Chapter 4

Her breathing was slightly rapid, her petite chest rising and falling, as if she were struggling to restrain something

His arm and long sword flew out like that, crashing onto the floor with a loud noise

"Is it..." Feng Wuyan could not bear to look away, "Is it an elephant?"

He smiled and repeated once more: "Shall I carry you to another room?"

Feng Wuyan was momentarily stunned upon hearing this. "Is it written in the book?"

He said softly: "The first time witnessing murder and bloodshed, one may want to release the fear within, to do something provocative; this is nothing to be concerned about, just follow your heart's desire. I am right here."

He looked at her ink-black hair, a smile forming in his heart. Feng Wuyan was like a mirror, possessing a strong ability to learn; whatever enthusiasm he had, she reciprocated without hesitation or concealment, expressing her passion straightforwardly through her actions: if placed among the noble families of the Bi clan, she would be qualified to be a woman of the Bi clan, possessing equal capabilities... Yet, at that moment, it did not feel so. In retrospect, it seems that something was lacking in the satisfaction of last night, lacking the unprecedented stormy passion of the first time, as if one might die in bed at any moment from the madness. She was indeed qualified to be a woman of the Bi clan, possessing equal capabilities... Yet, at that moment, it did not feel so. In retrospect, it seems that something was lacking in the satisfaction of last night, lacking the unprecedented stormy passion of the first time, as if one might die in bed at any moment from the madness. Is nostalgia always the most beautiful?

Covering her was a soft silk quilt, just like every night on the ship, there was no fragrance in this cabin... Yet now, a strange scent surged into her perception: oddly, this scent was both unfamiliar and intimately familiar to the core...

Include him as well

At that moment, she did not even think and simply flashed him a brilliant smile, as if that smile carried all the joy in the world

People say that the Bi clan before Jin Bi were savages, has he reverted to his ancestors

Zhong Lian quickly tidied up the table, approached the bedside, and was about to cover her with a quilt when Feng Wuyin suddenly asked: "What books do you read to the elderly at your master's home?"

Feng Wuyan suddenly recalled that among the concubines taken by the founding monarch of Jin Bi, there was one who was a princess from the previous dynasty, while the other six were all women from the Bi clan, any one of whom could go out to battle. This was quite astonishing in the eyes of the Jin people, but during his campaigns, the founding monarch indeed fought alongside the concubines of the Bi clan.

A couple of days ago, he had a conversation with the Emperor about going to sea once he comes of age. As far as the eye can see, it is all royal land, but the sea is unfamiliar to Jin Bi; he is very interested... Indeed, since he became aware, his father the Emperor has told him that in the future, he would only be a prince at best. As a prince, if he wants to expand his territory, he must venture out to sea, and the unknown and novel world of the sea is too alluring for him... Now, he is being told that he will become an emperor in the future, and it is best for him to obediently ascend the throne, then after a few years of success, retire to meet the founding emperor? Yes, since he became aware, his father the Emperor has told him that in the future, he would only be a prince at best. As a prince, if he wants to expand his territory, he must venture out to sea, and the unknown and novel world of the sea is too alluring for him... Now, he is being told that he will become an emperor in the future, and it is best for him to obediently ascend the throne, then after a few years of success, retire to meet the founding emperor?

Almost immediately, a faint glow of fire darted through the cabin corridor, and as the masked figure in black appeared at the door, his silhouette was fully outlined.

Some matters, when the time comes, should be decisively resolved. There are certain words that Zhong Lian does not speak, and she will not take the initiative to ask. For instance, when she goes to request this bowl of medicine, Zhong Lian never stops her, which indicates that Long Tianyun intends for matters to be resolved in this way. Furthermore, Zhong Lian will specifically accompany her down the corridor to another room to sleep alone, yet she never encourages her to share a bed with Long Tianyun, as Zhong Lian is well aware that Long Tianyun has grown accustomed to sleeping alone after indulging with women.

Without the hidden hand of the Emperor, only the Empress harbors such thoughts; she would not bring anyone to their demise

"Master Long, do not joke with me!" Feng Wuyan took a deep breath and looked at him seriously, "I was almost killed, and I have the right to know the reason. How did you discern that he wanted to kill me?"

There is no need to follow Li Yong and the others to investigate the background; I have a clear understanding. Yan Ben, you are their leader. When your subordinates encounter trouble, do you know what to do next

She stared at him intently, her chest rising and falling continuously, as if the breath in her heart was difficult to catch, requiring her to take deep breaths just to stay alive. She noticed that his gaze was drawn to her chest, and although she tried to suppress the shy impulse to look away, she could not help but feel a wave of heat throughout her body

Since you are aware, I will not inquire further

Do not be afraid," he whispered once more, his breath enveloping her once again. He did not intend to make a sound, yet these two words escaped him unexpectedly

She finally turned from the severed arm on the ground to look at him. "Are you going to torment him?"

Long Tianyun, upon hearing this, turned to look at her. She was staring intently at the severed arm on the ground, her eyes filled with anxiety, as if she had been greatly frightened

In my childhood, when I was hurt, my mother would say to me: "Don't be afraid, just lick it and it will be fine." She expressed her confusion, "It was clearly a long time ago, yet I remember it vividly."

Good eye. Have you seen it?" Long Tianyun said with a smile

Zhong Lian was waiting outside, accompanying her into another room to assist her with a brief wash. Her body bore only slight red marks, which was not due to Long Tianyun's excessive caution, but rather her own constitution. The appearance of being tormented to the point of having numerous red marks was completely impossible, and fortunately so, as it spared her the embarrassment in front of Zhong Lian

Feng Wuyan turned her head curiously to look at the river surface, ignoring the noise around her. The boats on the river were still moving, but their speed had slowed considerably. Faint sounds of bargaining reached her ears, as if someone was selling goods on the shore. Dim lights reflected the night scene of the river as seen through her eyes

Feng Wuyan was taken aback and said, "Alright." At such a moment, it was also awkward to mention her habit of sleeping alone. She retreated to the inner side of the bed

Feng Wuyan let out a sound of surprise. Her intention was not to inquire about Long Tianyun's family matters, although she was indeed somewhat curious. However, at this moment, she was merely engaging in casual conversation with Zhong Lian. It is somewhat embarrassing to say that throughout this journey, the person who had accompanied her the longest was Zhong Lian. The presence of a woman on the ship made her feel at ease, yet due to her personality, she found it difficult to get close to others.

