Chapter 19.5 - After the Sickly Beauty Transmigrated Into a Book, He Married the Arrogant Crown Prince)
"I'll tell you if you carry me to bed." The younger’s breath lingered on Pei Ji’s ear, and Pei Ji felt that his ear was a little burned by the hot air.
His throat rolled up and down, and after a slight hesitation, he picked the person up in his arms and walked over to the edge of the bed to set him down. Just as he was about to get up, Song Beiyao hooked his neck and pulled him down.
Pei Ji supported his arm, half propped up on the bed, the distance between the two people was drawn extremely close in an instant. Breaths intermingled, bodies pressed together. Pei Ji saw Song Beiyao's picturesque eyebrows, straight nose, and further down, reddened lips.
His eyes hovered over those lips, watching as they opened and closed, revealing a half-dozen white teeth and a cherry-red tongue.
"Now, are you ready to hear my secret?" Song Beiyao's eyes swirled with drunkenness, the ends of his eyes a scarlet red.
"Go ahead." Pei Ji's voice was low and muffled.
Song Beiyao slightly hooked onto Pei Ji's neck and came up to his ear, her lips tracing past his earlobe.
"Pei Ji, I like you."
The young man's voice was as cold as a clear spring, and as soft as a sheep, and every word fell on the heart.
Pei Ji's body could not help but be slightly stunned.
He had seen all the care Song Beiyao had taken in treating him these past few days, but he didn't think much about why. He wasn't a person who would put much thought into such aspects.
But it's another thing to feel it, and to actually hear it from the other person's own mouth yourself.
He was the Crown Prince, and there were quite a few people who had expressed their admiration and love for him, and in recent years there had been no shortage of royals from other countries who had offered to make peace. However, at this moment, Song Beiyao's words sounded slightly different.
Pei Ji returned his eyes and saw that Song Beiyao was staring at him with a burning gaze, seemingly tracing his features with his sight.
Afterward, Song Beiyao cupped his face in one go and tried to kiss his lips.
Those soft and red lips kept getting closer and closer, and the smell of the teenager's body mixed with the smell of wine was getting heavier and heavier. Pei Ji's eyes darkened slightly as he stretched out his other hand, blocking the middle of the two.
Song Beiyao had his mouth covered at once, whimpering and letting out a burst of dissatisfaction, Pei Ji removed his hand and heard him saying "kiss" and "want to kiss".
Soon, Song Beiyao looked like he was getting sleepy and slowly closed his eyes, quickly falling asleep.
Pei Ji lowered his eyes and looked at the teenager's quiet sleeping face, his gaze falling to those soft lips, rolling and wandering.
He felt a soft feather, scraped gently against his heart, tickling it a little.
In the middle of the night, he got up, covered Song Beiyao with the sheets, and turned to leave.
After Pei Ji left, Song Beiyao slowly opened his eyes, his eyes clear.
The gray number in the lower left corner of the field of vision turned into -155, he gently hooked the corner of his lips, rolled over, lazily lying on the bed, one hand hanging over the edge of the bed. The small arm was white and slender, the fingers were long and slender, the fingertips gently touched and snapped his fingers.
[Host, Host!] The system immediately popped up with gusto, [What is this trick called this time?]
"This time." Song Beiyao's voice was extremely different from when he had just spoken to Pei Ji, lethargic and casual, "Let's call it 'Straight Ball into the Hole'."
[Awesome!] The system marveled, [I feel like Pei Ji is going to be mesmerized by you!]
Song Beiyao let out a low chuckle in his throat, "Mesmerized? Then you're underestimating him too much."
How could a person like Pei Ji allow himself to be mesmerized?
[Say… What would happen if one day Pei Ji realizes that you’re lying to him!!!] The system was horrified, [Will you be cut and quartered like in the original plot, and strewn at the city gates for ninety-eighty-one days?!?!]
"Maybe… Oh! Maybe it will end up worse.”
Song Beiyao slowly closed his eyes and said somewhat wearily, "But don't worry, I won't let him find out."
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It was customary for Song Beiyao to drink congee early the next morning to moisturize his stomach after drinking wine the night before.
He slept until six o'clock, and the sky was bright outside. He got out of bed and put on his clothes. When he went out, he saw Li Liansheng and Ling Feng in a wide-eyed stare.
"What's going on here?" Song Beiyao asked sparingly.
"He's been chewing me out all morning, blaming me for not advising you last night and instead following you in your drinking." Ling Feng made the first move.
Li Liansheng was no longer nervous or stuttering in the face of Song Beiyao now, and he said with evidence, ''The master is already in poor health, and has a craving, and you didn't even keep an eye on him. What if something goes wrong with his drinking? As a personal servant, you were so drunk that you don't know how to take care of the master, it looks like I should’ve stayed last night!
"Look! Look!" Ling Feng was so angry that his head was smoking, "You are getting more and more daring!You’re saying I wasn’t trying to stop him?" Turning his head, he saw Song Beiyao smiling beside him with his eyebrows curved. He became even angrier, "You are still laughing! Just tell him, it was you who begged me to go to the dining room to get you some wine last night!"
"Yes yes yes, thank you." Song Beiyao walked over and winked at Li Liansheng, "Thank you too Li Liansheng, next time I'll tell you before I drink."
"Want another time? I won't be there next time!" Ling Feng yelled from the side.
When Li Liansheng heard such a gentle tone from Song Beiyao, he lowered his head in some embarrassment and opened the food box on the table, saying, "This is the clear porridge that was sent by the catering room in the morning, it's still hot, so have some of it, master."
"The Catering Room is so attentive now?" Ling Feng glanced twice into the food box.
"It was His Highness who ordered it down." Li Liansheng said with a look of joy, "His Highness is now becoming more and more concerned about the master."
Ling Feng gave a light "heh" in an unclear manner, Song Beiyao raised his eyebrows without moving and smiled warmly, "It's great to have husband's concern."
In the evening, Song Beiyao still hadn't gone to the dining hall for dinner.
It was almost the eleventh hour before the catering room sent over the new cuisine for the evening meal. When the two of them were having their meal in the main room, Ling Feng asked him curiously, "Why don't you go today? Weren’t you trying to get close to Pei Ji? It seems like he’s given you a way to get close to him.”
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