dognovel Chapter 138 Kissing He Mingyan
Chapter 138 Kissing He Mingyan
Qin Zejun's movements were extremely gentle, like a spring breeze gently caressing delicate, dewy petals. Each slight touch carried endless care and affection, so careful and tender, as if afraid of disturbing this beautiful tranquility.
Just as his lips were about to leave hers, He Mingyan, like a fawn venturing into love for the first time, was filled with shyness, yet she still mustered her courage and began to respond to him with slight awkwardness. Her slightly trembling eyelashes, like flowers swaying in the wind, revealed her barely suppressed nervousness; while her gradually warming cheeks, like the burning sunset on the horizon, glowed with a captivating blush, revealing her excitement without reservation.
Qin Zejun was deeply attracted by He Mingyan's sudden response, as if he had instantly fallen into a sweet vortex, unable to extricate himself. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything around him became unimportant; only the woman before him, who had captivated his heart, occupied his entire mind.
They were so engrossed in each other's warm embrace that they forgot the passage of time and all the troubles of the world. How long it felt, like an eternity, passed before they reluctantly and slowly parted.
He Mingyan was already panting heavily, her breathing rapid as if she had just finished a long and arduous marathon. Her chest heaved, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead; her delicate appearance evoked pity. Qin Zejun, however, smiled, his eyes filled with doting affection, and couldn't help but tease her softly, "You, why don't you know how to breathe? Are you trying to suffocate yourself?" Although his words were reproachful, the deep love within them flowed naturally like a gentle stream. Such obvious and ardent emotion would warm anyone's heart and bring a knowing smile to their face. When these words reached He Mingyan's ears, it was like a gentle spring breeze caressing her delicate cheeks, instantly causing her originally fair face to flush with a radiant blush, like a ripe red apple, delicate and lovely.
Her shy demeanor resembled that of a startled fawn; her whole body trembled slightly before she quickly lowered her head, as if trying to completely conceal her pretty face in shadow, preventing anyone from seeing her embarrassment. At the same time, the voice emanating from her cherry-like mouth became as faint and indistinct as the buzzing of a mosquito's wings. Unless someone deliberately leaned in to listen carefully, it would be difficult to catch even a single word she uttered. Finally, after a brief and anxious silence, a voice so weak it was almost inaudible drifted out: "I...I don't know how." These few words seemed tightly held in her mouth, uttered only after much hesitation and struggle. Her tone carried a subtle hint of coquettishness and grievance.
The moment those words left her lips, He Mingyan, who had been striving to maintain her composure, could no longer keep up the act. Her beautiful eyes began to dart uncontrollably, her gaze shifting between the vibrant flowers blooming by the roadside and the lush, verdant trees in the distance. At that moment, every seemingly ordinary scene around her seemed to hold an irresistible allure, far more so than facing Qin Zejun, the man who made her heart race and pound.
However, how could Qin Zejun so easily miss such a golden opportunity to tease the shy girl in front of him? He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, slowly outlining a wicked smile that was like the bright sunshine that suddenly appeared in spring, shining and dazzling, but also containing a hint of cunning and mockery.
Then, he deliberately slowed down and lowered his originally clear voice, continuing in a gentle tone, almost like a soft murmur, "Oh? Really? But why don't you even dare to look at me now?"
Under Qin Zejun's relentless and aggressive questioning, He Mingyan's previously calm heart instantly became a tangled mess, like a small pebble suddenly thrown into a still lake, creating ripples that spread outwards in concentric circles. Even so, her pink lips resolutely refused to yield, forcibly suppressing the surging tension and unease within her. She stubbornly raised her head, meeting Qin Zejun's smiling eyes without flinching, and retorted firmly, "Who...who said I'm afraid to look at you! Humph, I simply don't want to look!" Though she said this, her large, bright, and expressive eyes seemed drawn by some invisible force, involuntarily avoiding his burning gaze. This subtle movement seemed to unintentionally reveal her truest feelings. After speaking, she seemed to want to hide her emotions, deliberately turning her head sharply to the side, putting on an indifferent and nonchalant appearance. However, only she herself knew best that at this moment, her heart was like a frightened deer, pounding wildly in her chest, almost as if it were about to jump out of her throat.
Seeing this, Qin Zejun's lips curled into a slight, almost imperceptible smile. That smile was like a gentle, warm spring breeze caressing the face, bringing comfort and ease. Then, he stretched out his arms and pulled the shy, lovely woman before him tightly into his embrace, lowering his head to whisper softly in her ear, "Alright, since you won't look me in the eye, and it's getting late, let me escort you back!" Hearing this, He Mingyan's delicate face instantly flushed crimson, making her look like a shy, timid fawn. She obediently nestled in Qin Zejun's broad, strong embrace, gently nodding in agreement. Then, she responded in a voice as soft as a mosquito's wings, "Okay." As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Zejun immediately took He Mingyan's delicate hand, which was as soft and tender as a spring onion, and together they walked out of the princess's mansion with light but firm steps, heading straight towards the direction of the palace.
