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AYM Chapter 5

The incredibly pleasant voice was now right next to his ear. Yan Yihuan felt a tingling sensation and couldn’t help but shrink his neck, looking as if he were intentionally trying to burrow deeper into the embrace. He sighed inwardly, giving up on any further struggle.

 

Zhao Chufeng sensed that the person in his arms had resigned to the situation and in a show of encouragement, lightly patted Yan Yihuan’s bottom. Yan Yihuan was startled into a slight jump, but then fell still once more.

 

Yan Yihuan felt himself swaying around and was finally gently set down. His face brushed against what felt like cool silk. Then his vision cleared as the black cloth was removed, even the cloth that had been stuffed in his mouth was taken out.

 

The room was brightly lit despite the late hour. After being blindfolded for so long, Yan Yihuan had to take some time to adjust his eyes and take in his surroundings.

 

What he saw left him utterly stunned. The room was at least twice the size of one of his rooms back at the Residence of King Yan. Exquisite, luxurious furniture and decor, all clearly of high value, indicated that this room was not meant for just anyone.

 

This wasn’t a prison; it looked more like a home.

 

“Zhao Chufeng, you corrupt official!” Yan Yihuan, having suppressed his anger for so long, immediately began to shout, “You’re just a seventh-grade official, and yet you dare live in such a lavish place. It’s clear what kinds of shady dealings you’ve been up to!”

 

“This is not my bedroom,” Zhao Chufeng said, crossing his arms and watching Yan Yihuan, who was still immobilized on the bed. “This is just one of my guest rooms.”

 

“Guest… guest room?” Yan Yihuan froze. He never expected Zhao Chufeng to be so shameless. “This is undeniable evidence! Tomorrow, I will report you to the Emperor and have your house raided!”

 

Wait a minute. After Yan Yihuan finished cursing, he suddenly froze. Tomorrow?

 

Tomorrow is the Emperor’s palace banquet! But Zhao Chufeng has bound him here, so what was he supposed to do? And was A-Ying still at the brothel? He would be panicking to death right now!

 

“Even if you plan to raid my house tomorrow, you still have to stay here tonight,” Noticing the change in Yan Yihuan’s expression, Zhao Chufeng quickly understood what he was thinking.

 

“Your servant has already been sent back to the guest residence. As for tomorrow’s palace banquet, I will let you go.”

 

Yan Yihuan paused for a moment.

 

“Really?”

 

“Of course.” Zhao Chufeng’s gaze darkened, and his voice lowered as he added, “But before that, don’t you think we should settle the accounts from Linjing first?”

 

Settle the accounts?

 

Yan Yihuan suddenly shuddered, an ominous feeling creeping into his heart. He futilely tried to shuffle away, hoping to distance himself from Zhao Chufeng.

 

“When we were in Linjing, neither of us took advantage of the other. What…what is there to settle?”

 

Yan Yihuan’s hair ribbon had long since come undone, leaving his carefully combed jet-black hair scattered over the silk bedding. The glossy strands blended seamlessly with the shimmering silk.

 

Whether from panic or anger, his flushed cheeks were already covered in cold sweat, dampening his hair and sticking to his forehead, making him look funner to tease.

 

Zhao Chufeng did not answer, merely raising an eyebrow as he began to unfasten the clasp on his shoulder.

 

“You… you, you!” Yan Yihuan was so tongue-tied with panic that he stuttered,  “Why are you taking off your clothes?!”

 

Zhao Chufeng removed his outer robe, then casually hooked a finger under the left side of his collar and pulled it outward, revealing his beautifully sculpted shoulder and collarbone.

 

The body hidden beneath those clothes was lean yet defined, far more muscular than Yan Yihuan had imagined. It was a sight to behold, Yan Yihuan swallowed hard and quickly averted his gaze.

 

Suddenly, the space in front of him seemed to have dimmed slightly, an overwhelming presence loomed closer. Yan Yihuan had no choice but to open his eyes, only to find Zhao Chufeng’s flawless shoulder right in front of him, magnified in his view.

 

“Third Young Master, won’t you take a closer look?”

 

Take a closer look at what?

 

Yan Yihuan opened his eyes, only to see a faint scar imprinted on the fair and firm skin. That shape… his mind went blank for a moment, isn’t that the bite he had given back then?

 

“I… I bit that hard?”

 

Heh.” Zhao Chufeng cast a sideways glance at the scar. “It was bleeding profusely.”

 

Yan Yihuan was stunned. He had been so scared at the time that he had bitten down with all his might in a panic. Once the suppressing force on him disappeared, he had fled in a hurry, not realizing how hard he had bitten.

 

But now, he didn’t dare to mention that Zhao Chufeng’s shoulder had been too hard and that his teeth had ached for days afterward.

 

He simply hadn’t expected it to leave an indelible scar. Yan Yihuan didn’t dare take a second look and lowered his gaze. After thinking for a long time, he stiffened his neck and said,

 

“I admit I bit you, so… how about you bite me back?”

 

“Where do you think I should bite?” Zhao Chufeng maliciously slid his thumb back and forth on his neck, “How about here?”

 

“Y-you… don’t mess around.” Fear was almost driving Yan Yihuan crazy, “The neck… the neck can’t be bitten!”

 

“Alright, I won’t bite here then.” Zhao Chufeng smiled slightly and leaned down, his lips finding the nape of his neck, warm breath brushing against it. Yan Yihuan’s scalp tingled, and anger gradually rose in his heart.

 

“Zhao Chufeng, are you doing this on purpose? Laozi1老子 (lǎo zǐ) – self-referential term meaning ‘I’ (with arrogance or dominance). had indeed wanted to bed you back then, but I didn’t follow through anyway!” 

 

He tried to make Zhao Chufeng stop his actions and retort him, but Zhao Chufeng completely ignored him, continuing to tease his neck. Seeing it was futile, he shouted again,

 

“Besides, I only left a barely visible scar. Laozi is even allowing you to bite back now, so go ahead and bite already!”

 

Hiss…”

 

A sudden sharp pain made Yan Yihuan swallow the rest of his words. Zhao Chufeng looked at him with a slightly helpless expression,

 

“This mouth of yours really serves its purpose, it’s better off kept shut for some peace.”

 

“Zhao Chufeng… what are you planning to do!”

 

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    老子 (lǎo zǐ) – self-referential term meaning ‘I’ (with arrogance or dominance).

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