The Princess Who Married The Crown Prince(GL) - Chapter 36

Su Qiuqiu’s feelings for Lu Fangting were genuine and heartfelt. However, her affection for attractive young women also stemmed directly from her heart. The prettier they were, the happier she got — which explained the excited look on her face that Lu Fangting often saw.

“If you like them so much, why not just buy one and take her home…” Lu Fangting said quietly.

Su Qiuqiu’s attitude made Lu Fangting’s heart, which had just begun to warm, turn cold again. She couldn’t help but think of those spoiled young masters who squandered fortunes on brothel girls, or the lustful rogues who risked everything for beauty. Maybe Su Qiuqiu liked her simply because she looked good — just like how she liked those courtesans.

And if someone even more beautiful came along, would Su Qiuqiu just shift her affections and treat the next one like a treasure?

Back then, the Crown Prince had compared her to a girl from Chunyi Pavilion — that look of a lust-struck expression of his had been disgusting.

Su Qiuqiu didn’t disgust Lu Fangting. She was even a little cute but realizing she was just like the Crown Prince in this way made Lu Fangting’s mood darken. A feeling that had almost moved her turned out to be based only on appearances, on beauty alone. Her eyes toward Su Qiuqiu grew colder, no longer as gentle as before.

“You can buy one? Right… they can redeem themselves… I wonder how expensive they are…” Su Qiuqiu muttered, starting to seriously think it over. Maybe she could get one or two really pretty ones who could play music and dance. But suddenly, she sensed a shift in the air. Lu Fangting had gone silent.

Su Qiuqiu turned to look at her, only to see Lu Fangting’s face back to that cold, indifferent look from when they first met.

“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” Su Qiuqiu asked with concern, reaching out to touch her. Lu Fangting brushed her hand away and averted her eyes.

“Are you upset because I was looking at them?” Su Qiuqiu finally caught on to her mood and asked carefully. She had gotten too excited seeing so many dazzling, pretty girls just now and had gone overboard. She realized it might not have been appropriate — but seeing Lu Fangting upset, she felt a little thrill too. Was Lu Fangting jealous? That had to mean she liked her, right?

Lu Fangting didn’t respond. She only lowered her eyes.

“You’re the prettiest of all of them. No one compares. Don’t be mad… I won’t look at anyone else, just you, okay?” Su Qiuqiu whispered, thinking Lu Fangting’s silence meant agreement. A soft smile tugged at her lips as she leaned in close, breathing warm air by her ear and coaxing her in a sweet, tender voice. But she didn’t realize the flaw in her words — the exact thing that confirmed Lu Fangting’s suspicions.

Back when she was taking Su Qiuqiu’s measurements for the Qingli outfit, Lu Fangting had felt something was off — those little hands had seemed… too enthusiastic. And now it made sense — her guess had been right. Su Qiuqiu was a little pervert.

So when she didn’t know Lu Fangting was a woman, she kept her distance. But the moment she found out, her entire attitude flipped just because she was a woman, and a pretty one at that. That’s why she liked her.

This little pervert!

“Still thinking about buying a brothel girl?” Lu Fangting raised her eyes and asked flatly.

“That was a joke! Just a joke… Don’t take it seriously, please? Be good, Sister…” Su Qiuqiu quickly laughed to smooth things over, throwing herself into Lu Fangting’s arms to comfort her. Her soft red lips planted kisses on Lu Fangting’s cheek in a sweet, coaxing way.

Looking at Su Qiuqiu acting all cuddly and charming — just one wag of a tail away from being a puppy — Lu Fangting couldn’t help but imagine: what if this little pervert behaved like this toward someone else?

Just the thought made her burn with jealousy.

She wanted to strip this little rascal bare, just like that night… making her cry out in a mix of sobs and moans…

Images from the book Zhongli Yao had secretly given her flashed through Lu Fangting’s mind. She had only read a few pages before her face turned red and she couldn’t continue — but those pages left a deep impression. Without realizing it, she had started imagining herself and Su Qiuqiu in those scenes…

Why was the Third Prince so interested in Su Qiuqiu? Other than wanting to spy on the Lu family, there was also the fact that Su Qiuqiu was still a virgin.

And this little pervert had mentioned wanting to consummate the relationship. She must be dying to do it…

Then maybe it was time to make this flirty, fickle little pervert completely her own.

That little vixen even said she couldn’t wait for their wedding night… maybe then it’s time to make this fickle philanderer, this little vixen, truly mine…

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Earlier, when Lu Fangting had asked Zhongli Yao how to conceal her virginity, she hadn’t anticipated acting on it so soon with Su Qiuqiu. She’d had reservations then, but those thoughts had now vanished and replaced by a different, increasingly intense desire.

Lu Fangting’s mind raced, but her expression remained unchanged, still sullen. Su Qiuqiu pulled out all the stops to cheer her up, her voice dripping with honey as she sweetly called her “Sister,” showering her with endless sweet nothings, and lavishing her with touches, hugs, snuggles, and kisses…

While basking in Su Qiuqiu’s soothing antics, Lu Fangting mentally stripped her naked countless times and ravished her over and over. With each moment, Su Qiuqiu’s “little vixen” label grew brighter and brighter in her mind.

Aren’t these just honeyed words? Lu Fangting thought. The little one’s quite skilled… She knows more than I thought.

After dinner, Lu Fangting swallowed a pill—not a medicinal one, but a muscle relaxant. She feared losing control later and harming the Su Qiuqiu, which would expose her own true nature in the process.

