Chapter 113: An Unexpected Kiss

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his face.

Rong Qinglei had removed his mask.

“What are you doing?” Yue Mingxuan asked, feeling slightly cornered, but he still spoke confidently. “Give my mask back.”

Rong Qinglei studied him carefully.

They had met twice, both at night.

Those brief encounters had already made him obsessed with this man, unable to focus on anything else.

He truly had a face that could captivate everyone.

If his father saw this face, he might even kneel before him and ask him to become his concubine.

Thinking this, he gently placed the mask back over Yue Mingxuan’s face and sighed softly. “You are truly beautiful.”

When Yue Mingxuan heard this, he felt a surge of indignation.

Why he he looks like as if he had stole something from him.

Heaven knows, he had stolen nothing from Rong Qinglei.

At most, he had coerced a jade pendant from him and that had been willingly given.

He couldn’t sit quietly while such a heavy accusation hung over him.

So, he spoke firmly, “What do you mean by that?”

However, Rong Qinglei doesn’t answer his question.

Instead, his hand traced along the line where the mask met Yue Mingxuan’s cheek and sliding down to his perfectly curved chin.

He applied a little pressure, revealing the lips he had longed for day and night.

He no longer restrained his emotions.

Perhaps, as a Prince he had suppressed his true feeling too much for too long, but now when he face Yue Mingxuan, all his restraint collapsed completely.

All of Rong Qinglei’s remaining reason had completely collapsed.

Without thinking any further, he lowered his head and lightly tasted the beauty he had longed for day and night.

He had waited for this day for far too long.

Every single day and night, he had analyzed every piece of information that seemed even slightly related to Yue Mingxuan.

Every place near the imperial city where Yue Mingxuan might appear, he had personally searched.

Every figure that looked even remotely similar, he had investigated.

Yet Yue Mingxuan had seemed to vanish from the world entirely.

After countless fruitless searches, Rong Qinglei had even begun to believe that Yue Mingxuan was nothing more than a creation of his own imagination.

But now, he finally had him trapped within his arms.

How could he possibly let go?

Ever since seeing Yue Mingxuan at the hunting grounds and learning that he was the Fifth Prince of the Dongyue Kingdom, Rong Qinglei had first felt anger over being deceived.

However, that anger was quickly overwhelmed by wild joy.

Yue Mingxuan was not a fantasy and not an illusion born of longing.

He was real, alive and standing in this world.

He was the first person in Rong Qinglei’s life that he truly wanted, the one he was determined to obtain at all costs.

That was why he willingly followed Yue Mingxuan all the way from the hunting grounds to the royal villa, even if it meant waiting outside the door for an entire night just to see him.

Suddenly, a pain shot through his lips.

Rong Qinglei froze for a brief moment, then laughed softly.

The pain once again confirmed Yue Mingxuan’s existence.

To him, such pain meant nothing at all.

Yue Mingxuan stared at the man in front of him, whose lips were bleeding yet who was still smiling to himself.

A chill ran through his heart.

He had bitten down with real force just now and it should have hurt badly.

Yet Rong Qinglei could still smile as if nothing had happened.

Rong Qinglei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly,

“Mingxuan, I will take responsibility.”

Yue Mingxuan could not help but roll his eyes.

Please, who asked you to take responsibility?

He appeared out of nowhere and forced a kiss on him for no reason, and now this?

Wait, could this be another romantic entanglement?

Today must have been the Beirong royal family working together to toy with him.

So, he refused to fall for it.

Thinking this, Yue Mingxuan waved his hand generously and said, “Enough, enough. I don’t need you to take responsibility. I bit you once, so we’re even. Just don’t go telling people about it.”

Seeing Yue Mingxuan wave him off like he was swatting away a fly, Rong Qinglei could not help but laugh silently.

It seemed that his past experiences had caused him to misunderstand this situation.

For the first time, he felt a sense of frustration.

Yet instead of feeling discouraged, a spark of determination lit up inside him.

Yue Mingxuan had no interest in what Rong Qinglei was thinking.

He turned around and immediately go to his courtyard.

Rong Qinglei did not follow him.

He was used to planning carefully before taking action.

At the very least, he now knew who Yue Mingxuan truly was.

From here on, he only needed to make Yue Mingxuan fall in love with him.

Yue Mingxuan passed through the imperial garden and soon arrived at the entrance of his courtyard.

However, just as he reached the gate, he was stopped by a palace attendant who looked unfamiliar.

“Prince Yue,” the attendant said, “Concubine Hua requests your presence.”

Of course, the trouble always came one after another.

Yue Mingxuan became even more certain that today was a coordinated effort by the Beirong royal family to mess with him.

He shook his head and replied flatly, “I’m ill. I’m not going.”

The attendant saw clearly that Yue Mingxuan was lying outright.

A trace of displeasure flashed through his eyes, but he quickly hid it.

His mistress was a noble concubine, how dare a mere hostage prince put on airs?

Remembering Concubine Hua’s earlier instructions, he cleared his throat and said,

“Her Highness knows that Your Highness is unwell, so she has already invited Miss Sui He to wait in advance. Once Your Highness feels a bit better, please go as soon as possible.”

Damn it, how could these women have so many tricks?

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