Has The Princess Consort Come Out Today? - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

“It’s like this, Prince. Actually, today… my menstruation arrived,” Ji Tian said, her body shifting restlessly as she lowered her head with a look of self-reproach and helplessness.

At a time like this, she could only pull out the universal excuse of Auntie.

Of course, she had prepared for this yesterday.

“Oh?” Xie Jun toyed with a strand of her hair.

“The Princess’s menstruation has come?”

“Yes, Prince.” Ji Tian put on the same well-behaved, fawning act she used to use as a child to trick her dad, saying pitifully and obediently: “I am young, and the timing of my cycle is irregular. To think it would come on this grand day of joy… I didn’t dare speak up, but I truly cannot serve the Prince. I beg… I beg the Prince for forgiveness.”

“This Prince saw the way you ate just now. It didn’t look like your cycle had started.”

Ji Tian: …

“This consort didn’t dare show any impropriety, fearing I would spoil the Prince’s mood.” Ji Tian fiddled with her fingers.

“Spoil my mood?” Xie Jun leaned closer to her. Ji Tian could see that his face, smooth as jade, didn’t have a single visible pore, and his skin was incredibly fair—not at all like someone who practiced martial arts.

That wasn’t the point.

“Prince, please forgive me. I hope you can understand, I didn’t want it to be like this either.” Ji Tian pouted slightly, trying to act cute.

“Having your cycle doesn’t get in the way. Has the Princess not studied the erotic manuals?” Xie Jun’s smile was flirtatious as he leaned toward Ji Tian’s ear.

Ji Tian, who had been forced by Lady Lin to cram a roll of erotic paintings: … What is Xie Jun talking about? Is he into such heavy tastes? Can you please stop talking next to me? It’s disgusting. Are you ancient people really this open-minded?

Now Ji Tian regretted it. Had she known, she wouldn’t have complained that it was too tiring and not pretty when her dad sent her to learn martial arts as a kid. If she had, she could have flipped Xie Jun off her right now.

Unfortunately, she could only shrink away weakly and innocently, her voice tinged with a sob: “I beg the Prince for forgiveness… After I am well, I will serve you properly…”

Ji Tian frowned and closed her eyes, sensing Xie Jun scrutinizing her.

She waited for him to walk away.

The expected shadow didn’t leave, instead, Ji Tian felt a sense of weightlessness beneath her as she was pushed onto the bed by Xie Jun’s strength.

Heaven wants me dead!

Ji Tian’s heart raced with alarm. Her hand already reaching toward the underside of the pillow.

Hidden there was her secret weapon. She didn’t want to use it unless it was a moment of dire crisis because doing so might enrage Xie Jun and bring disaster upon the Ji family.

However, even if she died, she couldn’t accept…

Ji Tian looked as if she were embracing death, ready to execute her final plan.

“The Princess is very nervous?” Ji Tian felt the shadow looming over her depart. She cautiously opened her eyes to see Xie Jun’s face, full of amusement, hovering above.

“Not at all, heh heh.” Ji Tian smiled.

“That’s good. Serve this Prince in changing clothes.” Xie Jun stood up and spread his arms.

Ji Tian: …

“Princess?”

“This consort is coming.” Ji Tian took a deep breath and stood up to strip Xie Jun of his clothes. She wasn’t familiar with how these clothes were worn, so she unfastened them very slowly and clumsily. Xie Jun merely lowered his eyelashes, observing her dispassionately.

“There, Prince.” Ji Tian swallowed hard.

“The hair.”

“…Alright.” Ji Tian stood on her tiptoes to reach for his hair crown. Xie Jun was a head taller than her. Unfastening clothes was fine, but reaching the crown…

Ji Tian: “Prince, could you lower your head a bit?”

“Very well,” Xie Jun said.

Once Xie Jun lowered his head, Ji Tian began to think: How do I take this crown off again? Take out the hairpin first? And then?

