268 “Female Counterattack (H)” Chapter 267

014 Romantic Prince

Nong Qiang, who was taking a nap outside, was awakened by the sound of pushing the door open. He saw a man wearing a moon-white python-patterned robe stepping in through the door. He didn’t look like the smiling Yan Yan in the past, but he still had a jade face, eyebrows and a romantic attitude.

He raised his hand to stop the gun salute: “Is Qing Lian asleep?”

Getting a gun is still a blessing: “Back to the prince, the girl has been waiting for the prince.”

Fang Jun nodded slowly and walked towards the inner room.The autumn dew was heavy, and when she arrived, her legs and feet felt a little cold.She was waiting for him just as she had been waiting for him countless nights before, with an unlocked door, a flickering lamp, and a concentrated woman who was clumsily arranging threads in front of the embroidery frame, unaware of his arrival.There was a slight smile on Fang Junchi’s lips. Qing Lian was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but could never learn embroidery well. He was about to quietly walk over to see what she was embroidering, when he heard a sweet cry of “Ouch”.

“Why are you so careless?” He stepped forward, took the bloody green-white finger and put it into his mouth.

Ning Wan endured the tingling coming from the warm mouth and said with joy in her voice: “The prince is here.”

Fang Junchi stared at the suspicious red clouds on her cheeks, stretched out his tongue and licked the pads of her fingers ambiguously. This time, even the tips of her ears trembled quietly, and she was in a good mood. He released his fingers and pulled her into his arms for a deep kiss. They separated until they were both out of breath: “But are you bored here?”

“If the person you are waiting for can come, of course it won’t be boring.” Ning Wan took his hand and sat down at the small table. She lifted up her long aqua sleeves, revealing a pink and white slender wrist. She opened the small cup on the coffee table and immediately smelled the sweet fragrance. “The osmanthus bloomed just right today, so Lian’er picked it and steamed some osmanthus cakes according to the method of her hometown. Please try it, Your Majesty?”

But there was no reply.

Fang Junchi’s dark eyes were firmly fixed on the steaming plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. The appearance of the white and crisp petals, and even the position of the sweet-scented osmanthus embellishment overlapped with his memory. A long-lost aroma awakened his dormant sense of smell. He tried his best to restrain his trembling hands, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth…

He has not liked sweets for many years, but the sweet and glutinous taste melts in his mouth little by little, with the distinct aroma of rice, oil and osmanthus. For him, it is a delicacy that he cannot find anywhere in the world.When he was a child, he was picky and delicate, so his mother-in-law steamed sweet-scented osmanthus sponge cake, cut it into the shape of petals, and coaxed him to eat it.

Ning Wan looked at the man in front of him with hazy eyes, as if he was covered in heat, and he looked lost in thought.I couldn’t help but blame myself, whether this method was too cruel.The man’s lips moved slightly, and he swallowed the piece of pastry. Then he stretched his fingers towards the plate and suddenly stopped when he was about to touch another piece of cake. He exerted so much force that even his joints turned slightly white.

Fang Junchi raised his eyes and smiled softly, with a calm look on his face. It was as if the stunned and fragile man just now was just Ning Wan’s illusion, and he could move freely.Just when she thought she would fail tonight, the man opened his thin lips slightly, and his slightly hoarse and low bass was very captivating: “Come here, little Lian’er, I will tell you a story.”

“Qing Lian is all ears.” Ning Wan clenched her hands tightly in her long sleeves, not even noticing that her nails pricked her palms. She stood up and walked to Fang Junchi. The man held her waist tightly in his arms and rested his chin on her head, so she couldn’t see the man’s expression at the moment, but the narrating voice vibrated her chest through the skin, like slowly flowing water.

“Once upon a time, there was a very wealthy family with a huge fortune…”