The emperor will weep bitterly at the passing of the empress, yet will shed no tears at the departure of a favored concubine

Is this kind of happiness all orchestrated by men? Her voice was fragmented, yet it emphasized: I can take what I want myself

Under such "intimidation" and indoctrination, Long Tianyun had long since solidified his ambitions. The Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace is an unparalleled beauty since the establishment of the Jinbi Dynasty. A few days ago, an old eunuch privately mentioned that the previous dynasty's Ling Emperor was also an unparalleled beauty: a few days later, the old eunuch was summoned by the Empress and executed under some pretext.

In that moment, Feng Wuyan contemplated countless possibilities. She was a printmaker, and although her thoughts had not yet reached the realm of boundless imagination, years of experience in print design had already made her mind work at an exceptionally fast pace

Indeed. She saw it in the palace

In fact, I understand that my personality requires me to take the initiative in everything to feel at ease. Although she is indeed not accustomed to sharing a bed with others. Long Tianyun is the same; just by observing his aversion to physical contact while sleeping, one can tell that he has never shared a bed with anyone. As expected, he is completely exhausted and unable to get out of bed.

Feng Wuyan suddenly awoke

He turned around, wanting to fight like a cornered beast, when suddenly, a sharp pain erupted from his right arm

Lord Mingxi has been compelled to sacrifice himself for his master

She seldom went on deck, and at night, she hardly ever did, except for that time when the selection ship passed by. In the dark night, standing on the deck, one could hardly see the surroundings, but the boats moving on the river each had their lights glowing faintly, which surprisingly illuminated the river surface a little.

Where is that salt-free girl from? How old is she? Is she older or younger than him? If she is younger, she must be under twelve years old now, right? In the midst of his troubles with the prophecy, what is she doing now?

He said softly: "I will tear your dress." Tear your body and bury myself deep inside.

Miss, where were we just now? Lord Mingxi was forced to sacrifice himself for his master...

It was because of the faint glow of fire that Feng Wuyan discovered a gap in the hidden compartment where she and Long Tianyun were hiding, allowing them to look outside.

In other words, regardless of any resistance he may have put up, he will ultimately meet with the fate of the empire's destruction

I am too

Assassin! There is an assassin!

Mingxi? She has read the history of Jinbi, and there is no name Mingxi. Typically, those who are passed down through the ages are individuals who have accomplished great deeds, and it is evident that this Mingxi is not among them.

Little did he know, Long Tianyun took a step forward, extending his hand to protect Feng Wuyan's neck. He seemed not the least bit afraid that Li Yong would sever his tendons; instead, it was Li Yong who was startled into retracting his force. Before he could say anything, a wave of numbness swept through his back, and his gaze, fixed on Feng Wuyan, gradually lost focus, ultimately causing his body to collapse.

My family advocates for having many children and grandchildren. I have many sisters, and our relationship is quite good. At least I have never shared a bed with any of my sisters.

She is in the cabin below, someone shouted

It is not that Zhong Lian is at fault, but rather that there is that man behind Zhong Lian

Zhong Lian did not persuade her further on this point. She approached the table and said softly, "Miss, it is not yet dawn; you can actually sleep a little longer."

Her heart skipped a beat, and she awkwardly turned away.

The strange sound heard earlier grew closer, and the small boats began to move towards the banks, clearing the central river channel. Feng Wuyan leaned against the side of the boat and looked into the distance. Under the starry sky, a vessel emerged from the far river, heavily laden, and the sound was coming from that ship.

Do not be afraid

Long Tianyun's gaze lingered on her bright and captivating eyebrows

If the young lady desires, I shall assist you in this matter

I used to watch it often, but now I watch it less frequently

Yan Ben was taken aback, and looked up at him in offense, then immediately lowered her gaze. "This subordinate understands"

"No," he replied coldly

Yan Ben always respectfully lowered his eyes. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your great kindness"

Several times I wanted to remove the eye mask, but was violently stopped by Feng Wuyin. A woman's heart is too difficult to fathom

Feng Wuyan let out a soft call, and the enormous size within the cage instinctively made her take a step back, but she soon stood upright again in her original position

"I can speak a little. How did the young lady find out?"

Why would she know? She saw it all in books: as for the truthfulness, it is indeed unclear

Indeed, there is no longer any sound of fighting outside. Li Yong said with a face full of resentment: "All of us in the Yan family hall are loyal to the master, but we will never regret today's matter until death. I only hate that I did not manage to kill that unworthy woman, and I only regret giving up on winning you over"

Then, why hasn't Long Tianyun left? Is it because he is exhausted? It is possible. Feng Wuyan has drawn a conclusion for him, while also emphasizing in her heart. It is she who slept with Long Tianyun, not the other way around; it is she who left the room for him, not she who was left there.

"I do not dare! However, the prophecies have been coming true ever since the golden wall was established. If one wishes to ensure the safety of their life..." He had gathered his energy and focused for a moment, and as he spoke halfway through, he mustered his strength to lift his body and charged towards Feng Wuyin. The dagger slid into his intact palm and was aimed directly at Feng Wuyin's neck.

"Li Yong, how many years have you followed me?" His voice showed no fluctuation.

It seems so," she answered herself

Feng Wuyan said: "Yes, I almost took it seriously, busy comparing it with the history I have seen."

A faint blush tinted his eyes as he said in a hushed voice, "Tonight, take your time to learn; you can practice as many times as you wish. I can demonstrate first." Having spoken, he tore her dress as he desired.

She was taken aback. "Where to?"

Zhong Lian, who was standing by, also wore a look of confusion

She gasped slightly and said, "Are you listening to me?"

It was because of that night with the aphrodisiac incense that Li Yong thought I stayed on the ship to find an opportunity to kill you, in order to maintain my innocence? No, I would not do that; it is not entirely your fault..." As she spoke, Long Tianyun was pulling down the red drapery from the wall, revealing a large wooden engraving hanging on the wall

Upon reaching the deck, the sky was bright, clear, and cloudless, as if all the bloodshed of the previous night had never occurred

Long Tianyun's smile faded, and as he gazed into her eyes, it seemed as if there was a layer of thin mist, conveying both surprise and profound meaning. After a moment, he finally said: "Alright. Follow me." With that, he turned and walked out.

He was playing with the ends of her hair, wondering if it was indeed the aphrodisiac fragrance that made one unable to forget. That night, when she first encountered him, he lost control, even though he was clearly indifferent to the aphrodisiac scent.

