Chapter 65
Even after lying down on the bed and looking up at the canopy, Zheng Xuening’s mind was still in a daze.
She had thought that Lu Dieqing would be the more nervous one.
After all, according to her usual personality, no matter what happened, she was always the one who was calm and composed, the one who held the initiative.
But looking at the soft and glutinous little girl, she had unexpectedly learned to turn the tables.
Lu Dieqing had completely forgotten the nervousness and apprehension of being brought to Yunxi Hall today. She was as if the true master of Yunxi Hall, pulling Zheng Xuening to lie on the bed, and even helping her cover herself with the quilt.
“Ningning, do you want to hear a bedtime story?”
Lu Dieqing hugged half of the quilt, lying on her side to look at Zheng Xuening, her almond eyes even brighter.
Zheng Xuening did not speak.
She had a strange feeling, as if she were being treated as a little sister by the girl beside the bed.
This was a position and identity that Zheng Xuening was not used to.
“No.” She was not a child.
And… she was not used to being taken care of as a weakling.
The Crown Princess’s sharpness and stubbornness were carved into her bones, making her, even when her heart was moved, still stubbornly hold on to her own principles.
Although what she was holding on to, she couldn’t quite say.
Perhaps it was that this gentle haven was too pure and beautiful, and she didn’t dare to let herself fall too deep.
She was the kind of person who, after trekking through the wind, frost, and snow on a snowy night for a long time, and being occasionally invited by a kind-hearted girl to sit by the fire and warm up, would then want to possess both the girl and her home.
She was not kind. She was even greedy.
Zheng Xuening inhaled and then exhaled, trying her best to ignore everything tonight.
Seeing that her offer to tell the Crown Princess a story had been flatly refused, Lu Dieqing felt wronged. She raised her little head and looked at her with her clear eyes.
“Hmph.” This sound was very childish.
Perhaps because it was late at night, and it was time to sleep in bed, and she felt that the Crown Princess, lying on the bed, was even more proper than a gentleman, the mischievous streak in the little rabbit in Lu Dieqing’s heart seized the opportunity to show off.
“When I sleep with Xinxin every day, she will either tell me a story, or I will tell her a story. Without a story, I can’t fall asleep.”
The girl said this with a straight face, while Zheng Xuening almost choked upon hearing it.
When she was a doll, she was with Lu Dieqing every night. When had she ever told her a story?
She opened her eyes and looked at Lu Dieqing with a helpless and complex expression.
She had never thought that a girl who looked so well-behaved and soft would actually have a temper.
“What do you want to hear?”
Zheng Xuening did not expose the girl’s lie.
“Ah, wait a minute.”
Lu Dieqing seemed to have remembered something. She suddenly sat up straight, carefully took the wooden doll from the side of the pillow, placed it on a distant table, and then, with great effort, moved back, climbed over Zheng Xuening, and lay down on the inner side.
The corners of Zheng Xuening’s lips twitched.
She had never shared a bed with anyone like this, and had never been climbed over by anyone in her life.
But when the girl performed this series of actions, she had no intention of offending her. She had simply thought of it and did it, being a little clumsy and not very delicate in her thoughts.
It seemed that in front of her, Lu Dieqing had relaxed to the extreme and was no longer on her guard.
Daring to wander back and forth in front of her in just her nightclothes.
“You’re pressing on me,” Zheng Xuening said abruptly.
Lu Dieqing, who had just snuggled into the quilt, popped up her little head. “Ah?”
Only her head was exposed from the bedding, her two delicate little hands holding the corners of the quilt. It was impossible to have any other thoughts about her; she was just so excessively cute that one wanted to frighten her a little just to see her cry.
An inexplicable fire burned in Zheng Xuening’s heart, purely stirred up by Lu Dieqing.
She rolled over, pressing down on top of Lu Dieqing.
Through the quilt, the little girl was as soft as a ball of cotton.
Zheng Xuening supported herself on both hands, a little worried about crushing the other, even though she wasn’t heavy either.
She was a martial artist, her movements swift. It was as if a large cat, after lying in wait for a long time, had finally found the right moment to pounce, biting the back of a little kitten’s neck to subdue it.
