Chapter 3


"Uh.. So hot. Why is it so hot?" Beitang Yao Yue unconsciously murmured, and he twisted and turned.

 

Xiao Wangye's eyes narrowed, awed by such inviting scene. His eyes wandered over the beautiful face, the slender neck, the alluring clavicle and the trembling chest, and finally came to the thing on the deepest part of his groin.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye felt his head buzzed and heated as if something exploded and there was a hot liquid slowly ran down his nose. He wiped it and found out he bled out from his nose.

 

He.. He actually saw a semi-nude body of a man and got nosebleed? Unbelievable! Was he born a cut-sleeve?

 

"Ngh?" Beitang Yao Yue groaned, his body was writhing on the bedspread.

 

Xiao Wangye could no longer hold it, he'd already nose-bled, this time he was not a man. He pounced like a wolf preying on a sheep.

 

"Huh? You.. what are you doing?" Beitang Yao Yue glowered but his voice was weak, it only added a coquettish quality.

 

Beitang Yao Yue's senses were still working, but his body approached Hao Ye without his consent.

 

"Yao Yue, Yao Yue. Dear, beloved wife." Dongfang Hao Ye was like a wolf in heat. He showered his face with kisses, his hands nimbly stripped him completely bare.

 

"You.. you can't do this. Don't be.. uh, a fool.."  

 

Xiao Wangye paid no heed. A delicious meal was in front of him, if he didn't devour it then he was a fool!

 

Xiao Wangye was getting hotter, his one hand embraced Yao Yue, his other hand grabbed his stiffy and rubbed it several times. Beitang Yao Yue was overwhelmed and moaned.

 

"Ah... you, what did you give me.. what had I eaten.. ah.." Beitang Yao Yue panted, his face blushed, his eyes watered, his hands and feet completely tangled with Dongfang Hao Ye's. He struggled but in vain.

 

"Fuchun Powder, the Emperor gave me." Xiao Wangye did not hesitate to betray the Emperor. [fuchun = spring-booster, spring also meant love and passion]

 

Beitang Yao Yue knew the Fuchun Powder was terrible, still he was shocked and bit his lips. He glared and said grudgingly, "Today, you can have your ways. Consider me.. unlucky.. ah!"

 

Xiao Wangye bit a pink point on his chest, "Beloved Wife, I won't make you feel unlucky.. Uh, I'll treat you good. I really like you.. really like..."

 

Beitang Yao Yue's whole body shuddered then he stopped struggling, letting him do anything he wanted to do. After some time, he seemed to succumb to his own desires, raising his arms to cling to his neck.

 

Xiao Wangye was overjoyed, he almost forgot his own last name. Immediately he hold him tighter, and his lower body was ready to make move into his darkest spot..

 

"Ah.. hah, ah.. Beloved Wife, you're too tempting. I.. I can't hold it anymore.."

 

Long afterwards, Dongfang Hao Ye was eventually exhausted, laying on top of Beitang Yao Yue's body as if he'd gone dead. "Ngh.. " Beitang Yao Yue heaved a sigh, his legs slid down from his waist.

 

Why was it that he was tired while he undoubtedly still raring to go?

 

Why was it he was a prime youth of 19-years-old, already did it 5 times tonight was not enough?

 

Why was it that he already made love to his beloved wife for so long, he still looked unhappy? Was it because somehow he didn't work hard enough?

 

Dongfang Hao Ye admired and was amazed by his beloved wife's physical strength and endurance. How hateful! In the future, he must take a good care of his internal strength and exercised his physical fitness.

 

When Xiao Wangye was making a resolve in his heart, Beitang Yao Yue suddenly pushed him away, "Go on, don't lie on me.."

 

Beitang Yao Yue's voice was still a little husky, betraying his earlier excitement. It sounded so soft and sweet, leaving an itchy feeling inside Dongfang Hao Ye's heart.

 

Instead of obeying him, Dongfang Hao Ye buried his head in his neck and smelled that faint cooling scent on his hair.

 

"Hmm.. beloved wife, you're so fragrant.." He rubbed his slightly stubbled chin on Beitang Yao Yue's shoulders and his mouth bit into his neck, his lower body which was still closely tangled, rubbed against his.

