Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Untitled Part 65

The Jing Prince wasn't good at such things, and reading over it was extremely strenuous. However, he was very serious in his efforts and didn't give up. Doing it is better than not doing it in the end. Every time he did would be another chip in his hand. This diligence also matched his nature.

After working for several days straight, the Jing Prince finally relaxed a little.

He sat there silently, enjoying the rare moment of leisure. A bunch of words suddenly appeared in his mind. He thought that he must have misremembered, turning towards the book shelf and taking out a book.

Opening it, the small slip of paper was still between its pages.

His jade-white hands grasped the paper, and rubbed its edges with his fingers while his face was apathetic as usual.

One corner of this palm-sized slip of paper was already crinkled, clearly having been rubbed many times by someone.

The Jing Prince stood silently for half a moment before putting it back inside the book.

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That night, the Jing Prince arrived at the western pavilion.

Because the Jing Prince came quite late, the pavilion doors were already closed.

The Jing Prince stood unmoving, and shot Eunuch Fu a glance. Eunuch Fu honestly walked up on the spot, pulled up his sleeves and started knocking on the door.

He knocked for a long time before the doors were finally opened.

"Why did you close the pavilion doors so early?" scolded Eunuch Fu.

Chun Lan took a while to realize who was standing there before kneeling down with a thump. Apart from saying "this servant deserves death", she didn't dare say anything else. She naturally didn't dare point out the lateness of the hour.

The Jing Prince had already stepped inside the pavilion.

Xiao Hua had already heard the commotion and gotten up. She was awoken while still blurry from sleep by Ding Xiang, who said his highness had come. She had thought it was a dream, and before she was fully awake she got pulled off the bed. Before she could finish putting on her clothes, the Jing Prince walked in.

"Highness." Xiao Hua could only drape a shirt over herself and lower herself in a half squat as a salute.

The Jing Prince raised his hand a little and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Ding Xiang and Chun Lan both didn't dare to move. Only when Eunuch Fu gave them a glance did the two of them follow him out.

The room grew quiet. Xiao Hua glanced at the Jing Prince who was sitting on the bedside, and saw that he sat there silently and expressionlessly without looking at her. Towards the prince's habits, Xiao Hua had already long gotten used to them. However, it was still hard to cover up the restlessness in her heart. She had told herself she needed to find some shelter, but after being left hanging repeatedly the drive had faded.

Who was willing to stick their warm face to a cold butt?. However, circumstances trumped personal feelings. Xiao Hua didn't forget her own situation. She forced a smile and quietly said: "Highness, do you want this servant concubine to help you change and wash up?"

The Jing Prince gave her a glance and didn't make a sound. Only when Xiao Hua was about to call Ding Xiang to prepare water did he say a single phrase: "Already washed." Xiao Hua secretly snuck a glance at him.

He was wearing a casual purple robe and his white jade crown, appearing to be dressed in his everyday clothing. His hair was also tidily combed, not seeming like he had washed up at all. Furthermore, why would he not go to sleep after washing up, and instead run all the way over here?

When this thought crossed her mind, Xiao Hua mocked herself on the inside. He's here to sleep of course!

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua blushed a bit.

"Then this servant concubine will help you change."

The Jing Prince didn't say anything and glanced at her with hidden depths in his eyes as he stood up.

After changing, it was time to do what was supposed to be done.

The two of them lay on the bed. Xiao Hua didn't have time to consider how to take the initiative yet before the Jing Prince already moved over impatiently. She really didn't want to use this word to describe it, but compared to the past, the Jing Prince truly seemed a little impatient this time.

The Jing Prince also didn't have any fancy moves. He would always go straight for it every time. With careful observation, one could even make out the clumsiness within his actions. Under such circumstances, the girl would naturally not feel good. This Xiao Hua still understood. But since she was serving this weirdo, this master who appeared to not know what he was doing, she didn't dare make any requests of him.

She did her best to relax her body as much as possible, allowing her to get past this initial juncture. Having served the Jing Prince so many times, she was quite experienced.

Looking at the eyes that seemed half asleep and the apathetic looking face above her, Xiao Hua realized that she rarely saw the Jing Prince make any other expressions. Even under such circumstances, when she could clearly feel his movements getting harder and harder, his face would still be without expression.

Did he feel good or not? Xiao Hua really couldn't tell.

But she really didn't feel good!

She bit her lips and curled up a little, which was followed by her being pressed even tighter. Wave after wave, making her unable to even catch her breath.

Seeing his face still without expression, Xiao Hua suddenly felt wave of determination in her heart.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed herself completely against him. She blew a breath of air into his ear and lightly took a bite.

The arms around her waist gripped even tighter.

Xiao Hua decided since she did one thing she might as well do another and stuck the tip of her tongue out to give a little lick. Seeing the Jing Prince not make any moves to stop her, she grew bolder and bolder. She left the earlobe, and wandered down towards his jaw.

Only when she kissed it did she realize she had been a little impetuous, but it was too late for regrets. She could only brace herself and keep going.

After a few more times, the breathing by her ear had gotten heavier and heavier, boiling, burning and engulfing the tip of her ear, making her unable to resist shivering a little. Therefore she felt even more regretful. Just as she was considering whether or not to stop, her cheek was suddenly lightly pecked, after which her chin was raised and her cherry lips were held between his.