Upon reaching the palace gates, Qin Zejun slowly stopped, his gaze gently falling on He Mingyan beside him. He gently reached out and carefully pinched He Mingyan's exquisitely beautiful face, his eyes filled with doting affection, and softly said, "I'll come to find you again in a couple of days, and then I'll definitely take you out for some fun."
Upon hearing this, He Mingyan's pretty face instantly blossomed into a delicate, vibrant peach blossom, her smile dazzling and captivating. She nodded repeatedly, responding sweetly, "Okay." Her voice was clear and melodious, like a nightingale singing in a valley, melodious and graceful.
Seeing this, Qin Zejun's lips curled into a warm smile, and he gently instructed, "Alright, it's getting late, hurry up and go inside." Hearing this, He Mingyan nodded gently like a docile lamb, softly replying, "Mm." Her voice was clear and melodious, like a gentle breeze caressing the strings of a zither, melodious and ethereal, captivating all who heard it. Then, a hint of concern appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she sweetly reminded him, "Be extra careful on your way back."
Hearing these comforting words, Qin Zejun felt a warmth in his heart, and his smile grew even brighter, as radiant as a flower blooming in spring. He nodded slightly to indicate that he understood, and said in a gentle, soothing voice, "Don't worry, I will be careful." Then, he stood still, motionless, like a statue. His eyes remained fixed on He Mingyan as she slowly turned and walked gracefully into the palace.
He Mingyan moved with the grace of the wind, her steps light and ethereal, like a beautiful butterfly fluttering among the flowers. She wore a magnificent dress, its hem billowing in the breeze, making her appear like a fairy descended from heaven. Her figure was graceful and alluring, every gesture exuding a captivating charm. She would occasionally turn back, offering Qin Zejun a sweet smile and gently waving her delicate, white hands, as if to reassure him not to worry too much. Qin Zejun, however, maintained his smile, his eyes burning like a blazing flame, fixed intently on He Mingyan's receding figure. He gazed at her intently until her petite, exquisite figure completely disappeared behind the majestic palace gates, only then reluctantly turning his gaze away.
Just then, Qin Zejun's sharply defined lips slowly curved upwards, forming a smile as radiant and heartwarming as a crescent moon. Without hesitation, he turned around, took long, powerful strides, and strode forward.
With each firm step he took, his tall and upright figure gradually receded into the distance. At first, we could still clearly see his broad shoulders and straight spine, but as the distance grew farther and farther, his figure gradually became blurred, eventually blending completely into the bustling crowd and disappearing without a trace.
Meanwhile, He Mingyan, filled with joy, skipped and hopped like a happy little bird all the way back to her palace. At this moment, she was as if she were immersed in an incredibly beautiful dream, her mind constantly replaying the scenes of parting with Qin Zejun. Her heart was filled with a sweet and mellow happiness, making it difficult for her to come out of that sweet atmosphere for a long time.
So much so that when a group of maids crowded around her, bowing and greeting her respectfully, she was completely unaware, showing no reaction whatsoever to what was happening around her. The maids stood there waiting for a long time, and seeing that their princess remained motionless, they couldn't help but look at each other, their faces showing confusion and bewilderment.
Finally, it was Xiao Tao, the attentive maidservant beside He Mingyan, who quietly entered the room and whispered in her ear, "Your Highness, would you like me to prepare some hot water for you so you can take a relaxing bath and unwind?" Hearing Xiao Tao's voice, He Mingyan snapped out of her reverie, her pretty face slightly flushed as she nodded and replied, "Yes, then go and prepare it quickly!"
Xiao Tao nodded slightly, responded with a soft voice like a nightingale singing in a valley, and then gracefully turned around like a butterfly in flight. In just a moment, a basin of steaming hot water, still emitting wisps of vapor, was steadily brought into the room.
Xiao Tao gracefully approached, her voice gentle and soft, "Your Highness, the hot water is ready. You may bathe in peace." Hearing this, He Mingyan's lips curved into a captivating smile, and she replied in a similarly melodious voice, "Very well." With that, she rose gracefully, her steps unsteady, like a noble and elegant white swan, and she swayed gently behind a screen placed not far away.
Xiao Tao followed closely behind, gently and carefully helping He Mingyan slowly remove her clothes. Before long, He Mingyan's beautiful body emerged gracefully from the steaming bathtub, like a lotus just rising from the water. Her skin was as white as snow, crystal clear, and seemed delicate enough to break at a touch.
Xiao Tao quickly picked up a soft towel and gently dried He Mingyan's wet hair. Just then, the previously quiet He Mingyan suddenly became excited, chattering away like a cheerful little bird: "Xiao Tao, do you know what? Today, this princess saw Qin Zejun!"
As Xiao Tao continued what she was doing, she asked curiously, "Did that young master recognize you, Princess?" He Mingyan's pretty face instantly blossomed into a blissful smile, as radiant as a flower in full bloom. She replied softly, her heart brimming with joy, "Yes, of course he recognized me." Hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Tao's eyes, and she quickly pressed on, "Then does this young master have feelings for the Princess?"