 

"You, haven't you had enough?"

 

"Oh.. not enough.." Dongfang Hao Ye murmured, his fingers once again probed into his hidden orifice, his sex [actually it was written 'tentacle' but that was for a different genre LOL] was soft and moist, the little mouth still leaking.

 

Ah, his beloved wife really was too naturally gorgeous.

 

They tossed around all night long, but [fortunately] Beitang Yao Yue didn't bleed, he was only slightly swollen. Xiao Wangye couldn’t help thinking, it must be his technique was too good! He was so proud he regained his excitement.

 

"Ah! What are you doing?" Yao Yue narrowed his eyes in exasperation, but he right now had no more strength to be angry.

 

"Yao Yue.. let's do it once again, alright?" Xiao Wangle grinned.

 

"Again? Are you not afraid to die of exhaustion?" Enough was enough! [actually he said 'die of excessive ejaculation', such bold words LOL]

 

Xiao Wangye almost choked to death by his words, in reflex his fingers pressed hard at his most sensitive place.

 

"Uh..." Beitang Yao Yue bit his lips to stop the moan.

 

"Die of exhaustion? How would that be?" Dongfang Hao Ye's smile was particularly nasty. His principle was: his head could break, his blood could drain, but a man's dignity could never be lost! Today he swore, he would devour his beloved wife until there was nothing left.

 

Xiao Wangye made up his mind, he fingered his intimate hole again and then entered him with a hard thrust. Beitang Yao Yue groaned and glared at him.

 

Xiao Wangye thought: what was so great about martial art? He was young, and young was powerful!

 

Dongfang Hao Ye firmly believed in the advantage of youth and once again was highly motivated. If a tiger was driven out of the mountain, it would work hard to climb back.

 

Again they shook the grounds [*], fought for another two rounds. When the sky began to brighten, finally they finished with a tie, no one won and no one lost.

 

[*fān yún fù yǔ (翻云覆雨) means ‘to produce clouds with one turn of the hand and rain with another’, figuratively means ‘making love’, I wanted to use ‘make love’ but I’ll save it for when they did it with Yao Yue’s complete consent, but using the literal translation is way too long.]

 

After his final shot inside his beloved wife's body, Xiao Wangye fell on top of him and no longer wanted to move. Limbs tangled with Beitang Yao Yue's, he fell asleep. He slept until the next morning he woke up slightly disoriented.

 

Why was it so dark?

 

Dongfang Hao Ye took a moment, then finally woke up fully. He carelessly dressed and climbed out of the bed, walked out of the room and collided with Xiao Dong.

 

"Wangye, you finally got out of bed."

 

"Ah, you're scaring people so early in the morning!" Dongfang Hao Ye shouted in shock.

 

"Wangye, it's already late afternoon." Xiao Dong protested.

 

"What?" Dongfang Hao Ye was surprised and touched his belly. No wonder he felt so hungry, he skipped breakfast to dinner.

 

"Xiao Dong, I want to bathe, send some dinner to the hot spring bath in the back."

 

"Yes."

 

"Oh, prepare it for two people."

 

"Eh? Yes." Xiao Dong received the order and when he turned to go, he couldn't resist glancing inside the room then he hurried off.

 

Xiao Wangye returned to the inner chamber, and saw the big mess inside. He walked up to the bed and whispered in Beitang Yao Yue's ear, "Yao Yue, get up."

 

"Hm? Hm." Beitang Yao Yue mumbled but didn't move.

 

Xiao Wangye thought for a moment, then he picked up the quilt to wrap him with it, then carried him to the bathing room at the back of the bedroom.

 

"Huh? What are you doing?" Beitang Yao Yue finally woke up and saw himself wrapped in a quilt and was being carried by Dongfang Hao Ye to the bathing pool.

 

"Bathing you."

 

"No need, I can do it by myself." Beitang Yao Yue pushed himself down and stepped into the bath pool. Who knew his legs were so weak and he almost planted himself on the floor.

