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Yama's Wedding
"Serves you right for drinking so much!" Yao Guang cursed as she struggled to support the drunken Xue, who was leaning heavily against her.
Just moments ago, when Jun Ruo had dismissed everyone, Yao Guang finally managed to extricate herself from the group of women. It was then that she noticed Xue, his face flushed and clearly tipsy.
"Sister-in-law, please take care of Brother Xue," a lively group chimed in, directing their words at Yao Guang.
As Yao Guang held up the nearly unconscious Xue, she couldn't help but wonder what had happened. How could it be that in just one meal, those who had once regarded them with hostility were now calling them brother and sister-in-law?
She wanted to ask what had transpired, but upon glancing back at Xue, she decided it would be better to wait until he sobered up.
"I don't even know how much he drank. Honestly, if you can't handle it, just don't drink..." Yao Guang muttered into Xue's ear, her grip on him unwavering.
Unbeknownst to her, Xue had quietly opened his eyes. His gaze was clear; there was no sign of drunkenness at all! Listening to Yao Guang's complaints made him smile. He shifted slightly to lessen his weight on her. Ha! This girl clearly didn't want him to be drunk, yet her words were relentless. Amused by her grumbling, Xue let her drag him back to the room.
"You're so heavy! Let's see if you dare drink this much next time!" Yao Guang exclaimed as she finally managed to lay the completely intoxicated Xue down on the bed, a thin sheen of sweat already forming on his forehead.
"Yao Guang! Yao Guang!" The drunken Xue continued to mumble her name.
"You!" Yao Guang looked at him with a mix of annoyance and helplessness, poking his cheek with her finger.
Feeling uncomfortable, Xue shifted again, avoiding her prodding hand.
Noticing his flushed face and the strong smell of alcohol emanating from him, Yao Guang realized that if she left him like this, he might catch a chill during the night. She tucked him in with a blanket and headed to the kitchen to prepare a bowl of hangover soup.
Once Yao Guang left, Xue immediately opened his eyes. Although he hadn't drunk excessively, he had been forced to down quite a bit due to all the toasts. His stomach felt a bit uneasy. So he settled comfortably back onto the bed, waiting for Yao Guang's return.
Before long, just as Xue began to feel drowsy, he heard Yao Guang push open the door. He quickly closed his eyes, fearing she would discover that he was pretending to be drunk.
He felt something warm placed on his forehead; suddenly, his foggy mind cleared up.
Yao Guang had finished preparing the hangover soup and had also drawn a basin of hot water, thinking of giving Xue a wash. On the way, she encountered several village women who enthusiastically led her to the kitchen. As Yao Guang wiped Xue's face, she thought to herself how kind the people here were. It was a pity that they had been burned alive; those government officials were truly ruthless, not even sparing the children. With this thought, Yao Guang's hand involuntarily became heavier.
Xue was in agony. He had been enjoying the rare privilege of being groomed by Yao Guang herself, but suddenly, without warning, her hands had become heavy. He couldn't understand what was happening; it felt like she was just randomly scrubbing his face. Now he was like a mute eating bitter herbs—suffering in silence and too embarrassed to wake up. But his face really hurt.
As Yao Guang continued to think, she glanced down at her hands and was startled to see several blood streaks on Xue's originally fair face. Had she been too rough? Feeling guilty, she stole a glance at Xue, who was still with his eyes closed, appearing to be asleep. Thank goodness he was drunk; otherwise, she would be in serious trouble. Yao Guang stuck out her tongue; if Xue knew what she was thinking, he would definitely stop pretending to sleep.
After this scare, Yao Guang became more careful and gently wiped Xue's face.
No wonder those women kept praising Xue to her. Even after seeing him for hundreds of years, she still felt like she could never get enough of him. At this moment, Yao Guang lost interest in wiping his face and instead picked up a handkerchief, resting her chin on her hand as she seriously studied the sleeping Xue.
A few unruly strands of hair fell across Xue's face. Yao Guang reached out to tuck them back into place. Xue's eyebrows were strikingly sharp and heroic, with long and thick eyelashes casting faint shadows on his eyelids. The corners of his eyes turned up slightly, giving him an alluring look. The enchanting shape of his eyes blended beautifully with his bold brows, creating an exquisite charm. His thin lips were pale as water; perhaps due to the alcohol, they looked rosy and tender. Normally serious in front of others, this quiet sleeping appearance revealed a captivating allure that contrasted sharply with his usual noble and aloof demeanor.
