bullyxtreme Chapter 19 The cart is heavily laden, and the fur coat is like a reed. How could I not think of you?
Chapter 19 The cart is heavily laden, and the fur coat is like a reed. How could I not think of you?
Half an hour later, the clouds finally cleared and the rain stopped.
Zheng Dache lay limp in Gao Cheng's arms, his temples damp and sticky, his face as if painted with rouge, his whole body like a kneaded glutinous rice ball, even his breathing carried a touch of lazy charm.
Gao Cheng lay on his back, panting heavily, feeling as if most of his energy had been drained by Zheng Dache, and he couldn't even lift a finger.
After resting for a long time, he finally caught his breath, reached out and gently patted her plump buttocks, and said in a hoarse voice, "Auntie is truly a reincarnation of a demon. I have almost exhausted myself for you today."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Dache looked up at him with a watery gaze, her fingertips tracing circles on his chest.
She scolded playfully, "So, is the young master resentful of me? Or has I failed to please him? If so, I will return to Jinyang now."
Having said that, he made a move to get up.
Gao Cheng quickly pulled her back into his arms, pleading for mercy, "How dare I! What I meant was that my aunt's beauty is unparalleled, making me unable to resist her charms, and I wish I could stay with her day and night."
Zheng Dache's anger turned to joy, and she nestled into his arms with a coquettish smile. Then, her eyes sparkled, and she said charmingly, "In that case... shall we do it again?"
Before she finished speaking, she had already reached up and gathered the strands of hair that had fallen over her shoulder, as if to slide them down.
Upon seeing this, Gao Cheng was instantly startled.
He quickly grabbed her wrist and said seriously, "No, there are still important military and national affairs to attend to today. There's plenty of time in the future. Let's have another day to compete with Auntie."
Having said that, he immediately threw off the brocade quilt, jumped off the bed with lightning speed, and hurriedly dressed.
He strode out again, as if tigers and wolves were chasing him from behind.
On the couch, Zheng Dache was stunned for a moment when he saw his fleeing figure.
Immediately, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into laughter, her whole body shaking with laughter, her chest heaving uncontrollably.
Her captivating charm would melt even the hardest heart.
Gao Cheng strode out the door and heard a silvery laugh behind him, and a black line appeared on his face.
Unable to contain his indignation, he exclaimed, "Damn it! I thought I had seen it all and was an expert in this field, but I never expected to encounter such a formidable opponent and suffer such a crushing defeat. It seems I still need to practice more diligently in the future, otherwise how can I convince the masses?"
But after saying all that, feeling the soreness and weakness in his waist and knees, he had to admit that he was indeed too young.
Even with some strength, when faced with a charming and mature woman like Zheng Dache, he was nothing more than a little white rabbit bumping into a big bad wolf.
"Well, for the sake of making more women happy in the future, it's best to leave this paradise of pleasure as soon as possible."
He muttered to himself, shook his head angrily, and quickened his pace toward the study.
The study was in the east courtyard, in front of the courtyard gate, where Wang Hong had been waiting for a long time.
Upon seeing Gao Cheng arrive, he bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."
Gao Cheng was not surprised to see him come. He simply nodded and went straight into the study.
Upon seeing this, Wang Hong hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way, guiding Gao Cheng to the desk. Pointing to a stack of hemp paper on the desk, he said, "This is the strategy that the Crown Prince presented the other day. His Majesty ordered me to secretly send it here so that the Crown Prince can supplement and improve it."
Gao Cheng looked down and saw that it was indeed the reform strategy he had stayed up all night writing a few days ago.
However, there were more marks on the paper, drawn by Gao Huan with a vermilion pen.
He immediately waved his hand: "I understand. You shall stand guard outside the gate, and no one shall enter without my order."
"only!"
Wang Hong responded, bowed, and left, gently closing the door behind him.
Once the door was closed, Gao Cheng could no longer hold on and collapsed onto the couch, feeling as if all his strength had been drained away.
He rubbed his aching back and couldn't help but sigh to himself, "Sleeping with a woman is hard work."
However, despite the complaints, we still need to get down to business.
He rested for a moment, then forced himself to sit up straight and picked up the hemp paper on the table to examine it carefully.
These strategies were written by him a few days ago.
However, due to the time constraints at the time, and the fact that his attention was entirely focused on how to deal with Gao Huan's wrath, his writing was still somewhat rough and naive.
Now that the troubles and pressures are gone, and I look at it calmly again, I realize that there are loopholes everywhere, and it's ridiculously naive.