Zhong Lian did not notice her momentary twists and turns, and continued, "Although the two clans have been integrated for a long time and their dispositions are now quite similar, it was not the same in the early years. In the early years, the Bi clan was open-minded, adept at self-deprecation, and enjoyed making jokes about their own people. We believed that no matter what jokes were made, the actions of the individuals involved always existed and were not to be defined by later generations. What was said later lost some truth. The stories I just mentioned were written by later members of the Bi clan. If we are to speak of history, who can say for certain? Only the founding leader knows the truth of how he made the decision to come to the Great Jin. " Zhong Lian smiled again, "However, later on, it was discovered that the Jin people tended to take everything seriously, so some writings were only kept in the homes of the Bi people. "

Long Tianyun stared at her

Feng Wuyan candidly stated: "I am not cold; if there is no need to cover up, it is better to be light and convenient. Others see my small stature and assume I am weak, but in fact, I am much stronger than the average girl."

Tonight is the time when Your Majesty goes to other ships, and Zhong Lian leaves in the middle of the night. It was only then that he realized it was a perfect opportunity, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a trap. As for Your Majesty... Li Yong heard a crack and quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound

I want you to blindfold yourself, just like last time

Feng Wuyan's heart skipped a beat as she looked over at him

Zhong Lian is truly a history enthusiast, while she is not, which perfectly complements each other. Feng Wuyan smiled slightly, while also dividing her attention to the matter being discussed, and asked supportively: "And then?"

"Do you want to sleep here? Can you fall asleep?" His gaze fell on her hand, which still clutched the hem of his sleeve, and he chuckled lightly, "Women can't handle this kind of situation. Your legs have gone weak, haven't they? Let me carry you to another room."

Indeed, she yearns for him... She never thought of getting married... To be frank, she cannot even imagine what it would be like to be a mother; even if she could, it would probably be like her mother, who cries every day, so why not avoid it? Therefore, what is wrong with her seeking pleasure in the moment? It is not to satisfy this man, but to satisfy herself.

Yan stared at him indifferently. "You are betraying me. The Yan family you summoned has been completely wiped out, not a single one escaped."

Zhong Lian smiled and said: "These are all stories of beautiful people. The old folks love to hear tales of the Bi clan, much like the story they love most about the founding emperor who, while still on the grasslands, could not find a wife. One day, a charlatan—no, a master—came along and pointed at the founding emperor, saying: 'Go east, for there you will find the beauty you desire.' Thus, he traversed mountains and rivers, journeying a thousand miles to the Great Jin, where he met the previous dynasty's Ling Emperor. Unfortunately, after just this one encounter, the Ling Emperor took his own life. From that moment on, the founding emperor was infatuated with the beauty of this former emperor, and later, during his conquests across various lands, he often sought the reincarnation of that beauty, never forgetting such an exquisite figure until his death, which is also the reason he left no heirs. Each time the old folks hear this part, they always clap and laugh heartily.

He will not die, but his later years will be more painful than death

Feng Wuyan glanced at her again, then fixed his gaze on the unsightly scar on her arm. "Does your master not like women with scars?"

The intention of this rejection is too obvious, so obvious that it almost makes him think he is something to be used and discarded... garbage

After pulling down the eyelid, he saw the woodcut of the spring palace on the wall, and then recalled the frenzied entanglement from last night, instinctively glancing to his side

People are real, but the story is false. There truly was a figure known as Lord Mingxi, and indeed, he was compelled to sacrifice himself for his master.

The masked figure in black, while cutting into the bedding, already knew that there was no one on the bed. Upon hearing someone loudly call his name, he realized that this was a trap

On the deck, Zhong Lian called over Xi Zi and said something to him: Xi Zi nodded repeatedly, and as he walked away, he happened to make eye contact with Long Tianyun

She took the warm water from Zhong Lian's hand and drank it, immediately feeling her hoarse throat being soothed

Then from now on, let's take down the bandages.

Long Tianyun suspected that even if she were to bind him hand and foot, he would crazily agree, only seeking to engage in intimacy once more. He truly wanted her to the point of near madness. Since this little woman enjoyed stimulation, why would he not indulge her?

She suddenly fixed her gaze on a certain spot, and he lowered his eyes to follow her gaze, noticing the bloodstain left on the back of his hand by Li Yong

"No, no, I am quite well now," Feng Wuyan said with a smile. It is said that this ointment is for scar removal, but the wound is indeed quite large, and it may not be easy to completely eliminate the scar.

Has she caught a cold? She even rolled up the quilt and the books. Is her body a bit weak?

"Do not endure it," he said hoarsely. "Isn't the goal to seek happiness? If you endure it, how can you savor the experience?"

Feng Wuyan followed closely behind.

"... ..." Please do not tell him that in the prophecy, this girl intends to become an empress just to see the elephant. Long Tianyun noticed that her fiery gaze was completely fixated on the cage, and even in the end, she slightly lifted her skirt and hurriedly followed that ship along the railing, lingering until it was far out of sight.

If prophecy is the ability to see the future, then that charlatan must have already foreseen that his mother would secretly look at the prophecy and inform him when he determined his fate back then

After she emerged from the compartment, he noticed that she had been subconsciously gripping the hem of his sleeve. Indeed... When he first saw someone collapse in front of him, it would be a lie to say he was not frightened: by the second and third times... he became numb to it: for someone of his status, a life was truly of little consequence.

He turned his head to look at her upon hearing those words, but she looked past him, her gaze drawn to the large print.

For several consecutive days, Feng Wuyan had been waking up before dawn

After calming down a bit, she secretly rejoiced that she had not, in a moment of weakness, allowed him to carry her away in public in a manner that was not in accordance with etiquette... If she had truly been carried, even if she would not be regarded by others as someone of the same status as a courtesan, it would nonetheless establish in their minds the notion that she was merely an object of amusement.

Feng Wuyan pursed her lips and asked again, "Did you meet the scholar's boat tonight and encounter the colorful lady?"

She was a bit startled, but the wonderful sensation that followed washed over all her perceptions, making her... making her... She let out a low gasp uncontrollably, and then she was taken aback again

She gritted her teeth and withdrew her hand, gradually straightening her back

Where is the medicine

Do young women also love reading books

Yan Ben was still waiting for his master to speak, waiting and waiting, when he heard what seemed to be a self-talk: "What is the point of being blindfolded?"

