eurekapd Chapter 74 "Then what are we waiting for? Let's get the room! Let's get the room now!
Chapter 74 "Then what are we waiting for? Let's get the room! Let's get the room now!
The night was as dark as ink, shrouding the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion in heavy darkness.
Inside the kitchen, only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window could barely outline the stove, water tank, and wooden box.
The air was filled with the stale smell of cooking oil, the dampness of firewood, and...
The suffocating humiliation and despair that are growing wildly at this moment.
Jiang Qingxue was lifted up horizontally by Qin Mu, her body suddenly suspended in the air.
She gasped in fright and almost instinctively reached out to wrap her arms around Qin Mu's neck.
This intimate gesture made her feel nauseous.
But she couldn't care less.
All her attention was focused on the large wooden box covered with an oilcloth in the corner.
Xu Longxiang was inside.
It's in that box.
He could hear everything outside and see the distorted light and shadows seeping in through the gaps in the tarpaulin.
He... was watching her being held in another man's arms.
"Your Majesty...please lower me down..."
Jiang Qingxue's voice trembled uncontrollably. For the first time, she truly struggled, not with the stiff, half-hearted resistance of the past, but with terror and a desperate, all-out effort to push him away.
"This place really won't do... Please... Let's go back to the room... Can we go back to the room?"
Her fingers dug into the fabric of Qin Mu's shoulder, her nails almost piercing through the dark-colored casual clothes.
Qin Mu seemed completely unconcerned about her struggles.
He held her tightly, his arms as firm as iron, making it impossible for her to break free.
"Why can't it be here?"
Qin Mu looked down at her, a hint of amusement flashing in his hazy, drunken eyes. His voice was slurred with alcohol, yet every word was clear.
"This place... is so interesting."
As he spoke, he actually picked her up and walked deeper into the kitchen.
One step, two steps...
We're getting closer and closer to that big wooden crate!
Jiang Qingxue's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat!
She could feel the breathing coming from the direction of the wooden box suddenly stop for a moment.
Immediately following was a suppressed, heavy panting, like that of a wild beast.
Xu Longxiang... is about to lose control!
"Your Majesty! No!"
Jiang Qingxue almost screamed, her voice trembling with tears, "It's dirty here... there's dust everywhere... there's nowhere... this really won't do..."
She was incoherent, her mind a complete mess, and all she wanted to do was stop Qin Mu from getting any closer to the box.
Qin Mu smiled.
"Yes," he said drunkenly, his gaze sweeping across the kitchen before finally settling on the large wooden crate in the corner.
"There... is fine."
Jiang Qingxue looked in the direction he was pointing—
It was the wooden box where Xu Longxiang was hiding!
Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her blood froze instantly!
"No--!"
The word almost burst out, but she bit her lip tightly and swallowed it back.
You mustn't shout.
Once you shout it out, it's all over.
She could only stare wide-eyed as Qin Mu carried her step by step toward the wooden box.
Every step felt like stepping on her heart.
She could imagine what Xu Longxiang's expression was like inside the box at that moment.
Anger? Pain? Despair? Or... murderous intent?
She dared not think.
"Your Majesty... I beg you..."
Her final plea, her voice broken and incoherent, was a desperate cry: "There...there's a storage box...it's dirty and hard...I...I'll get hurt..."
Qin Mu had already walked up to the wooden box.
He stopped and looked down at Jiang Qingxue, whose face was ashen and whose eyes were filled with terror, and a deeper smile appeared on his lips.
"Rest assured, my beloved..."
He leaned close to her ear, his warm breath mixed with the smell of alcohol, brushing against her sensitive earlobe. "I... will be careful."
As he spoke, he actually bent down to place her on the lid of the wooden box!
Just as Jiang Qingxue's back was about to touch the cold, rough surface of the wooden box—
A sudden inspiration struck her!
A thought, like a flash of lightning in the darkness, instantly illuminated her chaotic thoughts.
That pose...
Qin Mu once mentioned the gesture she used to reject him, citing "shame" and "improper etiquette"...
Perhaps... we can give it a try!
In a flash, Jiang Qingxue made a decision.