"Tsk, to write such a stupid thing back then. Luckily, Your Majesty didn't take it seriously, otherwise it would have been a laughing stock."
After a short while, Gao Cheng clicked his tongue, then shook his head and picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to revise it line by line.
As he was editing and adding, he became so engrossed that he was suddenly jolted awake when Wang Hong came to announce lunch outside the door.
He looked up again and saw that the sun was high in the sky outside the window.
Looking again at the hemp paper on the table, it was found that more than half of it had been scribbled on and was now unrecognizable, covered in ink stains and a terrible sight.
He rubbed his throbbing forehead and then touched his rumbling belly.
Finally, he put down his pen, got up, opened the door, and said to Wang Hong, "Serve the meal in the main hall. Also, have a maid invite Aunt Zheng... and Madam to dine together."
He originally wanted to call her "Aunt Zheng," but then he remembered that Zheng Dache had "died suddenly from an illness," so calling her "Aunt" would be inappropriate. He changed his address on the spot.
"only!"
Wang Hong, however, did not find anything wrong with it. He simply replied "Yes" and left to carry out the order.
Seeing him walk away, Gao Cheng also strolled to the main hall.
Seeing that the food had not yet arrived, he idly looked around in the hall, but his gaze involuntarily fell on a servant in the corridor.
Because he had never seen this person before.
Logically speaking, in such a private place as the inner hall, the guards should all be Gao Huan's confidants. And Gao Huan's trusted guards are few and far between, even those whose names he doesn't know, let alone those he has never seen before.
But this one was completely unfamiliar to him; he had no recollection of it whatsoever.
"Interesting... It seems Dad has quite a few secrets..."
Gao Cheng pondered to himself, but did not choose to inquire or explore at this moment. He simply kept a close eye on the person, memorized his appearance, and then withdrew his gaze.
Just then, lunchtime arrived, and to Gao Cheng's surprise, it was not a maid who carried the food box, but Zheng Dache himself.
At this moment, she had changed into a light green ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), and her whole body seemed to have been freshly groomed. Her black hair was neatly tied up, but her face still had a blush of desire after a long period of passion. She looked like a ripe peach, exuding an alluring charm.
Seeing this, Gao Cheng's anger, which he had just suppressed, began to rise again.
Seeing his expression, Zheng Dache couldn't help but feel a hint of smugness in his eyes.
After quickly setting out the food, she snuggled up to him, practically hanging her entire body on his arm, and said in a sweet voice, "Is Your Highness tired? Please serve me your meal."
As Gao Cheng felt the soft touch on his arm and the intoxicating fragrance of orchids and musk filling his nostrils, he inwardly groaned, "This is truly a bewitching enchantress."
However, on the surface, he said in a serious tone, "This is a menial task; it can be done by the maids. Why trouble Madam to do it herself?"
Upon hearing this, Zheng Dache covered her mouth and chuckled softly, moving even closer to him, her breath sweet as orchids, and said, "No need for that. The King ordered me to feign death and be sent here, precisely to serve the Crown Prince. If the Crown Prince dislikes me, I will leave."
As he spoke, he was about to get up again.
Helpless, Gao Cheng could only pull her back: "What do you mean, Madam? How could I dare to complain? Please sit down and have your meal, or it will get cold."
Zheng Dache then sat down with satisfaction, picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of roasted mutton and held it to Gao Cheng's lips, saying sweetly, "Your Highness has worked hard all morning, you should eat more to nourish your body."
Gao Cheng had no choice but to accept it.
He tacitly agreed to this and resumed dining with her.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Dache was extremely restless, picking up food and pouring wine, rubbing against Gao Cheng, tormenting him to the point of ecstasy.
He ate the meal with extreme discomfort, as if sitting on pins and needles.
After enduring the meal for a long time, the maid cleared away the leftovers. Gao Cheng finally lost his patience, grabbed Zheng Dache's slender waist, and prepared to punish this vixen on the spot.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, Gai Fengle's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Your Highness, there is a guest outside requesting an audience."
Upon hearing this, Gao Cheng's anger instantly subsided. He was secretly annoyed that the visitor was so ignorant and was about to order him to leave.
But upon further reflection, he realized that whoever had managed to find this place must be no ordinary person. So he suppressed his temper and, displeased, demanded, "Who goes there? Do you have a name card?"
Gai Fengle dared not be negligent and hurriedly replied in a low voice, "Your Highness, the one who has come is Second Son Gao Yang."