Long Tianyun calmly pushed the frightened Feng Wuyan out. He took a few steps forward, still standing behind her

"Hush." That voice, extremely soft, yet it exploded in her ear

He chuckled softly, then said with a serious expression: "I will not torment anyone who is loyal to me, but their kin is another matter." Seeing her still terrified by the severed arm on the ground, he felt a pang of compassion. "Come, follow me."

What is the benefit of being blindfolded? Even if the body becomes easily stimulated as a result, it is not as compelling as his desire to see her expression at that moment. How did her expression change at that time? What was she trying to convey?

No, it is reading books to the elderly or serving the young master tea..." Zhong Lian saw her stunned and quickly explained: "It is the master's younger brothers. The master has only one elder brother at home, but unfortunately, the elder brother fell from a horse three years ago, so currently, the entire household relies on the master to make decisions.

Li Yong gritted his teeth and lowered his gaze. "Three years," he replied, sweating profusely while covering his severed arm.

Long Tianyun fell silent at once. After a long while, he asked with a smile, "Who gave you the authority to act on your own?"

The Empress Mother always allowed him to see only that part which belonged to him, while concealing the life and death of the Crown Prince. Was it out of fear that he might take action, thereby altering the prophecy and disrupting the succession of the throne for his descendants?

Then he walked back to the bedside, looking at her, who was sleeping so soundly that she refused to show her face. He leaned down to touch her earlobe and whispered with a smile: "No salt..."

This is nothing, Zhong Lian thought to herself. Compared to the jokes she shared with other female officials, poking fun at the emperors of past dynasties, and telling those young yet already withered in spirit, as if they were concubines in a graveyard, who listened to her... it was much better to chat with Feng Wuyan, at least she would respond.

She waited for half a day, and finally could not hold back any longer. She wanted to turn her face and speak to him in a breathy voice: he also lowered his face, took her palm with his left hand, and crossed his right arm in front of her, forcing her to sink deeper into his embrace

How to take it? Long Tianyun did not ask, yet his eyes were filled with a hint of amusement. If you want to take me, then come and try—his gaze seemed to convey this message.

As the sky began to brighten, Feng Wuyan finally turned onto the bed and buried himself in the quilt, letting out a sigh

She picked up the finally unbroken garment in surprise and quickly changed into it. ... After taking a few steps, a sharp pain struck her, reminding her of what the sixteen had said to her in the carriage, the beautiful person ... ... truly. ... ... ... truly ...

Do you think that tonight, I might experience the same joy?" As soon as she finished speaking, he suddenly lifted her up.

"Which night do you prefer?" she asked

Long Tianyun let out a soft sigh, holding her hands gently. This time, he noticed the bandage on her arm, and even he himself did not understand why he had this sudden awareness. Immediately, he avoided her injury, gripping her hand to help her tear it forcefully. The sound of the fabric ripping stimulated his senses, and ultimately, he could not control himself, pushing her down onto the bed

No, no, I haven't seen it, but I have seen it in books. Are you going to the capital?" Her gaze was fixed.

However, how many worlds are there from which she wishes to escape? In the end, regardless of whether her limbs feel weak or her heart cries out for help, she must rely on herself to continue moving forward

Zhong Lian thought she was worried, so she smiled and said: "The injury has healed, in fact, the bandage could have been removed long ago, now it is just a matter of focusing on scar removal"

Feng Wuyan actively took hold of the back of his hand, staring at it for a long time, then extended her tongue to lick it. Immediately, she could clearly feel the veins bulging on the back of his hand: she did not look up, and after licking his not very serious wound once, she finally met his fluctuating gaze.

He did not speak, yet a faint frost seeped into his eyes

The concept that blood is thicker than water has been deeply ingrained in their hearts for over a hundred years since the Jinbi dynasty. The firstborn son as the emperor is an unbreakable rule; anyone who dares to defy it is essentially removing the most proud bloodline of the Jinbi royal family, with the intention of bringing about its destruction. The Great Jin Dynasty serves as a bloody testament—each generation of emperors always uses this as an example.

Thus, the imperial harem after the Jinbi era vaguely presents a scenario where favored concubines can be teased, embraced, played with, and pampered; however, their status can never be elevated again. If one were to make a mistake one day, as long as it does not endanger the royal family, it can be forgiven, because they are merely regarded as careless playthings or pets. This reflects the attitude of the Jinbi emperor towards his concubines. In contrast, the expectations for the empress are much stricter. They hope that the empress can be as powerful as the concubines of the founding emperor's clan, although to this day, no empress has been compared to the concubines of that era.

I am not clear... However, men always seem to prefer those who are flawless

Feng Wuyan recalled the piece of luminous wood, his tone slightly envious: "Have you also been to sea?"

Zhong Lian maintained her composure as she served the medicine cup. Feng Wuyan must have been drinking bitter tea, taking sips to warm her body. Taking advantage of this moment, Zhong Lian retrieved another medicinal ointment, unwrapped her bandages, and carefully applied the medicine.

Li Yong! Yan Ben shouted at the door.

Isn't it said to be fake

I ... ... will harm you? Are you serious?

Zhong Lian recalled: "Because that concubine had put a green hat on him. It seems she was discovered to have had an affair with a eunuch by the side of the founding emperor, and in his great anger, he executed that princess of the previous dynasty"

Before she could even feel any emotions, he began to inscribe characters on her palm, each stroke written with great slowness

"Where is Yan Ben?" he gritted his teeth

If the prophecy is true

Even if Li Yong is his subordinate, every individual must take responsibility for themselves after birth, she thought. If one does not think this way, they will place their hopes on others, and in the end, only a shattered future awaits them

"Do you pass by often?" She turned her head to look at him

Yan Ben could only temporarily stop the bleeding from Li Yong's severed arm, carrying him as he and Zhong Lian exited

Her jade knife had been moved from her waist to the bedside. Just as she was about to reach for it, someone pressed down on the back of her hand. In her shock, a voice whispered in her ear: "It is me"

"Isn't it said that outside, one should not call you Your Majesty? A group of youngsters is overstepping their bounds, deciding for me as if I were a puppet or an easily manipulated master?" Long Tianyun spoke these words in a calm and unhurried manner, as if in gentle conversation, yet Yan Ben was drenched in cold sweat.

Did he not go on the scholar's boat? It is said to be a discussion of past and present, but she is not a closed-off person, so how could she not know what he went to the boat for

Feng Wuyan was invited onto the deck

Oh? Long Tianyun's attention was drawn over.