Ji Tian began to study it on the spot, fumbling around until she finally managed to remove the crown.

“The Princess is still not very skilled,” Xie Jun said lightheartedly as he straightened up after having his head bowed for quite a while.

“I will learn in the future.” Ji Tian gave a reserved smile, and then… looking at Xie Jun’s face, she thought even harder: Why isn’t Xie Jun a girl?

Once his hair was down, those facial features became even more pronounced. If he were the other gender, Xie Jun would definitely be her top-tier choice.

A pity. Different orientations cannot be forced together.

Ji Tian grumbled inwardly as she watched Xie Jun turn to summon maidservants to help him wash up. For a moment, she couldn’t figure out what he intended to do. However, being cautious was never a mistake. Ji Tian glanced toward the underside of the pillow.

The first priority now was: removing makeup. Brushing away the face towel brought by a maid, Ji Tian used her own hands to remove her makeup. She didn’t know what ancient cosmetics were like, and if she didn’t clean them off properly, her fair, beautiful little face would be ruined. Ji Tian absolutely could not accept a single flaw on her face. She was the ultimate Little Beauty.

The Little Beauty became immersed in her maintenance routine, which had to be meticulous. She carefully removed the makeup, washed her face, and took her face cream out of a box. Smearing it on wasn’t enough. She also massaged it in seriously, admiring her beauty in the blurry mirror. She didn’t notice that Xie Jun, who had already finished cleaning up, was sitting nearby watching her.

This narcissistic appearance was quite different from the way her small eyes were darting around making plans just a moment ago.

Xie Jun found it amusing in his heart, yet his face remained rakish as he called out: “Princess, serve this Prince in retiring for the night.”

Sure enough, as expected, he saw the previously relaxed Ji Tian shrink her neck like a startled rabbit. “Yes, Prince.”

When she walked close, Xie Jun put his arm around her slender waist.

The supple waist beneath his hand stiffened instantly.

“Since the Princess has her menstruation, why don’t we try a different way?” Xie Jun used Ji Tian’s hair to poke her face, making her shrink back from the itchiness.

Her face still had to look obedient and cute: “Prince, it’s truly inconvenient for me today. The menstruation is treading in filth. I cannot let it soil your precious body. I beg the Prince’s forgiveness.” Ji Tian pretended not to understand, speaking insincere extravagant flattery while frantically trying to make Xie Jun’s impression of her worsen.

“In that case,” Xie Jun felt her tension and pondered for a moment before saying: “Shall we… have a long time ahead of us?”

“Mhm, mhm, mhm.” Ji Tian nodded like a chicken pecking at grain.

Xie Jun curled his lips into a smile like a spring breeze.

Even Ji Tian had to admit he was quite good-looking.

Xie Jun lay down on the bed and pointed to the spot next to him. “Sleep.”

“Yes. Goodnight, Prince.” Ji Tian lay down beside him, carefully pulling her inner robes tight. After confirming there was no danger, she let out a small sigh of relief.

Xie Jun had already closed his eyes. Ji Tian pricked up her ears to listen. After a short while, she heard even breathing.

She stole a glance at him with her little eyes.

Perfect, he was asleep!

Phew, warning cleared. Ji Tian, who had just fought a great battle, relaxed, feeling somewhat like a survivor of a catastrophe.

At that moment, a large hand draped over Ji Tian, crossing right over her stomach.

Ji Tian: !!

She cautiously glanced over again. Xie Jun was still in a deep sleep.

Ji Tian bit her lip, sucked in her stomach, and gently took her small claw to lift Xie Jun’s hand, slowly, slowly moving it to the side.

Just then, Xie Jun moved.

Ji Tian: !!

She held her breath, not daring to move.

“Mm, why is the Princess holding my hand?” Xie Jun opened his eyes.

