Chapter 406 - 178: Adolescent Yearnings

[Why so restless? Even the Clear Heart Talisman can’t calm him down.]

Worried that Yun Wanye might be targeted by the system, Yun Wanqing etched the Clear Heart Talisman and left a trace of spiritual power inside it to provide timely support.

The spiritual power can sense Yun Wanye’s physical condition.

Unexpectedly, he was able to trigger the spiritual power in the middle of the night and startled her awake.

Suppressing her frustration, Yun Wanqing closed her eyes to sense Yun Wanye’s situation.

[Hmm, second brother doesn’t seem to be in danger. More like he’s burning with desire.]

[The Clear Heart Talisman can dispel all deceptive powers, meaning second brother isn’t deceived, he’s doing it voluntarily.]

[...]

After a moment of frowning contemplation, Yun Wanqing suddenly realized, blushing involuntarily.

[Alright, I forgot something important. At his age, second brother is just starting to awaken.]

[He’s likely experiencing an instinctual impulse.]

[Ugh, at this time of night, could it be a spring dream or something else?]

[As long as he’s not in danger, I’ll leave him be and go back to sleep.]

The agitation of the spiritual power was suppressed, and Yun Wanqing closed her eyes once more.

She could never have imagined that her second brother was not having a spring dream but instead sneaking into someone’s boudoir under the cover of night, being quite the rogue.

Similarly, Yun Wanye would never have thought that his secretive act had been detected by his little sister.

When the Princess’s soft, gentle hand brushed against him, his body shivered, filled with excitement, his breath abruptly becoming heavy.

His lips slightly parted, the youth gasped, his restrained voice sounded pained, with an indescribable allure.

"Princess, touch it~"

Boom~

In Mo Zhaozhao’s mind, it was as if something exploded, her lips quivered slightly, and in an instant, she reached out in a panic, as if electrified.

The palm she touched felt as if it was ablaze, scorching her so much that she couldn’t sit still, unsure of what to do.

Mo Zhaozhao was on the verge of tears, almost scared to tears.

In all her years, she had never been so teased, nor had she ever encountered such a thing, leaving her unsettled.

"Let go of me..."

Seeing her frightened like this, Yun Wanye hesitated slightly, then reached out and firmly embraced her, gently comforting her by her ear, his voice thick with desire.

"Don’t be afraid, Princess. If you don’t want to touch, don’t touch. I won’t hurt you."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes, striving to calm the restlessness of his body.

Unfortunately, despite his efforts, with closed eyes, the sweet scent in the air became even clearer, intensively stimulating every nerve.

Desire not only didn’t subside but grew even stronger.

No, it can’t continue like this, he’ll lose control!

The youth took several deep breaths, pushing back the affection and reluctance in his heart, using all his willpower to detach her from himself.

Finally separated, Mo Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief, her taut nerves gradually relaxing.

Turning her head, she saw him slightly closing his eyes, his exquisite and stunning features blushing unnaturally, yet even more captivating, dangerously beautiful.

Mo Zhaozhao swallowed hard, her throat moved involuntarily, every cell in her body screaming to kiss him.

How strange, when he approached her, she was anxious and scared, when he behaved, she couldn’t resist wanting to be close to him, taking advantage.

Her gaze was too intense; Yun Wanye couldn’t pretend not to notice even if he wanted to; the fire of his desire suppressed only slightly, flared up again.

Scorching his entire being to the point of explosion.

In a flash, the youth opened his eyes, his body like a fierce tiger, quickly pressing her down onto the bed.

Mo Zhaozhao never imagined things would suddenly turn out like this.

She blinked and raised her eyes to him, seeing his hot and dark gaze, seemingly perilous.

Even his breath was heavy and scorching, hitting her face, feeling as if she was about to catch fire, creating a wave of heat.

"Princess, don’t blame me, you brought this on yourself..."

He tried to resist, but her gaze was so longing and adoring, he was no saint, how could he bear it?

"You..."

Just as she opened her mouth, her lips were firmly kissed shut.

His kiss was urgent and fierce, Mo Zhaozhao had no idea how to fight it.

The next instant, a slightly rough hand touched her she was holding something dangerous in her palm.

"Touch."

Half an hour later.

Mo Zhaozhao lay within the sheets, crying in utter grievance.

Of course, that was just one of the reasons she cried, the most important thing was, being teased like that, if word got out, how could she face anyone in the future?

Might as well just hang herself to death.

"Princess, I’ve already wiped you clean three or four times, it’s incredibly clean now, there’s no need to cry, right?"

"Also, you really don’t have a bed, why don’t you believe it?"

Yun Wanye sat beside her, looking at her with a mixture of amusement and headache.

Hmph, liar.

Mo Zhaozhao glared at him, only feeling more embarrassed, continuing to cry.

Sigh...

Yun Wanye sighed, never imagining that the Silly Princess, who was about his age, was still so naive, entirely ignorant of such matters.

If it weren’t for the incident, she would soon be getting married, yet no one taught her about these things.

Well then, let him teach her personally.

"Princess, today’s gift hasn’t been given to you yet, stop crying, come see the gift I brought."

He chuckled mischievously, leaning over to embrace the Silly Princess, gently wiping her tears and kissing her at the corner of her lips.

Upon hearing about the gift, Mo Zhaozhao glanced at him, "Hmph, I thought you’d forgotten."

She had thought today would only be about being bullied, no gift at all.

"How could I? Without a gift, how would I cheer the Princess up?"

He kissed her again, then took out something wrapped in red cloth from his arms and handed it to her, looking a bit roguish.

"What is it?"

Mo Zhaozhao took it, her heart full of curiosity.

"You’ll know once you open it."

He raised his eyebrows, replying lazily.

"Mysteriously secretive."

Seeing him like that, Mo Zhaozhao’s curiosity grew, she muttered quietly, unraveling the red cloth in a few moves.

After peeling away the red cloth, she discovered it was a blue-covered book, instantly losing interest, tossing it aside and complaining.

"I hate reading. Why did you give me a book? I’d rather have Zhang Jinji’s Eight Treasures Milk Cake."

Zhang Jinji’s Eight Treasures Milk Cake is really delicious, couldn’t find another store in the Capital.

Hearing her foodie remarks, Yun Wanye felt an amused feeling.

"It’s not a book, you won’t believe me until you open it."

"Alright."

Mo Zhaozhao frowned, reached for the book thrown aside, flipping it open casually, her face instantly turning crimson.