After Accidentally Marking the Cold and Elegant Eldest Princess - Chapter 4

Chapter 4: The Dream Becomes Reality

The hands that should have pushed the woman away turned to press against her slender waist, forcefully crushing her against herself as their soft forms squeezed together.

The girl’s peach-blossom eyes had long since turned red from endurance, and every shred of clarity had vanished. She lowered her head, the tip of her perky nose brushing against the woman’s flushed, snow-white neck. Her breathing grew increasingly heavy as she drank in the intense fragrance of the Kunze’s nape.

Yuan Jingxue had not completely lost her mind. She felt Yan Yunti’s breath moving toward the back of her neck, and the scorching air puffing against the fragile gland on her nape made her body tremble slightly.

Affected by the drug, the newly differentiated Qianyuan was utterly unable to retract her pheromones; they only diffused more and more intensely.

And her own condition was getting worse. Since the Cold Fragrance Pills could no longer alleviate it, she had to find a faster way to calm the turmoil within her body.

Yan Yunti was her best choice right now.

Rather than waiting for her sanity to crumble and falling into an even more embarrassing situation, it was better to take the initiative, seize control, and make use of this Qianyuan.

Evidently, a newly differentiated Qianyuan could not withstand even the slightest provocation.

Every thought of “shouldn’t” or “can’t” was cast aside. In Yan Yunti’s bloodshot eyes, there was only the delicate gland on the Kunze’s nape. Her canines itched, and instinct told her exactly what to do next.

Her lips pressed against the woman’s nape, rubbing gently twice.

Yuan Jingxue couldn’t stop her body from a slight shudder. She had thought the girl wouldn’t dare to bite, but in the next instant, Yan Yunti’s canines pressed against her gland and bit down hard.

The teeth pierced the fragile gland, and the Qianyuan’s cold, crisp pheromones swarmed in. The sanity Yuan Jingxue had been desperately maintaining was instantly shattered by the surging cold fragrance. The watery light in her eyes trembled violently, and a low moan escaped from between her teeth.

How could a newly differentiated Qianyuan know anything about proceeding step-by-step? Once she bit onto the Kunze’s gland, she refused to let go. She injected her pheromones wantonly into the gland, and hearing that low moan—half-sob, half-plea—she only bit deeper.

The pheromones of both women erupted simultaneously, intermingling perfectly.

Until they were nearly reaching a certain peak, Yan Yunti heard a soft whisper from her arms: “Don’t…”

the distant, cold tone was gone, replaced by a soft, melodious murmur.

Yan Yunti stopped with inexplicable obedience. She pulled back a short distance and saw the gland, flushed red and seeping blood from her bite. Her canines itched once more.

But she instinctively realized she could not bite again.

The Qianyuan licked her own canines and lowered her head again. This time she did not bite; instead, she extended her tongue to gently lick away the traces of blood, soothing the Kunze’s injured gland bit by bit.

Yuan Jingxue leaned in her arms, panting slightly.

Compared to the previous sudden and aggressive “bullying” bite, the Qianyuan’s movements now could be described as gentle and considerate, making her a bit more comfortable.

However, the drug in her body had not fully run its course.

It felt as if something was missing.

Yuan Jingxue didn’t know what it was. She looked up and saw the wound on the Qianyuan’s neck made by the silver needle; another small bead of blood had surfaced. She couldn’t resist covering it with her lips to suck it away.

Yan Yunti’s movements paused. She reluctantly rubbed the Kunze’s gland a few more times before moving away to look at the delicate, bone-soft beauty in her arms. She raised her hand to pinch the beauty’s chin, forcing her to look up.

Unable to suck the blood bead any longer, Yuan Jingxue let out a low hum, sounding somewhat dissatisfied.

To Yan Yunti’s ears, this sound was like a kitten acting spoiled and asking for pets, making her heart itch intensely.

The beauty’s vermillion lips were right before her eyes.

Yan Yunti blinked. She wanted to bite.

Before she could act, the Kunze in her arms kissed her first, sucking on her moist lips to quench her own thirst.

The woman’s lips were too soft—so soft that Yan Yunti didn’t dare to bite.

However, the Kunze was much bolder than her, invading her mouth to seek relief and alleviate the craving.

A simple marking began to develop in another direction.

Yan Yunti took the lead, no longer remaining passive.

There was no bedding on the low couch; their discarded clothes were spread beneath them. Memories surfaced in Yan Yunti’s mind of the cloud-like softness pressing against her back when she was running with the woman earlier. As their lips remained pressed together, her hand reached out and gripped…

The drug took full effect.