 

"Be careful!" Xiao Wangye quickly hugged him from behind and in-time halted his snicker. To consider his beloved wife’s prominent name: the Third Son of the formidable Beitang wangfu, the Great Wen Country's Jing Wangfei; was so weak after a bedroom-affair and in a such-indecent posture, almost fell into the bath. It was pretty embarrassing.

 

The originally sleepy and fuzzy-headed Beitang Yao Yue, immediately sobered, he blushed and turned to glare at him.

 

"Hehe.. " Dongfang Hao Ye chuckled twice and said good-naturedly, "Yao Yue, I'll help you go down."

 

"No need." Beitang Yao Yue promptly refused, he held out his hand to the wall for support and walked slowly.

 

Really, they were husband and wife, why so polite? His beloved wife was too uptight. Xiao Wangye pouted, throwing the clothes aside he stepped into the bathing pool.

 

"Why are you here?" Beitang Yao Yue who was leaning on the edge of the pool, stared at him.

 

"Of course, I'm bathing."

 

"You can't. Go out!"

 

"Why?" Cried Xiao Wangye.

 

"I don't want to wash with you."

 

"But why?"

 

"Who knows you'll steal opportunities to do what you shouldn't do!" Beitang Yao Yue sneered at him.

 

Xiao Wangye snapped his mouth shut. The words stabbed into his heart, was this what they called guilty-conscience?

 

He sniffed, raised an eyebrow, and sobbed, "Huhu.. Yao Yue, this husband had worked hard all night. After a hard night's work, this husband sweated a lot. You know it, you've smelt and tasted it. Not bathing would be uncomfortable, huhu.. "

 

As he said that, he also raised a little to reveal the traces on his lower belly left by Yao Yue last night.

 

Beitang Yao Yue's expression changed, he bit his lips and eventually said, "You want to bathe so bathe, just don't come anywhere near me." Then he swam to the farthest corner of the bathing pool.

 

Seeing this, Xiao Wangye cursed the Emperor. Why did he give him such a large hot spring? Never mind two people, ten people could bathe together here no problem. With such spacious pool, how could he be in close contact with his beloved wife?

 

Full with hidden bitterness, he looked at his so-far-away-on-the-other-side beloved wife. Beitang Yao Yue's skin was slightly blushing because of the hot-spring water, his body still had the laziness, the aftertaste of last night's spring waves. His obsidian eyes which were staring unseeingly at the steam mist, were brilliant; so bewitching.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye drooled, feeling restless he closed on him cautiously. Suddenly, Beitang Yao Yue's eyes alerted, his hands shot out, making a big wave on the water.

 

"What.. what are you doing?" Dongfang Hao Ye was shocked and reflexively jumped away, but he was too slow; hands were already choking his neck.

 

"Dongfang Hao Ye, are you really amnesia or false amnesia?" Beitang Yao Yue's expression was cold, he said in low voice, "You gave me Fuchun Powder and did such things you did to me. What's your purpose?"

 

Why asked? His purpose was to do such things he did to him. Dongfang Hao Ye replied in heart. Pity he was not Beitang Yao Yue's opponent, he couldn't send telepathy either. His neck was painfully grasped, he could not reply with words.

 

Beitang Yao Yue stared at him coldly, "It was my own carelessness that you got your way. What do you want to do to break our original agreement? Do you really think I'm your wangfei? Even if you lost your memory, would you not remember your own lover?"

 

Agreement? What agreement? Lover? Did he have a lover?

 

Dongfang Hao Ye was baffled and his face went red. While he was struggling mentally and physically, the outer door of the bathing room was suddenly knocked.

 

"Wangye, dinner was ready." It was Liu Bo's voice.

 

Beitang Yao Yue instantly released his hands.

 

"Cough... bring it in." Dongfang Hao Ye wanted so badly to ask about what Yao Yue'd just said, but maybe it was not the right time. Covering his neck, he pointed to the outer small chamber, said to Liu Bo, "Put it down there and go out."

 

"Yes."

 

Liu Bo put the dinner on the marble table behind the screen, while Xiao Dong put down some clean clothes, then they turned back and retreat.

 

"Wait." Beitang Yao Yue suddenly called, "Steward Liu, did you catch the black-clothed man last night?"

 

Liu Bo respectfully replied, "This old slave had disappointed wangye, he did not catch that man."