She carefully got out of bed and glanced at the man who seemed to be sleeping alone on the other side. She did not understand why, having already become accustomed to sleeping separately and using different blankets, it would be difficult for him to sleep well when he returned.

A quilt wrapped her tightly, leaving only her honey-colored bare shoulder exposed to him. He smiled faintly, his gaze softening, and leaned down to kiss her gently. He then heard her muffled moan, and soon realized that in her drowsy slumber, she had curled herself completely into the quilt, leaving only her dark hair outside.

A little girl probably does not realize that her future has already been recorded, and she is mocked by that so-called prophet for being a bland girl. The phrase "a girl without beauty" is indeed quite venomous

Is it an animal? What kind of animal? She could not discern the sound of the animal no matter how hard she listened, until the boat drew closer and she vaguely saw a huge cage above.

What nonsense about friendship! It is precisely because Yan Ben is so stubborn; when Your Majesty commands him to go east, he goes east, executing each order without the cleverness to consider the bigger picture. That is why he is unable to win over this Yan Ben

Who are you ... ! ... Long Tianyun. ! Her eyes widened slightly as she realized that he had effortlessly lifted her up ! Her petite frame was indeed quite annoying ! Qian Fengyao must have found it just as easy to carry her in the bookstore ... ! The feeling of being forced off the ground was terrifying ... ... She attempted to struggle, but he was able to restrain her with just one arm.

Feng Wuyan smiled. "There was once. Later, I found it troublesome, so I sent her away."

Go away

Feng Wuyan attempted to tear his clothing, but to no avail

The strength of the hand gripping her waist forcefully pushed her backward, causing her to lean against the person behind her. Undeniably, this gave her a sense of security

"Feng Wuyan, now in your eyes lies the same desire as mine, do you know?"

Long Tianyun smiled and said, "The days ahead are still long, and who knows, one day you might develop the intention to harm me; it is hard to say."

When Zhong Lian finished applying the ointment and was about to wrap the wound with a bandage, Feng Wuyin said, "Enough. Since it is already healed, there is no need to cover it anymore." She sat down at the table, where the drawing paper was already laid out.

Long Tianyun's usual smile had frozen on his face. He half-lowered his eyelashes, concealing his emotions at this moment

Upon hearing this, Long Tianyun moved his lips slightly and smiled dismissively. Back in the days at sea, his companions would discuss lewd matters, and he adapted to the customs, which allowed him to not appear so aloof and to grasp the knowledge he sought more quickly. However, now? He had no desire to mention the privacy of last night. Perhaps it was because he had already become an emperor

... but it shouldn't be too close, she thought

Do not be afraid, I am here with you

Long Tianyun looked at her, noticing the faint spark in her eyes, and chuckled softly, "Not every night is there someone by the riverbank; I asked you to come up because this stretch of the riverbank is the liveliest."

There was actually a hidden compartment between the ship's walls. The one who helped him with his painting, Feng Wuyan, was standing inside, staring at him with a pale face. Her long hair was unpinned, clearly indicating that she had hurriedly hidden away. Was it just a matter of this little time?

It was still the same sculptor, carving the same spring palace scenes. Usually, she would focus on the presentation of the carving techniques, but this time she noticed that the positions of the male and female figures were rather explicit. An inexplicable warmth surged to her cheeks, and she turned away, only to inadvertently meet Long Tianyun's gaze fixed upon her face.

Tonight, the deck is empty, unlike the day when the local soldiers came aboard, accompanied by boatmen and guards. She sees the tall man standing by the ship's railing, and her heart no longer maintains the distance it once did.

Feng Wuyan could no longer contain himself and asked, "Are you going to kill me, Master Li? For what reason?"

The air was filled with the scent of desire, so naturally flowing. He slightly lowered his head, wanting to kiss her pale lips, but to his surprise, she stood there upright, turning her face aside to avoid him.

When she saw the knife plunged fiercely into the bed, she thought: if Long Tianyun had not come, she might have died on the spot... In fact, he could have chosen not to come

It has been several times since my youth, but this is the first occurrence in these past few years

Isn't it wonderful to be the Emperor, able to witness all the strange and peculiar things in the world

Is it always this lively every night? she marveled, regaining her composure and looking around. It was not a fleeting glance, but rather a series of scenes that lingered in her eyes before she moved on to the next one

He did not specify anything in particular, yet she could imagine what he had done. With a half-smile, she murmured to herself: "Even if you are not here today, would I seek out other men to sleep with just to release my desires?"

Only a beautiful woman can leave a name behind, and when she grows up... she can murder the emperor and still leave a name for eternity, she has gained that

Long Tianyun's eyebrows arched. "On the sea, that is my home"

Zhong Lian took off her hairpin and let her hair down, then got into bed dressed. "Does the young lady have any maidservants at home?"

Your walking posture is somewhat similar to that of a swallow in flight. Are you teaching martial arts at your master's house

He appears harmless, and his tone is gentle, yet for some reason, the word "hug" carries a connotation of disdain in her ears, making her instinctively uncomfortable, as if she is weak and useless, needing a man to shield her from the wind and rain

He paused for a moment and, in a whisper only the two of them could hear, chuckled softly: "You have been carving for many years; there is a scent of books mixed with the dry aroma of wood about you"

Indeed, Zhong Lian went to find clothes for Miss Feng. I, the maid, went to prepare medicine, fortunately, I have the medicine...

"That is of no consequence." He took two steps forward, reducing the distance between the two, and said with a smile, "Would you draw a portrait for me in exchange? Did you not draw one for Li Yong before?"

Thank you for allowing me to see it; I am actually able to witness things that I could never have seen in my lifetime. I am very glad to... meet you. To encounter it. At sea, one must also be able to see these strange and peculiar things, right? Upon saying this, that rarely smiling face took on a hint of openness, softly uttering with a touch of sigh: "So, the world is so vast, and I am but a mere speck in comparison."

Xizi walked over with a complex expression. He quickly composed himself and smiled, saying, "Miss Feng, have you seen the night view of the river?" He pointed to the riverbank, "Actually, during the day, you can sometimes see shops along the bank selling various items. I remember that on the way to the capital, there were also vendors selling rouge and powder along the bank." He pointed in the direction of the boat's side, "It's clearer over there; why don't I take you over?"