Ji Tian hurried to put his hand back and started looking for an excuse: “The Prince’s hand is too beautiful. I couldn’t help but take a look. I beg the Prince for forgiveness.” Was I supposed to say your ‘claw’ was on me and I was moving it back? Life is so hard.

However, Xie Jun’s hands were indeed very beautiful—slender and fair, not as bony as typical men’s hands. Every part was just right.

“Oh? The Princess’s hands are also very beautiful.” Xie Jun caught her hand and looked at it.

The most mismatched part of Ji Tian’s entire body was her hands. Even though her appearance was that of a pure first love type, she wasn’t short, and her body wasn’t fat, her small hands didn’t have slender fingers. Instead, they were somewhat chubby, fair, and tender—like playing with high-quality mutton-fat jade. He turned them over and over, unable to put them down.

Ji Tian hated it when people talked about her hands, except for her family. She took her hand back and gave a sweet smile: “Prince, please rest quickly. You must be tired today.”

This time she learned her lesson. Once Xie Jun’s breathing stabilized, she curled into a small ball and rolled to the innermost part of the bed, keeping a distance from him. Fortunately, the bed in the Prince’s manor was large enough.

Ji Tian thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep, but listening to Xie Jun’s regular breathing, her eyelids began to betray her and started drooping. Unknowingly, she closed her eyes.

Sleep, today was so tiring. If I don’t sleep well, I’ll get pimples tomorrow.

Holding the quilt, Ji Tian’s small head nodded bit by bit until she finally fell into a sweet sleep.

She slept very peacefully, her small face full of infant-like innocence and lack of defense, as if she were having a beautiful dream. Beside her, Xie Jun, whom she thought had long since fallen asleep, had opened his eyes. Those eyes, usually full of rakishness and playfulness, were now calm, hiding a sharp edge that others could not read.

He looked at the sleeping face of Ji Tian, who was tightly huddled in the innermost corner, and reached his hand into the mattress under the pillow. Sure enough, he felt a small dagger.

A cold light flashed in Xie Jun’s eyes. Without making a sound, he withdrew his hand, but there was more scrutiny in his gaze.

A moment later, it seemed as if only a gust of wind had passed through the room. The wedding candles were still burning, but Xie Jun was no longer in the room. Only the sound of Ji Tian’s breathing remained.

Outside, a black-clad guard knelt on one knee: “Prince, do we not use the hallucinogenic incense tonight?”

“No need.” Xie Jun lowered his eyes.

“Go investigate Ji Tian. I want details.”

“Yes.”

Although he had investigated everyone in the Ji family before, the guard had no doubts upon receiving Xie Jun’s order. He only needed to execute the Prince’s command. He took the order and disappeared from the room within a few breaths.

Xie Jun looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the table. A moment later, he opened a hidden compartment and took out several types of ointments.

As the candle shadows flickered, Xie Jun lowered his hand. He no longer had an Adam’s apple on his throat.

If Ji Tian were here, she would definitely cry out that this was her top-tier choice—the exact face she wanted in her dreams.

Xie Jun was also thinking of her.

“He” recalled Ji Tian’s actions today in “his” mind, as well as that knife under Ji Tian’s pillow. “He” took out white paper and once again sorted through every connection between the Ji household and the outside world.

Reasonably speaking, “his” marriage must be hidden with many mysteries. Although Ji Tian was the one “he” chose with the least prominent background, Xie Jun didn’t believe that Prince Chen’s faction wouldn’t place a piece in the game.

It was just a matter of dealing with whatever moves came his way.

The night deepened, and the candle shadows flickered out.

In the room, Ji Tian turned over. Having returned to the bed, Xie Jun looked at her pure sleeping face with an unreadable expression in his eyes.

Ji Tian had a sweet dream. Feeling something external touching her, she thought it was the small dog at home. Drowsily, she pushed it away: “Don’t bother me, Sister is sleeping.”

“The Princess slept well?”

Hearing this chilly voice, Ji Tian was awake in a second.

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