When Yan Yunti’s consciousness returned, the first thing she felt was the softness beneath her palm, followed by the stinging pain in her left arm.

The clarity in her eyes gradually returned. She found herself holding the elegant and exquisite Eldest Princess. Shifting her gaze slightly, she saw the Princess’s eyes, flushed red from her “bullying,” the soaked eyelashes, and the cold eyes from which the watery mist was gradually receding.

The secret room was filled with the cloying, blended scent of their pheromones. Memories of what had happened flashed through her mind all at once.

Two words immediately popped into Yan Yunti’s head: Finished.

The Eldest Princess in her arms was soaked from the inside out with her pheromones.

Yan Yunti realized with absolute clarity that she had differentiated into a Qianyuan and had successfully established a temporary mark on the current Eldest Princess, Yuan Jingxue.

Her dream had come true!

Clearly, Yuan Jingxue had woken up earlier than she had. To make her snap out of it, the Princess had used a hairpin to stab Yan Yunti’s left arm, letting the pain wake her.

Yan Yunti opened her mouth to say something, but meeting those indifferent phoenix eyes, she felt it best to shut up and say nothing at all.

She rose silently, her hand inevitably brushing against Yuan Jingxue’s waist, which was covered in faint red marks.

There were kiss marks, and marks left from kneading.

Yan Yunti hurriedly averted her eyes. She turned and picked up her undergarments and inner robe from the other end of the couch, putting them on in silence. Then she saw her light-blue outer dress spread across the couch.

She tried a tentative tug and pulled it out easily, only to see the unavoidable water stains soaking the outer skirt. She put it down again in embarrassment.

A slight rustling of clothes came from behind her.

Yan Yunti didn’t dare turn around. She forced herself to calm down and seriously recall the reason for her loss of control.

She clearly remembered wanting to push the Princess away. How did it evolve to this point?

No, if one really looked at it, the Princess had been the one to provoke her first, right? First smelling her pheromones, then kissing her neck and collarbone, and then that sentence…

“Bite… me.”

Yan Yunti pressed her tongue against her canines. Just remembering that scene made her teeth itch with stimulation.

The Princess must have lost her sanity at that moment.

She blamed herself for not noticing in time; instead, she had been provoked into an immediate loss of control by a few slight movements.

What should she do now?

They couldn’t get out of this secret room, and she didn’t know what was happening outside.

Yan Yunti desperately wanted to leave this room immediately.

Just as she was thinking this, her ears caught the sound of footsteps outside. This time the footsteps were very faint, as if only one person was there.

Three urgent knocks sounded on the secret wall, followed by a pause and then two more knocks.

Yan Yunti had no choice but to turn and look at Yuan Jingxue for direction.

This time, it didn’t sound like a searcher.

Yuan Jingxue sat on the couch, also wearing only a snow-white inner robe. She raised her eyes to meet Yan Yunti’s gaze and said calmly, “Knock back in the same manner.”

It seemed the Princess’s people had found them.

Yan Yunti walked to the wall and knocked back in the same pattern.

Soon, the closed wall rotated counter-clockwise and opened.

Jinsi hurried into the secret room. First, she saw the Eldest Princess safe on the couch. Before her sigh of relief could escape, she saw Yan Yunti wearing only her inner robe and immediately realized something was wrong.

However, she asked nothing. She walked to the Princess and knelt to admit her fault: “This subordinate deserves death for allowing Your Highness to encounter danger. Please punish me, Your Highness.”

Seeing her subordinate, Yuan Jingxue’s tense nerves relaxed slightly. Her voice was as calm as ever: “Send someone to fetch two sets of new clothes and summon Song Lang.”

Her own dress was stained and could no longer be worn.

As for Yan Yunti’s—Yuan Jingxue glanced at the crumpled outer skirt in Yan Yunti’s hand. She knew what was on it.

The newly differentiated Qianyuan was quite the natural; through fumbling, she had helped her vent the drug’s force, while also pestering her…

Yuan Jingxue could feel the discomfort there, so she remained seated without moving.

Jinsi took the order and went out to arrange everything. She then stood guard outside the secret room as the wall closed again.

Yan Yunti gripped her dress tightly, feeling it was time to say something.

Before she could speak, the Princess on the couch looked up at her first. The redness in the beauty’s eyes had faded, her expression had returned to coldness, and her voice was crystal clear: “We shall act as if this never happened.”

In this matter, it was hard to say who was right or wrong. At the moment she chose to use the Qianyuan, Yuan Jingxue hadn’t expected the loss of control to be so severe.

Regardless of what just transpired, now that it was over, there should be no further involvement.