Lu Dieqing, shrunk in the quilt, her little head peeking out, was incredibly cute. Her almond eyes were wide open, her red lips slightly parted in surprise, her whole face making one want to nuzzle it.
“Ningning…” she said, likely a little scared, shrinking back and speaking in a small voice.
Zheng Xuening pressed down on her from above, a little bit proud.
“What story do you want to hear?” She hadn’t forgotten their previous topic.
Lu Dieqing stared at her for a moment and saw the smile at the corner of Zheng Xuening’s lips. The bit of fear in her heart instantly vanished.
“I don’t want to hear one anymore.” She suddenly reached out her arms and wrapped them around the Crown Princess’s neck, like a little koala trying to hang on a tree.
Zheng Xuening, caught off guard, lost her balance, and her whole body fell.
In that split second, Lu Dieqing used all her might and rolled over.
And just like that, Zheng Xuening, the magnificent Crown Princess, was once again pressed underneath.
Lu Dieqing, for all her petite size, was quite strong when she used all her might.
“If you don’t sleep properly, you’ll have dark circles here tomorrow, and you won’t look pretty.”
Her two hands landed on the Crown Princess’s cheeks. She touched the area under her eyes, her voice gentle, but her expression looked for all the world like a house tyrant, deliberately trying to scare the other.
Turning the tables, pressing down on the Crown Princess, seeing the other unable to move, a trace of astonishment even appearing in her long, charming phoenix eyes—this feeling was too good.
So wonderful.
Lu Dieqing’s hands itched. It was like seeing a beautiful, proud cat sunbathing and being unable to control herself. Her two hands pinched the Crown Princess’s cheeks again.
So soft and smooth.
Lu Dieqing couldn’t help but touch her own face again and came to a conclusion—both of their skin was equally smooth!
Zheng Xuening truly hadn’t expected that the little rabbit crybaby could be so formidable when she got bold.
Pressing down on her was one thing, but now she even dared to openly pinch her face.
A thick sense of bewilderment, along with absurdity, made Zheng Xuening press her lips tightly together.
“Lu Dieqing.” After a long moment, she squeezed out a few words through her teeth, attempting to intimidate her.
“Get. Off. This Princess.”
Lu Dieqing blinked. “Are you angry? Don’t be angry.”
As she said this, she even reached out her slender fingertips and gently poked the Crown Princess’s cheek.
The Crown Princess is so, so beautiful.
If only I could make a doll as clear and bright as the Crown Princess.
To be able to hold her like this and sleep every day would be the happiest thing in the world.
No wonder the old saying went, “beauty is a feast for the eyes.”
When a great beauty is at her peak, just a few more glances can lift one’s spirits.
Lu Dieqing realized that she seemed to be the one coveting the other’s beauty!
Even through the quilt, the feeling of holding the Crown Princess and sleeping together was so good.
Warm and toasty, with a great beauty whose breath was as fragrant as orchids beside her. Just being a little closer made her feel as if she had been brought to a celestial palace.
So happy!
She liked warming the bed!
Sob, sob, sorry Xinxin. Compared to holding the little wooden doll, I’ve actually, shamefully, wavered a little and have come to like sleeping with the Crown Princess.
Aiya, Lu Dieqing, you’re such a fickle bad guy.
This won’t do!
However, though she scorned herself in her heart, the moment she looked up and saw the Crown Princess’s shimmering phoenix eyes and her cool, stunning face, and sensed that the other was indulging her, Lu Dieqing had an excessive desire to push her luck.
Resist, resist!
She rolled over to her own right side of the bed. When she turned back, she spoke obediently, “Alright. Let’s sleep.”
The completely satisfied Lu Dieqing had truly experienced a lot today. It wasn’t long before she fell soundly into dreamland.
Leaving Zheng Xuening to stare at the girl’s sleeping face, fuming.
As Lu Dieqing slept, she grew restless. She rolled over, even draping a leg over her, treating her like a bolster pillow and hugging her tightly.
Just like a little animal clinging to a large tree.
Zheng Xuening pressed her lips together, her heart complex.
How is it that whether I’m a doll or a person, I’m always the one being held?
Heh, this little rabbit is not simple.
Completely turning the tables.
