Drunk

Yan Wanning's words took An Yingying aback, but she soon realized why and understood. "When will you be back, then?"

Yan Wanning shook her head. "I don't know yet."

Although her husband had said they would return after the emperor's birthday banquet, who could say whether something might delay them? She did not dare speak too confidently.

An Yingying understood her concerns and said, "Let me know when you leave."

"I will."

Yan Wanning stayed with her a little longer. Seeing that it was about time, she said, "Yingying, I'll go to the banquet now."

An Yingying nodded. Madam Gu had already announced that she had caught a chill, so she could not attend the banquet. She called Xue'er over to lead the mistress and her maid there.

By the time they arrived, most of the ladies from the various households had taken their seats. When they saw her, they all rose and greeted her. "Greetings, Princess Consort."

Yan Wanning nodded and told them to rise. Then she saw a beautiful woman walking toward her. The woman looked to be in her thirties or forties, but her dignified face had scarcely a wrinkle. She was clearly well cared for and had a touch of heroic bearing. She wore a splendid purple gown and was dressed with propriety.

The beautiful woman curtsied to Yan Wanning. "Gu Jiangshi greets the Princess Consort."

Yan Wanning realized that this beautiful woman was most likely Madam Gu.

"There is no need for so much ceremony, Madam Gu," Yan Wanning said softly.

Madam Gu looked the delicate, lovely, and radiant young woman over carefully and nodded to herself. She seemed to be an obedient child; A Yuan's spirit in heaven could finally rest easy.

A Yuan was the pet name of Si Yunqi's mother, Yao Yuanyuan.

The banquet at the Gu Residence did not end until nearly sunset. Yan Wanning naturally got to see Liyue as she had wished, but by then she was quite drunk. After she had spoken only a few words, Si Yunqi carried her onto the carriage, and no amount of struggling helped.

"Hmph! You're bad." An unnatural flush spread across Yan Wanning's pretty little face as she leaned in Si Yunqi's arms. Her eyes were wet, and she pouted as she complained to him aggrievedly.

"Hmm? How is your husband bad?" Seeing how adorable and alluring she was, Si Yunqi could not help giving her soft, tender cheek a bite, neither too hard nor too gentle.

"Wah~" Yan Wanning whimpered, tears pattering down without end. "You're just bad. You wouldn't let me talk to Sister Liyue, and you even bit me."

The young woman's delicate, soft voice was unbearably sweet. Her two little hands beat against him as if tickling him; it did not hurt, but it set his whole body ablaze.

Si Yunqi tenderly kissed the sweet, delectable little wife in his arms until she was dizzy. His eyes had long since caught fire with desire, and he stared heatedly at the unsuspecting little prey in his arms, wishing he could devour her whole.

"Rawr~"

After getting drunk, Yan Wanning became dazed and silly, prone to tears and terribly clingy. She felt that the man had bullied her and was determined to get her revenge.

So, while Si Yunqi was not paying attention, she sank her teeth into his Adam's apple.

"Hiss~"

Si Yunqi gripped her chin with one large hand and freed his Adam's apple from her mouth. His desire-filled eyes grew even hotter, and his throat bobbed slightly.

But the little woman in his arms, heedless of the danger, pressed her luscious cherry lips to his cool, thin ones and said softly, "Husband, kiss me."

A flash of delight passed through Si Yunqi's eyes. He parted his teeth of his own accord, and a soft, tender tongue slipped tentatively inside, only to be entwined by his.

Yan Wanning tilted her head back as his kisses left her dizzy and her eyes hazy. Her little hand slipped and touched something she could not make out, drawing a muffled groan from the man.

Before she could react to what it was, the man had pinned her beneath him. Alarmed, Yan Wanning stretched out her hands to push against his chest. "Don't... not here."

"Be good. I'll only kiss you, nothing else."

Yan Wanning did not relax at his words. The next moment, she felt a chill on her chest, followed by a tingling sensation. She covered her lips with her hand to keep herself from crying out, but tears streamed down her face again.

After a long while, Si Yunxi lifted his head from her chest, an intimate sheen of moisture glistening on his sexy, thin lips. The large hand resting on her snowy peak squeezed slightly.

"Gently... be gentle."

Yun Yin, who was driving the carriage, let out a sigh. The prince and princess consort paid far too little heed to where they were. His poor ears.

"G-Guard Yun." Xiao He's round face was slightly red as she held out the two tufts of cotton in her hand to Yun Yin. "Do you want them?"

Yun Yin took them from her and smiled at her. "Thank you, Miss Xiao He."

Seeing him stuff the cotton into his ears, Xiao He felt inexplicably shy, and her face burned as though it were on fire.

The feeling was a little strange, yet a little warm, and it grew especially strong when she saw the smile on Guard Yun's face.

"You're welcome. With... with those in, you won't hear it so clearly."

"That's true. Miss Xiao He, you're so clever."

Xiao He said nothing and gave him a shy smile. Her heart was beating faster than it ever had before, so fast that she no longer dared look Guard Yun in the eye.

Seeing that Xiao He had nothing more to say, Yun Yin continued driving the carriage in low spirits, wondering to himself whether he might be ill.

Otherwise, why did his heart beat faster whenever he spoke to Miss Xiao He?