 

"Are you injured?"

 

"Thanks to Wangye and Wangfei's blessing, this old slave was fine."

 

"Good, then." Beitang Yao Yue said, "You may go, we'll discuss this later."

 

"Yes." Liu Bo hurriedly took off with Xiao Dong.

 

"Yao Yue.." Xiao Wangye had been staring at him.

 

Beitang Yao Yue ignored him and swam to the side to clean himself. Suddenly he remembered to ask, "What time is it now?"

 

"It's already passed rooster-hours." [Rooster hours (You-shi) is around 5-7 pm.]

 

"What?" Yao Yue's surprised look was not different than that of Xiao Wangye's. Recalling the absurdity of last night, he frigidly said, "I ask you, why did the Emperor give you Fuchun Powder? Where did he get them from?"

 

For this question, he had no answer. Xiao Wangye was troubled, should he say it was to help him seize his wife? However, recalling his imperial sister-in-law, he felt the Emperor's purpose for helping him was not so simple. He was afraid, the bigger portion of it was selfishness.

 

"Are we going to talk about it now? I'm starving."

 

"Don't change the topic. Answer me now!"

 

Seeing the trick didn't work, Dongfang Hao Ye had no other choice, he grimaced, "The Emperor gave me a helping hand, probably to help us cultivate our feelings as a couple. As for where he got the drug, I'm not clear. In the complex Palace, inside the Imperial Harem, this kind of thing is probably very common. Who knows where Elder Brother got it sent from?"

 

"Cultivate feelings as a couple?" Beitang Yao Yue repeated them several times, his expression weird. "The Emperor shouldn’t have known about us, but he actually gave such thing to you?"

 

Actually he knew very well so he gave it.

 

Secretly glimpsed at Beitang Yao Yue, Xiao Wangye suddenly thought of something, "Yao Yue.. it's, that.."

 

"What is it?" He asked impatiently.

 

"You, down there.. Don't you want to clean it?" Xiao Wangye asked nervously.

 

Beitang Yao Yue paused for a time, not understanding what he meant, but then his face turned beet-red. "Get lost!" He punched the water surface once, creating a big splash.

 

When he lifted his hand, Xiao Wangye had already realized the dangerous situation, quickly swam to the edge to escape. The water still hit his back, but it was harmless.

 

Xiao Wangye got out of the pool to dry himself, saying, "Yao Yue, you wash slowly. I.. I'll wait outside for you."

 

Behind the screen there was a small outer room that was attached to the bathing room but separated by a screen. In there, there were a marble table, two round white-jade stools, and against the wall there was a couch made of carved precious stones. Because it was a hot summer season, a bamboo mat was placed on the stone couch. To protect the room from the moisture of the hot spring, the screen was made of redwood fiber which gave moisture-proof property. There was also a pile of dried grass and flowers to absorb water. Sandalwood was burning in the furnace, making the room felt fresh and dry, very different than that of the inner bathing room.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye dressed with the clothes prepared, sat at the table and picked up the dishes, but suddenly lost his appetite.

 

Obviously he did have a nice relationship with his beloved wife, but he denied him again and again, but then in the end he treated him kindly as if giving him hope; making Xiao Wangye confused.

 

Although he got Beitang Yao Yue's body, he didn't receive his heart. And by getting his body, he took it by force because he was lucky enough to get aphrodisiac. Dongfang Hao Ye understood that if he only sought for a night of joy, he had achieved his goal. But if what he sought for was a long-term love, he'd still had a long way to go. These thoughts were making his heart heavy, he mourned and sighed for a moment, but then he cheered up again.

 

After all, he already obtained Yao Yue's body, which was how an ideal relationship began.

 

Although he did not remember how they got along before, judging from Yao Yue's reaction last night, he guessed their relationship wasn't that of a husband and wife, at best it probably was a friendship.

 

But now, whether he admitted it or not, they already had an 'extraordinary' relationship.

 

Oho? These thoughts made Xiao Wangye proud.

 

Since last night, they had entered a new stage in relationship, he felt that if he worked harder, Yao Yue would understand his feelings and accept him. Then they would be happy forever!