She stopped struggling and instead relaxed her body, letting Qin Mu place her on the wooden box.
When her buttocks landed on the cold, hard wooden box, she could clearly feel the box beneath her... vibrate slightly.
It's very mild.
So subtle as to be almost imperceptible.
But she sensed it.
That was Xu Longxiang inside the box, his body trembling uncontrollably due to extreme anger and pain.
Jiang Qingxue's heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, the pain making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
But she had no time to grieve.
Qin Mu leaned down and placed a kiss, heavy with the smell of alcohol, on her neck.
His hand skillfully slipped inside her clothes and caressed her waist.
It was warm, yet it felt bone-chillingly cold to her.
Jiang Qingxue closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was a deathly stillness.
She reached out and gently pushed Qin Mu away.
The movements were light, yet carried a strange resolve.
Qin Mu paused, looking at her with hazy, drunken eyes, seemingly puzzled.
"His Majesty……"
Jiang Qingxue's voice was soft, carrying just the right amount of shyness and a subtle, almost imperceptible allure.
"Last time...didn't you want me to...use that position?"
She paused, noticing the sudden gleam in Qin Mu's eyes, and continued:
"Your Majesty... is willing to give it a try."
These words were spoken slowly and softly, yet they were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up towering waves!
Qin Mu's eyes lit up instantly!
"Does my beloved concubine truly agree?"
Jiang Qingxue lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting trembling shadows beneath them, her voice barely audible:
"Of course I'm willing... as long as Your Majesty doesn't mind my appearance..."
"Haha! Good! Good!"
Qin Mu burst into laughter, the sound echoing loudly in the empty kitchen, sounding particularly jarring.
He lifted Jiang Qingxue from the wooden box in one swift motion, much more urgently than before.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go back to our rooms! Let's go back to our rooms right now!"
He picked her up, turned around, and walked towards the door.
Jiang Qingxue was held in his arms, her face buried in his shoulder, not daring to turn around.
She could sense the deathly silence in the direction of the wooden box behind her.
There was no breathing sound.
There was no trembling.
There was nothing there.
It was as if there really was just an empty box there.
But she knew it wasn't.
Xu Longxiang is still inside.
He heard everything that had just happened.
He heard her bring up "that position," heard her agree to try it, heard Qin Mu's excited laughter, and heard their footsteps as they left...
He must be...
Jiang Qingxue dared not think any further.
She could only close her eyes tightly, letting Qin Mu carry her out of the kitchen, into the night, and towards Tingtao Garden.
The night wind was cold.
The wind blew across her face, but it couldn't dispel the thick, suffocating gloom in her heart.
.........
.........
Xu Longxiang huddled in the huge wooden box in the corner.
The box was cramped and filled with a musty smell and the aroma of some unknown dried hay.
The rough surface of the tarpaulin clung to his back, and through the tiny gaps in the box walls, he could barely make out the scene inside the kitchen.
When Qin Mu staggered in, when Jiang Qingxue forced herself to remain calm and turned to bow, when the man said in a flippant tone, "I want... to drink you"—
Xu Longxiang felt as if his heart was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand, almost bursting open!
Blood rushed to the top of my head, then froze into ice in an instant.
He clenched his teeth so tightly that his gums tasted of rusty metal, and his nails dug deep into his palms.
Through the rough seams of the oilcloth, he saw Qin Mu put his arm around Jiang Qingxue's waist, and saw the man drunkenly lower his head and lean close to her ear.
Although it was impossible to hear exactly what was said, the ambiguous and flirtatious expression on his face, and the undisguised possessiveness in his posture, were enough to explain everything.
"brute……"
Xu Longxiang roared silently in his heart, every word filled with bloody hatred.
He almost lost control and rushed out to tear that man to pieces!
But just then—
Jiang Qingxue suddenly reached out and hugged Qin Mu's waist.
The way they hugged, the way they buried their faces in each other's chests, the voice choked with sobs as they said, "Let's go back to the room, okay?"...
It was like a bucket of ice water poured down on Xu Longxiang's almost burning rationality.
His movements froze.
Why?
Why did she hug him?
