flstandardbreds Chapter 340 The 1st time
Chapter 340 The 1st time
The next day, the sun was already high in the sky when Duan Tianyang woke up from his dream.
The moment he opened his eyes, he had a splitting headache, which was the price of a hangover.
He closed his eyes and lay quietly on the bed for a long time until he heard the sound of light footsteps. He slowly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
"Master Duan, are you awake?" A woman's gentle voice sounded beside the bed, "This is a hangover soup specially prepared for you. You will feel better after drinking it."
Duan Tianyang turned his head and saw Caiyun standing beside him gracefully. On the tray in her hand was a large bowl filled with a dark-colored soup.
He frowned slightly, raised his hand and rubbed his temple, wondering: "Why are you here?"
Caiyun bowed slightly, her eyes full of concern, and replied softly: "Sir, this is the princess's residence."
Upon hearing this, Duan Tianyang's hands naturally dropped and his eyes involuntarily glanced around. Only then did he realize that he was in the princess's boudoir and lying on the princess's bed.
Realizing the awkwardness of his situation, Duan Tianyang cursed inwardly, then quickly threw back the quilt and prepared to get up and leave.
He just lifted the quilt and pulled it back even faster. In that split second, he was shocked to find that he was naked without a single cover.
This sudden discovery shocked him so much that his thoughts seemed to freeze.
Seeing this, Caiyun pretended to be curious and asked jokingly: "Huh? Master Duan, have you forgotten what happened last night?"
Duan Tianyang's expression turned into contemplation, and he slowly searched deep in his memory for fragments of last night.
As his thoughts gradually became clearer, the scenes slowly unfolded in his mind like a scroll.
Although he was drunk and almost lost last night, some key fragments were still vaguely visible.
Last night he came as agreed, and drank and talked with Yi Shuirou under the warm light. As he got drunker, he couldn't help but relax his guard, and his initial refusal gradually turned into excessive drinking.
Especially when Yi Shuirou raised her glass to invite him, he responded without hesitation.
As for what happened afterwards, he couldn't help but blush and feel panic in his heart.
He hurriedly looked down at the bed, then looked around and found that there was no trace of Yi Shuirou in the room. He then breathed a sigh of relief and his mood calmed down a little.
Seeing this, Caiyun knew that he had remembered what happened last night.
She took a light step, handed over the hangover soup, and gently reminded: "Master Duan, you might as well drink this hangover soup, it may help you remember more clearly."
Duan Tianyang had a complicated look in his eyes. He looked deeply at Caiyun, who looked serious but had a smile on her face. He sighed in his heart, then took the soup without saying a word and drank it all in one go.
This hangover soup does not look impressive, but it tastes even more horrible. Its bitterness far exceeds that of modern herbal tea, making Duan Tianyang feel bitter from his lips to his stomach.
He handed the empty bowl back to Caiyun and asked softly, "Where did the princess go?"
"Practicing martial arts in the garden." Caiyun told the truth.
Duan Tianyang nodded, his eyes locked on Caiyun, who felt uncomfortable being stared at. She stepped back, alert, "What do you want to do?"
Duan Tianyang was almost amused by his reaction. Did he think of himself as a sex maniac?
He pointed outside the door, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Go out for a while, I want to change clothes."
Caiyun suddenly realized what was going on when she heard it. She pursed her lips slightly, and without saying anything more, she turned around and left.
After Caiyun's figure disappeared outside the door, Duan Tianyang stood up, picked up the scattered clothes one by one, and quickly dressed himself.
Last night, he was in a trance, and completely driven by his own desires, he had sex with Yi Shuirou.
At this moment, he regained his clarity of mind. After careful thought, Yi Shuirou's motives gradually became clear: she wanted to use this bond to bind himself to her, and at the same time closely connect the Hongxing Army with the court.
Duan Tianyang smiled bitterly in his heart. He never expected that he would lose his first time like this...
Although it was not the first time for his body, it was the first time for his soul...
Between people, emotions are always mutual.
Duan Tianyang could feel that Yi Shuirou didn't really like him, which showed how much sacrifice she had made for the Divine Realm and Ling Ziyan.
Whenever he thought of Ling Ziyan, he would feel a sense of loss in his heart, and he still had regrets about the unfulfilled engagement.
Now, this last fantasy has been shattered.
He knew very well that if Ling Ziyan knew about this, not only would the engagement be hopeless, but it would also probably bring endless anger and revenge.
If he had still had some sense at the time, he would not have allowed this absurd thing to happen.
Firstly, there was no romantic feeling between him and Yi Shuirou, not even basic affection for each other; secondly, this was unfair to Ling Ziyan, even though he knew that Ling Ziyan was concerned about the original owner, not him.
After getting dressed, Duan Tianyang slowly sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes inadvertently fell on the glaring red spot on the bed sheet.
He sighed softly, then slowly stood up, adjusted his mood, and walked out the door resolutely.
Now that things have come to this, there is no point in regretting and all we have to do is face reality.
When he stepped out of the room, Caiyun happened to be standing at the door waiting.
When she saw him, she asked softly, "Sir, do you want to go find the princess?"
Duan Tianyang responded briefly with “hmm”.
Caiyun then said softly, "Sir, please follow me." Then she led Duan Tianyang out of the courtyard.
As she walked, she seemed to remember something and stopped to say, "Oh, right, before dawn this morning, a girl who called herself Madam Duan came to the princess's place looking for you. She looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. Could it be that you have married?"
After saying that, she turned her head and looked at Duan Tianyang, her eyes filled with a hint of disdain and contempt, as if mocking him for not even letting go of young girls.
Knowing that this girl must be Tong Ling, Duan Tianyang smiled bitterly and clarified: "She is not my wife."
"This is strange. If she is not your wife, why does she call herself Madam? How can a young girl easily tarnish her own innocence?" Caiyun was full of disbelief and questioned repeatedly.
Duan Tianyang was too lazy to explain to this country bumpkin and reiterated: "I'll say it again, I'm not married yet and I don't have a wife."
"Whether you have one or not, you should respect yourself." Caiyun said seriously, "If you already have a family, I hope you can handle it properly; if you are still unmarried, it would be best to avoid any complications when you marry the princess in the future."
When did I say I wanted to marry the princess? He swallowed the words back.
Although he is a modern man with relatively open-minded ideas, this is not modern times, and the other party is a princess!
He and the princess were already husband and wife, and this was not something he could deny just because he wanted to.
After a moment's thought, he found the idea ridiculous.
There is no guarantee that Yi Shuirou and I will ever get to the point of getting married.
After all, even if he was willing, Yi Shuirou might not agree.