The swallow has always been a command and an action; when Your Majesty commands him, he spares no effort: this effort naturally includes his life, which reflects his loyalty. However, if Your Majesty does not speak, he will not act; speculating on the Emperor's mind is something that the eunuch Xi Zi would typically do. Now that Your Majesty's words have been spoken, they are somewhat ambiguous; how should he respond?

Yan rushed forward to support his figure, looking at the faint bloodstains on Long Tianyun's hand, hesitating to speak.

When the masked figure in black unhesitatingly plunged a knife into the quilt on the bed, she trembled all over, instinctively leaning back, but then suddenly remembered something and stood up straight again

It was as if a warning bell suddenly struck her in the heart, bringing her to a moment of clarity.

Hmm? he smiled and said: "I have done many things"

Then, with one hand, Long Tianyun set her down and made a certain movement. A faint sound of movement came from directly in front of her, and she was immediately pulled into the compartment.

Zhong Lian expressed no opinion regarding the maids who worked under the same conditions yet had different fates, and seemingly asked casually, "Does the young lady have any sisters? They must have a good relationship, right?"

Long Tianyun responded and reached for the jade ring, but found nothing; he did not know where it had fallen last night

She felt a bit flustered and lowered her gaze, replying, "I do not have such a large print to exchange."

Broad shoulders and a narrow waist signify great physical strength. She had read this phrase in a book featuring erotic illustrations, and at that time, she did not take it to heart. Now, recalling this phrase, it feels genuinely accurate and pertinent.

Although there were moments of intimacy driven by passion, not every night was like this. She did not want to, and during times when she felt no connection or when she stayed up late designing prints, she would refuse, and he did not exert any particular pressure. Feng Wuyan had observed him; his status and position were likely beyond her imagination, and thus his self-esteem did not allow him to forcibly take a reluctant woman, which gave her a sense of security. At least, the initiative was in her hands. Feng Wuyan had observed him; his status and position were likely beyond her imagination, and thus his self-esteem did not allow him to forcibly take a reluctant woman, which gave her a sense of security. At least, the initiative was in her hands

Feng Wuyan. She is Feng Wuyan

Feng Wuyan looked at his smile, somewhat surprised. This man appeared very amiable, but that was merely an appearance. He often smiled, yet it carried a hint of aloofness, not a joy that sprang from the heart: at this moment, with just a slight arch of his eyebrows, one could sense the pleasure within him... Was it because his family was mentioned?

Zhong Lian was taken aback, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Once again, Feng Wuyan trembled all over. ... She had heard sweet words many times, and it was nothing, really ... . ... However, she still could not stop the sourness in her nose. Taking advantage of the moment he had his back to her, she bit her lip hard, controlling the weakness in her heart.

Long Tianyun noticed her staring at him intently, and his smile deepened a bit. "I went to sea at the age of 12, and from then on, I fell in love with it. What about you at 12? What were you doing?"

Feng Wuyan was momentarily taken aback. She had a good sense of direction and could distinguish her way even in the dark. Long Tianyun was not heading outside, but rather inward, passing through the corner where Zhong Lian slept on the floor at night. Zhong Lian was not there? Inside was just a wall; where could a path come from?

Outside? Feng Wuyan caught two words that seemed somewhat out of place. Just how deep are Long Tianyun's family resources? ... With such a ship, and having heard Zhong Lian let something slip, it is likely that they are no longer part of the wealthy class, but rather something even higher ... . ... Stop. She thought, no matter what was discovered, she would act as if she knew nothing.

She turned around, and under the light of Zhong Lian's lamp, her features, which were not particularly striking, surprisingly radiated a peculiar brilliance. It was as if the stars in the sky were shimmering around her, leaving her as the sole source of light on the entire river surface

Feng Wuyan sighed inwardly and complied with the request. She was truly not accustomed to sleeping with others, but Zhong Lian treated her exceptionally well, how could she refuse? At times, she clearly felt that her heart was hard, and even Sixteen and the others believed her to be cold-hearted, yet at this very moment, she discovered that she actually possessed a hidden softness in her heart

She slightly widened her eyes, and in the next moment, she fell onto the bed, her skirt lifted at one corner, revealing her honey-colored calves. A warm, slightly rough hand glided over her skin, moving directly towards the base of her thigh

Xizi was taken aback for a moment and replied: "It is the medicine that does not leave any offspring."

Perhaps it was because no one had been in the room for a long time, that as soon as the door opened, the cold air rushed in. Long Tianyun turned his head to glance at her. Her long hair fell loosely, and the short shirt and long skirt she had hastily changed into were not particularly alluring; she stood there in a conventional manner, as if carefully maintaining a distance from others, making every effort to prevent any fanciful thoughts from arising.

Moreover, without beauty... isn't it just a woman without charm? In this world, there are as many women without beauty as there are blades of grass; how can he possibly find her?

The sixth volume of the history of the Jinbi Dynasty details that during the reign of the Great Jin, the eldest son of the empress was made the crown prince: the founding emperor had only one son, leaving him with no choice. The other children of the Jinbi emperors could not be contained even in a basket; some princes might harbor discontent, but before such discontent could give rise to other thoughts, the emperors of Jinbi would extinguish it.

Zhong Lian held the lamp high beside her, and on the river surface, boats mirrored the scene, collectively gathering the glow. When that large ship passed by, the animals in the cage became visible.

Yan rushed forward. "Sir, everyone has already been sent away."

Long Tianyun, upon hearing this, felt that something was amiss, yet he did not dwell on it. The scorching skin beneath his palm could easily lead one to lose control, but fortunately, this time his willpower still afforded him a semblance of dignity.

"Oh, that makes sense." The tone of this statement is somewhat profound, as if it has evoked a certain thought.

Practicing with a blindfold can enhance concentration

In the midst of pain, Li Yong felt both vexed and furious, wishing that time could flow backward; if it could, he would have been able to kill that woman by other means! Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Zhong Lian standing at the door.

Xizi immediately approached and faithfully reported: "Master, I am going to prepare the medicine"

He released the hair from his fingers and got off the bed, stepping over her. The clothes of both men and women were tangled on the floor. He picked up the torn dress, stared at it for a long time, then dropped it, rummaged through and put on his own trousers

Zhong Lian smiled and said, "That was my excessive talk"

"Perhaps it is better not to think about it." Changing the topic, she took the initiative to ask, "Do you know martial arts?"