 

While he was fantasizing, Beitang Yao Yue had already finished dressing and came outside. Seeing him giggling silly while holding a bowl, he frowned then pretended not seeing anything.

 

Xiao Wangye saw him coming in, he quickly gave him the chopsticks while smiling at him.

 

Beitang Yao Yue unconsciously stroke his long hair on his shoulder, the action was charming and elegant. He didn't realize that his movement full of laziness and sexiness was broadcasting an erotic night, especially those red marks on his neck and ear. All was the evidence that his body had accepted Xiao Wangye's advances.

 

Xiao Wangye swallowed, suddenly said, "Yao Yue, I like you."

 

Beitang Yao Yue's hand that was holding the chopsticks paused, then resumed to dine in casual manner.

 

Didn't he hear it?

 

Xiao Wangye said it again, "I like you."

 

Beitang Yao Yue still gave no response.

 

"I like you.. I like you.. I-"

 

Finally Yao Yue put his bowl on the table, "Are you finish?"

 

Dongfang Hao Ye was surprised, but then he doubled his effort, "Yao Yue, I really like you."

 

"I've heard you." Beitang Yao Yue stared at him coldly.

 

“That.. then, my feeling.. do you understand?" Xiao Wangye suddenly flushed with embarrassment, bowed his head nervously and worried the edges of his clothes with his fingers. He felt restless, but didn't forget to steal a glance at Beitang Yao Yue's reaction.

 

"Do you still want to do it?"

 

"What?" Xiao Wangye stunned, didn't understand.

 

"Didn't you say that in the bed last night?" Beitang Yao Yue coldly said, his face expressionless.

 

Dongfang Hao Yue's heart froze, suddenly understood what he meant. He panicked, "Yao Yue, that's not what I mean. It meant another thing at that time, no.. both meant the same. No, no, they were different..." He tried to explain in panicked state, but the more he panicked the more he felt the words eluded him.

 

Beitang Yao Yue looked at him wordlessly, his pitch-black eyes were like deep and bottomless lake, what was floating or sinking in it couldn't be seen.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye's mouth dried, in the end he didn't know what to say, what he knew was that his action would only look like a guilty child trying to make excuses.

 

"Alright, eat your dinner." Beitang Yao Yue finally said.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye sighed with frustration, all his fantasies before evaporated, leaving him sad and depressed.

 

"I'm returning to Fufeng Hall." After finishing his dinner, Beitang Yao Yue opened the door to go to his own bedroom.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye hastily stood up and followed him closely while looking at his back, his big round eyes revealing a deep sense of abandonment. He racked his brain for something to say to keep the man with him, but his head felt rusty he couldn't think of a way.

 

Beitang Yao Yue abruptly stopped. He was silent for a moment then said, "You be careful for these two days, and send in more guards. That person may come again."

 

Dongfang Hao Ye blanked, then his eyes lightened up, "Okay. Yes, okay."

 

Beitang Yao Yue looked at his joyful expression, coughed once then slowly walked away.

 

Only after the figure disappeared into the dim night, Xiao Wangye returned to his own Yaoyue Buliding.

 

The bedroom had already been cleaned up, there were no traces of the mess from last night, no signs of those indulgence, leaving him somewhat bereft. On the big bed, Xiao Wangye tossed and then turned, unexpectedly he found that the pillow still had Beitang Yao Yue's scent. He quickly hugged it, sniffed and couldn't help giggle. Once again he found that Beitang Yao Yue was cold on the surface, but soft in the heart. And towards himself.. it didn't look like he didn't have any feelings.

 

Last night's passion, although initially happened because of a drug, after one or two rounds, the drug's effect should have faded. If Beitang Yao Yue was not willing, he wouldn't necessarily force himself to accept him. But he did accept him, so he obviously didn't hate him.

 

Dongfang Hao Ye wondered what their relationship was previously. What was that agreement Yao Yue said? He puzzled over it for a moment then shoved it away. His mind then was filled with memories of last night in this bedroom with Yao Yue.

 

Tonight, hugging a pillow that had been used by Beitang Yao Yue, with a silly grin on his lips, Xiao Wangye closed his eyes and slept.