.
Yuan Huan had this idea from the moment he walked in and saw it.
He felt this even more strongly when there were women standing next to the young emperor as foils.
Yuan Huan had never touched a woman or seen a woman's body. In the military camp, he mostly encountered physically strong men.
His soldiers had mentioned it to him before, saying that the courtesans in those brothels were all voluptuous and incredibly supple, but Yuan Huan was not interested in any of it.
The things that interest him in this world are all exceptionally fierce, but none are as delicate and fragile as this, yet always contain something alluring.
He was both curious and puzzled.
It's really killing me.
Yuan Huan thought bitterly.
Why be curious about a man's body? What does the little emperor have that he doesn't have?! He's just a little fairer, a little thinner, and a little better-looking than the average person, right? Why did you hide for so long, only to rush over in such a hurry when you heard he was spoiling women?
Can he spoil her? Her skin looks even more delicate than a woman's.
Yuan Huan cursed himself inwardly, struggling to control his scrutinizing gaze. The restlessness that had subsided a few days ago was now burning again.
With fair skin, black hair, and rosy lips, she seemed like a beautiful jade stained with a lustful color in Yuan Huan's eyes. This jade aroused his desire. He had never been with her before, but even if he had, he shouldn't have been with this person.
Yuan Huan was not interested in men, but at this moment, because of the young emperor's beauty, he felt lust for men's bodies.
Unaware of anything else, Jiang Xiyu opened her lips and said to him again, "Your Highness, come closer."
Yuan Huan took another step closer, his face expressionless.
The two were still quite far apart, as if he were something untouchable.
Jiang Xiyu was truly helpless and said, "Your Highness, come before me."
Yuan Huan stared intently at him, and after a moment, walked up to him.
A faint fragrance wafted into his nose; the scent was very subtle, yet Yuan Huan found it extremely sweet.
He suddenly realized that he was too close to the young emperor; from any angle, it looked as if he were holding the young emperor in his arms.
Yuan Huan had to take half a step back. From beginning to end, the only thing that didn't change was the way he looked at Jiang Xiyu.
Jiang Xiyu felt that the expression was just like that of Garuda, who pounced on him in the palace for the first time—deep, sharp, and full of the bestiality of hunting.
He wasn't afraid; he simply raised his arm lazily toward Yuan Huan.
Yuan Huan looked down at his gesture, which seemed to be asking for a hug, and her breath caught in her throat.
Jiang Xiyu lowered his eyes and said, "No matter how urgent the matter is, it should not be more important than my health. Since they have withdrawn, I will have to trouble the Crown Prince to help me change my clothes."
Yuan Huan's temples twitched slightly.
Jiang Xiyu lifted his eyelids to look at him, and after a long while, sighed and said, "Never mind, I will call someone in."
Should we call someone in?
Yuan Huan gritted his teeth and replied expressionlessly, "I will give it a try."
After saying that, he stepped forward and picked up the clothes on the couch.
Jiang Xiyu turned her head slightly and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.
The perfume on the clothes had become tainted with the scent of women's cosmetics. Yuan Huan frowned in disgust and said, "Your Majesty, why does the perfume on your clothes smell so awful?"
Jiang Xiyu asked with amusement, "How does it smell bad?"
"The flavors are too mixed."
Jiang Xiyu turned her head away from him, smiled slightly, and after a long while, said very softly, "Does the young master know what kind of behavior he displayed today?"
Yuan Huan paused.
Jiang Xiyu quipped, "Like concubines vying for favor in the imperial harem."
Yuan Huan was stunned, and when he realized what was happening, his face turned completely dark.
He seemed unable to bear it any longer and threw his clothes onto the couch, as if he didn't want to do it anymore.
Jiang Xiyu asked quietly, "Why are you angry again?"
"Why am I angry?" Yuan Huan turned to look at him, casually forcing a smile and said, "Your Majesty is mistaken, I am not angry."
"Then why did you throw my clothes away?" Jiang Xiyu coughed again, looking pitiful. "Did you want me to freeze to death?"
Upon hearing the cough, Yuan Huan picked up the clothes from the bed and said to Jiang Xiyu, word by word, "Your Majesty, I will assist you in changing your clothes."