"Yao Guang, do I look good?"
"You look good—disaster for the nation and its people. A beauty that brings calamity." Yao Guang replied foolishly.
The first part of her response pleased Xue; he nodded in satisfaction. However, the latter part sounded like a description of a woman.
Xue suddenly propped himself up and looked at Yao Guang.
Yao Guang felt as if she were being intensely scrutinized by those obsidian-like bright black eyes that seemed to reflect her own image back at her—a foolish expression that made her look like a foolish emperor captivated by beauty.
Reflection? Reflection!
It dawned on Yao Guang that the person who should have been sound asleep was now propping up their head and gazing at her sideways.
"You—you—you woke up when?" Yao Guang stammered, nearly biting her tongue.
"Disaster for the nation and its people—ha ha, a beauty that brings calamity!" Yao Guang swore she heard Xue's voice behind her teeth when he repeated that last phrase with evident irritation.
"I didn't!" Yao Guang was determined, refusing to admit it. Little did he realize that this only served to expose him completely.
"Oh."
A simple sound, accompanied by the cold glint in Xue's eyes and the sharpness of his demeanor, made him seem even more imposing, reminiscent of a tiger pouncing on its prey, filled with danger. At that moment, Yao Guang wished he could run away, but his trembling legs betrayed his fear.
"I-I-I..."
Seeing Yao Guang on the verge of tears made Xue burst into laughter.
Xue's smile was truly captivating. At that moment, Yao Guang could only think one thing: how could he still be so infatuated with Xue's beauty at such a time? He scolded himself internally; it was ridiculous. Thankfully, Xue wasn't a woman. If he were, Yao Guang feared he might become like King Zhou, a foolish ruler led astray by beauty.
Xue noticed how Yao Guang couldn't take his eyes off him and felt a bit pleased. He had always known the influence he had over Yao Guang but never expected him to gaze for so long, forgetting everything else just like before.
"I-I'll go get you another basin of water," Yao Guang stammered, hurriedly picking up the water basin, eager to leave. Xue's presence was far too tempting; he simply couldn't handle it and needed to escape quickly.
But in the next moment, Yao Guang found himself frozen in place. Warmth enveloped him from behind as Xue's voice reached his ears—low and husky yet laced with seduction. "Don't you want to know how I could bring disaster to a nation, how I could be a beautiful calamity?" Each word slipped from Xue's lips like a torment to Yao Guang's self-control. He didn't dare move an inch for fear that he might leap toward Xue. The allure was overwhelming.
Xue took the basin from Yao Guang's hands and faced him directly.
Yao Guang looked up at Xue, his expression full of charm; every emotion seemed to gather at the corners of his eyes. In Xue's peach blossom eyes, all he could see was his own reflection.
He hadn't drunk any alcohol that night, so why did he feel so intoxicated?
Xue observed Yao Guang's slowly reddening face and lifted his chin, decisively pressing his lips against Yao Guang's for a brief moment.
"Alright, now go change the water," Xue said after finishing this act, swiftly placing the basin back into Yao Guang's hands.
What? Just like that!!!!
Yao Guang held a basin of water in her hands, gazing at Xue, who was already lying on the bed. A whirlwind of emotions stirred within her, but at that moment, what she truly wanted was to kill him.
Did Xue just kiss her? Or did he not?
Was that it? After all the preparation, she felt nothing!
Yao Guang's mind had yet to recover from the fleeting moment that had just occurred; she remained frozen in place.
"Are you not satisfied with what I just did, my lady?" Xue asked, observing Yao Guang's dazed expression as he pretended to rise from the bed.
"No, no, it's fine, really." As soon as Yao Guang noticed his movement, she quickly stopped him from getting up. If he tried again, it would be too much. Although she knew he was teasing her, she didn't want to be teased again; this was enough. Yao Guang's thoughts wandered back to earlier, and her face flushed once more.
"Perhaps I should come over again; it seems my lady is still not quite satisfied," Xue said, noticing the blush creeping up Yao Guang's ears and realizing she must be thinking of something else.
"No need, no need! I'm very satisfied, truly." She couldn't let Xue come over again. As a girl, she felt she should maintain some modesty; such things should never be initiated by her, even if Xue appeared incredibly charming.
Without waiting for Xue's response, Yao Guang hurriedly dashed out of the room.
Behind her, Xue erupted into laughter.
That damned Xue, Yao Guang thought to herself.
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