An absurd and terrifying thought, like a venomous snake, burrowed into his mind—
Could it be... that she's already gotten used to it?
Could it be... that she really has feelings for that man?
Do not!
impossible!
Qingxue wouldn't do that!
She was just acting, just stalling, just... protecting him.
Xu Longxiang tried desperately to convince himself, but he couldn't suppress the sharp pain deep in his heart.
What happened next completely shattered his last shred of hope.
Qin Mu's voice, tinged with obvious dissatisfaction and drunkenness, echoed in the kitchen:
"Why can't it be here? This place is so much more interesting."
Through the gap, Xu Longxiang saw Qin Mu pick up Jiang Qingxue and carry her horizontally!
Jiang Qingxue exclaimed in surprise and instinctively wrapped her arms around Qin Mu's neck.
That gesture was as intimate as that of a real married couple.
For the first time, she struggled in front of him, her voice filled with genuine panic:
"Your Majesty, this place is really no good, please, it's filthy... dust everywhere... there's nowhere to go... it really won't do..."
The helplessness and pleading in that voice pierced Xu Longxiang's heart like needles.
But Qin Mu laughed, his drunken laughter sounding particularly jarring in the empty kitchen:
"Yes, you can do it there."
Through the distorted vision pierced by the gaps in the tarpaulin, Xu Longxiang saw Qin Mu raise his hand and point—
The wooden box he was hiding in!
Xu Longxiang's blood froze instantly!
He wants to... put it on this wooden box?!
On the box where he was hiding, to Qingxue...
Endless humiliation and anger erupted in my chest like a volcano!
Xu Longxiang's eyes instantly became bloodshot, his pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints, and the veins on his forehead bulged, as if they were about to explode at any moment!
He wanted to rush out immediately!
I want to kill that man!
I want to take Qingxue back!
But his body felt like it was nailed to the spot, unable to move.
He could only watch helplessly.
Watching Qin Mu carrying Jiang Qingxue as he walked towards the wooden box.
One step, two steps...
Getting closer.
Xu Longxiang could even see through the gaps in the tarpaulin the almost desperate expression on Jiang Qingxue's pale face, the tears she was holding back in her eyes, and the blood seeping from her lips, which she had bitten until they turned white.
He also saw Qin Mu.
His handsome face was flushed with intoxication and amusement, his eyes glazed over.
For some reason, Xu Longxiang always felt that... there was a terrifying clarity hidden deep in those eyes.
It was as if this drunken state, this frivolity, this absurdity... were all just a play.
He, however, is the clown trapped in the play.
"No……"
Xu Longxiang cried out silently in his heart, his fingernails almost digging into the wood of the box.
But nothing can be changed.
Qin Mu carried Jiang Qingxue to the wooden box.
Then, he bent down, seemingly to place Jiang Qingxue on the lid of the box.
At this critical moment—
Jiang Qingxue suddenly spoke up.
Her voice trembled strangely, not with fear or pleading, but with an almost bewitching allure:
"Your Majesty, last time...didn't you want me to...use that position?"
Xu Longxiang was startled!
What position?!
Which position?!
Countless unbearable images flashed through his mind in an instant, each one making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave!
Qin Mu stopped moving.
He raised his head and looked at Jiang Qingxue in his arms, a glint of light flashing in his drunken eyes:
"My beloved concubine... are you truly willing?"
A faint smile forced across Jiang Qingxue's pale face, a smile both broken and alluring, like a flower in its final bloom:
"Of course I'm willing... as long as Your Majesty doesn't mind my appearance..."
"Hahaha...Good! Good!"
Qin Mu burst into laughter, his laughter filled with undisguised excitement and pride.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go back to our rooms! Let's go back to our rooms right now!"
After saying that, he picked up Jiang Qingxue, turned around, and staggered towards the door.
His steps were still unsteady, but his back view exuded the air of a victor.
The kitchen door was pushed open and then closed again.
The footsteps gradually faded into the distance, eventually disappearing into the night.
The kitchen fell silent once more.
Xu Longxiang huddled inside the wooden box, motionless.
Time seemed to stand still.
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Ps:
Today's writing style is based on two perspectives.
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