He turned and walked away. As soon as he exited the cabin, Xizi and Zhonglian were waiting outside. Xizi immediately presented him with his clothes, which he casually put on, and said: "Don't wake her up, let her sleep a little longer." After a pause, he added: "Prepare more clothes for her."

She found his statement strange, so she corrected it: "The man who was good to me that night was you, I remember"

He was right behind her, and as the wooden board closed in front of her, perhaps he thought of the safety issue, and thus moved his palm in front of her face

Yan Ben replied straightforwardly: "I will do whatever my master says. The tasks he assigns are to be carried out by the subordinates. You profess loyalty with your words, yet betray my master's intentions. How am I to maintain our friendship under such circumstances?"

Long Tianyun was lost in thought again, his slender fingers tapping at the corner of his eye

Feng Wuyan came to her senses and realized that her fingers were tracing the outline of a male figure in the air. Her face flushed slightly as she began to sketch the base draft. Zhong Lian retreated to the side, no longer speaking.

With her long black hair spread across the bright red bed, Long Tianyun never considered the sight of a woman lying there to possess any particular beauty; she was merely a woman. Yet, at this moment, this scene appeared to him as vibrant and intoxicating, deeply etched into his mind, with desire growing like wild grass, overwhelming all his rationality.

Zhong Lian smiled and said, "My dear girl, you need not take what I just said seriously. It's just like when I read in a book outside that the founding emperor rode a golden dragon to the Great Jin; it is not necessarily all true."

"Are you longing for me? Do you long for me very much?" she asked

Xizi felt a cold sweat on his back and hurriedly explained: "Sir, you have misunderstood. It was not that I acted on my own accord; it was Miss Feng who instructed Zhong Lian to do this."

She ... . ... is really not afraid? Why does this man always think she is afraid? The bewildered big eyes blinked, the eyelashes slightly drooping, and she suddenly realized that her trembling body had unknowingly calmed down.

... ... beginning and end? With the eunuch?

She stared at his approaching face. "What about you? The first time you witnessed bloodshed from a murder, what did you do?"

Indeed, under heaven, who can decide on behalf of the sovereign? Unless it is a regent. However, Your Majesty is not a child of ten years. If the decisions of outsiders succeed today, will they not eventually rise above the monarch? Yan Ben has accompanied Your Majesty for three years and naturally understands that this sovereign, who was not raised in the manner of an emperor, is far more resolute than the former Crown Prince, Emperor Jin.

"You disaster for the nation..." His slender eyes were as wide as Feng Wuyan's, staring at Long Tianyun behind her

Feng Wuyan was utterly bewildered. In this day and age, long-distance travel is fraught with the risk of encountering bandits, and it is even more perilous for women to undertake such journeys without protection; this has been the primary reason she has longed to go to Jincheng but has never done so. She thought that by boarding this ship with guards, traveling to Jincheng would be completely safe, but now she is being told that the situation outside the capital has become more chaotic than she could have ever imagined

I see. Miss, could you share some of the quilt with me

"It doesn't matter, I used to stay up all night, seizing the moment when inspiration strikes, and it often leads to unexpected surprises." Feng Wuyan noticed Zhong Lian's puzzled expression and said gently, "It's fine if you don't understand; everyone has their own preferences. Zhong Lian, what do you like?"

Certainly

Are you really going to betray me for the sake of a prophecy

"The atmosphere here is too intense; I want to change rooms." She paused, then added, "I can walk by myself, no need for you to carry me."

No, I am very pleased to talk with you about these matters. Thank you for telling me things I did not know

Feng Wuyan had read in books about how auspicious clouds descended and heavenly soldiers came to assist at the birth of the founding emperor, which allowed a barbarian nation to occupy the lands of the Great Jin. However, he had never seen such a derogatory portrayal of the emperor... Is this not a subtle criticism of the founding emperor's indulgence in lust? Who would dare to publish such a book?

"Oh, because he has been watching you all along," Long Tianyun said with a smile, "He is observing you at all times. Do not be afraid, with me here, no one can harm you."

"Thanks to you, Zhong Lian." Feng Wuyan was truly grateful to have her accompany him down that corridor, feeling considerably more at ease: at least, if there were any "assassins," they would likely postpone their visit out of respect for Zhong Lian. However, this was not something he could easily express.

The first time she was affected by the aphrodisiac, she mistakenly thought it was her own desire and accepted it. Moreover, all the suitors who had come before were from prestigious carving families, while Long Tianyun was completely unskilled in carving and did not rely on it for a living. Therefore, she let her guard down slightly. However, now being forced into this situation, she felt unwilling. She was not pressed onto the bed; instead, she was embraced and carried away from the bedside

He traced lines on her palm again, causing a slight itch. The breath by her ear was somewhat warm and heavy, and even during the writing, he kept brushing against her ear, as if kissing. She felt her face flush, and when she finally realized the characters on her palm, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her.

I? I have not thought about it

Long Tianyun smiled and said, "Why don't you put on a cloak? It's quite windy at midnight"

"I only remember it intermittently, so I can't say whether I like it or not." "Your man is me, do you remember this?"

Feng Wuyan made a sound of acknowledgment. Is this the reason why Zhong Lian continued to wrap her wounds even after she had healed? Because she is too ugly? Is this also the reason why he would still avoid her even with his eyes covered? However, this is a part of her body

He absentmindedly said: "No one has ever done this to me."

The scent of the ointment is very pleasant, bringing great joy to one's mood. No wonder girls enjoy applying floral fragrances on themselves

This is the natural charm of this era

Hmm? I would not encounter two women in one night

He originally wanted to respond, "Any man would like it," but upon recalling her mention of other men, he felt a slight irritation in his heart and instead replied, "I like it." He slightly emphasized the word "I."

Long Tianyun observed her expression changes closely and said with a calm smile, "If you want to exchange this print, that is also fine."

Indeed, they are all tamed and are to be presented as contributions to the emperor in the palace

... ... Assassin? She widened her eyes. Who to kill?

Feng Wuyan hurriedly put on her dress and tightly followed behind.

I... she thought for a moment and replied without any guard: "At that time, I was carving." In fact, the answer would be the same for both thirteen and fourteen years old. Seeing his expression as if he had solved a long-anticipated riddle, she pursed her lips and added: "You must have spent many years at sea... you carry the scent of the tides."

Upon hearing this, Long Tianyun's expression became obscure and inscrutable. He changed the subject and said, "Listen, what is that?"

