Free Web NovelChapter 1948: Chapter 474: The Price of the Spell—Growing Old Together (Part 4)
As Yun Ya took the final step, she suddenly felt a little scared and a little excited, every hair on her body stood up, yet at this moment, Yan Song suddenly stopped all movement, tightly holding her in his arms.
"Not now."
"Why?" Yun Ya’s voice carried a sob, not knowing if it was because she had stayed too long in the bathroom, or why, her nails scratched his back, "I want it now...."
Yan Song patted her back gently, speaking softly: "Do you really want our first time to be in such a place? It wouldn’t be a good memory, and your body needs more care, I don’t want you to suffer."
Although his explanation somewhat convinced Yun Ya, she still refused to yield, and Yan Song patiently comforted her. Heaven knows how hard it was for him to endure, but he feared most of all hurting her.
"As long as I’m with you, anywhere would be my most beautiful memory, Brother Yan, I want to belong completely to you, only to you." As Yun Ya spoke, she lost herself in emotion, cupping his face and kissing every part.
"Don’t reject me."
In the end, Yun Ya did not get her wish. She cast a resentful glance at Yan Song. Yan Song smiled and tapped her nose, "Are you that willing to give yourself?"
"Then you’d better never touch me again." Yun Ya huffed, for when a woman gets angry, she can be a terrifying creature. Yan Song chuckled helplessly.
At this moment, there came a knock on the door, and Yun Ya called out, "Xiao Nan?"
Two more knocks came rhythmically.
Yun Ya opened the door a crack, and Xiao Nan handed in a set of clean clothes.
Ten minutes later, Yun Ya opened the door and walked out, her long, wet hair draping over her, a long dress trailing on the ground, like a water sprite, her beauty enchanting, captivating to the soul.
Yun Ya raised her lazy eyebrows slightly, and Xiao Nan immediately lowered his eyes, feeling that at this moment, the Princess was incomparably beautiful.
As Yun Ya walked out of the room, Butler Ziyu greeted her with a smile, "Princess...."
Yun Ya adjusted her shawl, speaking indifferently, "Everything is as Mother wished, you can go back and report."
Butler Ziyu raised his eyes to scrutinize her carefully, unable to discern any emotion, but the charming color between her brows was distinctly captured by him, and he thought that the master’s plan had indeed succeeded.
Yet deep in his heart, he felt a bit of pity; the Princess like this, was perhaps a bit aggrieved.
"The Princess has been wronged, the Princess should go back and rest."
Yun Ya hummed softly and left with grandiosity.
Butler Ziyu touched his forehead, sighed, and returned to report.
A woman hurriedly approached, bumping into Yun Ya at once. Yun Ya frowned slightly, retreating a step without changing her expression.
"Who’s this, walking without eyes...." She looked up and saw Yun Ya, her arrogant face stiffened.
"Turns out to be the Princess, sorry." Her attitude lacked sincerity, her demeanor was hurried, frequently looking behind Yun Ya.
Yun Ya raised an eyebrow, "Miss Weiwei, where are you hurrying to?"
Gan Wei’er was about to say something when she suddenly realized that Yun Ya’s room was on the east side, so why was she coming from the west, which was the only way to Young Master Lorde’s room.
Gan Wei’er carefully examined the girl in front of her. After a bath, her entire body emitted an intoxicating fragrance, dressed in a pure white, light gauze long dress, delicate and graceful, with a light blue shawl draped over her shoulders, appearing lazy and alluring, each smile and frown bewitching.
Gan Wei’er’s sharp eyes caught a conspicuous red mark on her fair, delicate neck, instantly understanding what it meant, as a terrifying thought brewed in her mind, could it be...
No...
She suddenly stepped back, her cheeks turning pale.
With a smile, Yun Ya took a step closer: "Miss Weiwei, are you feeling unwell? Why do you look so pale?"
Such a smile in Gan Wei’er’s eyes was clearly a display. She thought of the previous rumors that the Queen had her eye on Lorde and wanted the Princess to marry him. What woman wouldn’t be tempted by a man like Lorde? The opportunistic Princess naturally was no exception. Could it be that all her efforts were in vain, becoming this woman’s advantage?
She hoped she guessed wrong and said in a low voice, "Young Master Lorde is about to leave, I came to see him off."
"What a coincidence, Young Master Lorde has already left."
"How do you know?" Gan Wei’er’s voice was somewhat sharp.
Yun Ya replied with a half-smile, "Because just now... I was with him."
"Boom!"
Thunderstruck.
Gan Wei’er’s eyes widened, her fists clenched tightly, her heart screaming insults, yet she forced a strange smile, "The Princess was just... with Young Master Lorde?"
