The Anarchic Consort (1)

262-264

She shook her head and poured another cup of tea for herself.

Baili Jia Jue was by her side, his eyebrows raised: "Are you very thirsty?"

"A little." Helian Wei Wei licked her thin lips. A strange feeling of numbness made her unable to hold up her hands, and she pulled open her skirt revealing her fair skin, her face flushed red.

Baili Jia Jue's gaze deepened and he stopped moving, his eyes narrowed as he looked at her and smiled evilly: "You are..... Trying to seduce me?"

Helian Wei Wei was about to deny it when she felt the wooden chair shake. Baili Jia Jue was already sat next to her, looking down at her, a faint radiance in his dark eyes: "Well?"

He smelt of alcohol and it infiltrated into her breath with his cold breath. His usual clear voice sounded a bit hoarse. Helian Wei Wei guessed that he was drunk.

This posture was too embarrassing. Every cell in her body seemed to feel the breath of his body and shrank slightly...

Helian Wei Wei could not stand the sight of this and turned her head slightly.

He reached out suddenly and gathered her hair that was spread out on the silk pillow, the scent of incense and alcohol landed on Helian Wei Wei's face.

The indescribable heat became more and more powerful, but Helian Wei Wei's mind was still clear and she was afraid that His Highness would misunderstand her current behaviour. It was unfavourable for cooperation of their relationship in the future. Her lips curled and she smiled: " I am just a little hot. Can your Highness ask the servants to come in and bring me a basin of cold water to wash my face?"

"Haven't you already washed your hair? The cold water is in the bath chamber." It was clear from the way Baili Jia Jue spoke he was not giving in.

Helian Wei Wei was not in a hurry and picked up the scroll. As she read she took a few sips of cold tea, as if to say he could go and do anything he wanted to.

Baili Jia Jue looked at her deeply, he was not in a habit of doing things before he cleaned himself. He reached out and loosed the last button of his outer shirt and threw his clothes aside carelessly before he walked into the bath chamber. His slender legs were behind the screen, he seemed to be taking his time.

Without his breath on her, Helian Wei Wei felt less thirsty and was able to relax a little. The feeling that came over her earlier made her feel very uneasy.

She felt like she was in a desert about to die from thirst. When the Third Prince appeared at that moment, she felt like throwing herself into his arms to quench her thirst!

Fortunately, this feeling was not always present, otherwise Helian Wei Wei was in trouble. However, her arms and legs still felt weak.

She took another sip of her tea and suddenly remembered that she would be able to see what the Third Prince looked like after he removed his mask.

The Third Prince had said before that unless the person belonged to him, whoever removed his mask would have only two options, one is death and the other is to enter the palace to be a slave.

Since they have now married, the Third Prince should be unscrupulous to her. Moreover, he can't possibly wear his silver mask to sleep. For someone who was picky about cleanliness, he would not allow that to happen.

It was just like her, who had to wash off the black stuff from her face every night before going to bed so that she can sleep peacefully. Otherwise it would be bad for her skin.

As she thought about these things, she had started to feel better. Helian Wei Wei tried to stand up with a shawl over her.

"Where are you going?" The low-pitched voice rang out from behind her. Helian Wei Wei turned around and saw that the freshly washed Baili Jia Jue had come out. He held a white porcelain wine jug in his hand, and adorned his red robe as he walked out unhurriedly, his body tall and slim.