The emperor was ruined because of the woman without salt. It was the early spring of the Jinbi Dynasty, and since then, the woman without salt has not been seen. Jinbi was succeeded by King Kang, who maintained the existing order but did not expand the territory. There was no strong criticism from King Wuning: after King Huan of Qi, the woman without salt followed the heavenly mandate to assist the national fortune, but this woman without salt is not the same, not the same.

Feng Wuyan stopped beside Long Tianyun and looked at him. It was he who had called someone to invite her up.

In an instant, she understood the significance of this compartment on the ship. Is it for saving lives? What good is it if the ship sinks? Or is it a means of survival in case of unexpected events such as pirates?

Long Tianyun touched his lips, feeling somewhat puzzled. No matter how he looked at it, Feng Wuyán was not a celestial beauty; how could she turn him into a beast driven solely by desire

I take the initiative

Sixteen possesses self-awareness; she knows how to act cute, how to be willful, and how to be oblivious to right and wrong, making her suitable to be a favored concubine. So, what is she truly suited for? She has asked herself this question more than once, and then provided an answer: she is only suited to be herself

Feng Wuyan bit her lip, extended her hand, and then paused in mid-air. "What do you want to do to me now?" The last time, her memory was incomplete, and some things still felt quite unfamiliar.

Has anyone ever told you not to be afraid? she asked again

His guards were cleaning up in the corridor of the cabin, and she even saw the river of blood on the ground. In that moment, she almost had the impulse to turn and run away. This bloody place was not her world, and she was afraid

Considering this, Zhong Lian hesitated for a moment, but ultimately steeled herself to make a decision. She spoke softly, "I have enjoyed our conversation today, and as the sky is about to brighten, may I borrow a corner of your bed to rest my eyes?"

Although Mingming's appearance is not striking and her complexion is not as fair as milk, the pair of watery, large eyes on her oval face, which she tries to keep calm, inadvertently reveal a deep-seated fear within... This evokes a sense of cherishing beauty and tenderness, making one feel an urge to consume her, as for the method of consumption...

The books you are reading are truly ... ... miscellaneous. They are all ones she has never heard of. "Then, what about the eunuch? How did the founding emperor deal with him?"

Is he... is he dead? Feng Wuyan was still somewhat unable to come to his senses

In the previous dynasty, Emperor Ling had the palace servants sacrifice themselves for their masters, and Mingxi Gonggong was one of them. He was one of the few in the palace who escaped the poison of Emperor Ling, yet unexpectedly, before the founding emperor passed away, he personally appointed Mingxi to sacrifice himself for his master. Zhong Lian turned her head and looked at Feng Wuyan, whose eyes were slightly closed, and said more gently: "Mingxi escaped the first sacrificial burial, but could not escape the second. Therefore, we, the Biren, always tease him; what is meant to be his will be his, and he cannot escape it. The Jin people mock him, saying how can a loyal minister serve two masters, he should have died long ago. More gently she said: 'Mingxi escaped the first sacrificial burial, but could not escape the second. Therefore, we, the Biren, always tease him; what is meant to be his will be his, and he cannot escape it. The Jin people mock him, saying how can a loyal minister serve two masters, he should have died long ago. If a servant were to say... hmm, being a servant is truly not easy, this is the most outrageous thing I have ever done: I hope, young lady, that after you have gotten used to sleeping with someone, one day when you return to sleeping alone, you can be like us Biren, regardless of joy or sorrow, never regretting what has been done."

As if fearing that she might not understand, his index finger pressed against her lips... Was he pressing for too long?

Grandfather... it is better to be blindfolded.

Play with him

"I will not hurt you, so do not be anxious. The joy I have received, you can also attain," he whispered in her ear

Feng Wuyan appears serious and lacks approachability when she is not smiling, but when her eyebrows relax, she unexpectedly exudes a warm gentleness

To speak of excessive caution, she looked at the bandage on her arm with a hint of strangeness. It seemed that he often avoided this arm. Although he was blindfolded, if in the heat of the moment he sensed that he had touched her arm, his movements would slow down. Did he not find it awkward or unsatisfying? She was puzzled

There are strange sounds coming from afar, as if someone is calling... No, it doesn't quite sound like a person...

She can walk by herself

Feng Wuyan's face felt slightly warm, and she was very curious to ask him whether all men liked the fragrance of flowers on women. However, she promptly dismissed this thought and instead asked, "Will you still return 'home' in the future?"

Young lady, it is only proper.

Perhaps he thinks you will harm me

She could sense that his strength was not great; he was merely taking simple defensive actions, seemingly afraid that the wooden board would close on its own and hurt her face

He smiled and said, "Alright, I will follow your lead."

Miss

"What are you thinking?" Long Tianyun opened a door, which led to the room where she and Zhong Lian had been studying woodblock printing that day. "Come in."

Therefore, whether the crown prince will become the emperor in the future is beyond doubt. However, the prophecy states that he will occupy that position, which implies ...? ... Will the crown prince die?

"It's nothing. Take him ashore and send them all back to their hometowns," Long Tianyun said.

Long Tianyun's eyelid twitched. "What medicine?"

As the journey is coming to an end, she always wishes to express some kindness and gratitude... Because she knows that after returning to the capital, she will never see Zhong Lian again

Zhong Lian covered her mouth and coughed lightly. "Such matters were quite common in the previous dynasty, but the young lady is unaware of them"

Zhong Lian was somewhat surprised to see Feng Wuyan and after a moment's thought said: "In the history of the Jin and Bi dynasties, the founding emperor personally executed a consort. Have you ever read about this part, young lady?"

Indeed. The compartment is somewhat crowded, and the two of them are pressed closely together, barely allowing space for two standing individuals. But what exactly are they doing now

Who exactly is the Saltless Woman? His future consort? Did the consort kill him? How could he have such poor judgment? Being harmed by a woman, wouldn't it leave him with a reputation for being lecherous and blind? How could he end up in such disgrace?

The luminous wood emitted a faint glow through the thin veil, while the wall displayed spring palace wood carvings, appearing dim and unclear due to insufficient light; however, the broad shoulders of the man beside me were distinctly visible

The warmth of the man behind her felt both unfamiliar and familiar. She felt a bit restless inside, as the hand around her waist gripped her tightly, as if trying to pull her forcefully into the back: the back was his body, after all, not something she could merge into... She wanted to ask for clarification several times, yet feared disrupting some plan of his.