After taking the medicine, even if Lu Fangting became agitated, her strength would be noticeably weaker than usual. Zhongli Yao had given Lu Fangting plenty of self-defense remedies, so she wasn’t worried about Su Qiuqiu “forcing herself” on her.

“Sister, let me help you with your bath,” Su Qiuqiu said, dismissing the maids and approaching Lu Fangting.

Lu Fangting headed to the washroom alone, but Su Qiuqiu tugged on her sleeve and followed, secretly amused. Having grown accustomed to Lu Fangting’s composed demeanor and seeing her upset had a certain charm. A beauty with a temper—this side of her is rather endearing, she thought.

Before the large wooden tub filled with steaming hot water, Su Qiuqiu helped Lu Fangting undress. Her face flushed from the heat, and her eyes grew misty with a mysterious expression.

Previously, Lu Fangting had assumed Su Qiuqiu’s flushed face was simply from the heat. But now, seeing her through the eyes of a “little lecher,” it was clear she was aroused. Those mischievous fingers were definitely restless, tickling her and making her itch all over.

“Sister, all done,” Su Qiuqiu whispered hoarsely, swallowing hard as she looked at Lu Fangting’s curves.

“Mm…” Lu Fangting nodded and stepped into the tub, only to sway and collapse against Su Qiuqiu.

Su Qiuqiu hurriedly supported Lu Fangting, whose body slumped against her. Lu Fangting’s soft, ample br3asts pressed against Su Qiuqiu’s chin, their yielding texture overwhelming her senses. The sensation threatened to drown her; just a little more pressure and she’d be submerged.

Su Qiuqiu’s face flushed grew even hotter than before and her body was rigid with shock. She felt as if she were ascending to heaven. The very thing she had fantasized about touching was now right before her eyes—a sensation far more intense than she had ever imagined.

Lu Fangting gasped, her chest heaving rhythmically against Su Qiuqiu’s chin and cheeks. Involuntarily, Su Qiuqiu rubbed her face against the warm, yielding mounds, her lips grazing them. She extended her tongue, licking a spot and then sucking on it.

A peculiar, intoxicating flavor filled her mouth, leaving Su Qiuqiu’s legs weak and her body melting. She felt as if she had exhausted a lifetime’s worth of courage, yet this sensation was worth dying for right then and there.

Lu Fangting’s eyes darkened. Su Qiuqiu’s unintentional caresses had ignited a surge of heat within her, stealing her breath. As she leaned backward, Su Qiuqiu lost her balance, and the two of them tumbled into the large wooden tub filled with steaming water, splashing the floor.

Lu Fangting sat upright in the tub, her head was above the water thanks to her height. Su Qiuqiu, however, sank completely beneath the surface, her arms clinging tightly to Lu Fangting.

“Cough…” Su Qiuqiu sputtered, emerging from the hot water after swallowing a mouthful. Finally regaining her senses, she clung to Lu Fangting, pressing herself even closer than before.

“Sister… are you alright?” Su Qiuqiu asked, lifting her head to look at Lu Fangting.

“I’m fine… I just felt a little weak earlier…” Lu Fangting gasped, her face flushed crimson and her breathing heavy. Her wet hair framed damp, striking features, exuding a breathtaking beauty.

“Sister, you’re so beautiful…” Su Qiuqiu murmured dreamily, her recently cleared eyes clouding over again. Still in their embrace, she tilted her head and kissed Lu Fangting’s lips, her hands gliding across her smooth back from waist to chest. Her legs were wrapped around Lu Fangting’s waist.

A wave of lustful sensations washed over Su Qiuqiu, making her feel lightheaded and disoriented, as if she were drunk.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally separated. Su Qiuqiu’s clothes lay discarded outside the tub, leaving them naked in each other’s arms.

“Sister… are you comfortable?” Su Qiuqiu asked, her face flushed crimson, her breath still coming in ragged gasps.

Lu Fangting remained silent, her hand pressing gently against Su Qiuqiu’s cheek.

This was Su Qiuqiu’s first orgasm since arriving in this world. She had experienced similar sensations in her past life, but never with such intensity and certainly never shared with another person.

For Lu Fangting, however, this was a truly unprecedented experience.

“Sister, you’re so cute, blushing like that…” Su Qiuqiu said, her voice trembling with laughter.

“The water’s getting cold. Let’s get out,” Lu Fangting said, her tone even.

Su Qiuqiu nodded, still smiling at Lu Fangting.

They climbed out of the tub, wrapped themselves in clean sleeping robes, and returned to the bedroom.

As they lay nestled under the covers, Su Qiuqiu yawned and snuggled against Lu Fangting. But Lu Fangting had no intention of letting her sleep. What had happened in the tub was merely a prelude.

Knowing Su Qiuqiu’s most vulnerable spot, Lu Fangting shifted slightly, her chest brushing against Su Qiuqiu’s face. The sleepy Su Qiuqiu instantly stirred and her excitement rekindled.

Su Qiuqiu’s hands deftly parted the collar of Lu Fangting’s robe, revealing her soft, full br3ast. Having already tasted its sweetness, Su Qiuqiu’s mouth watered as she eagerly dove in.

After a long while, Su Qiuqiu and Lu Fangting lay quietly in each other’s arms.

“Sister, it only hurts for a moment, then it’s over… The rest feels really good. Next time, I’ll help you, okay?” Su Qiuqiu kissed Lu Fangting’s lips, her dewy eyes blinking softly as she whispered. Unable to bear Lu Fangting’s pain, she had taken the lead, making sure to share her experiences afterwards.

“Mmm…” Lu Fangting didn’t say much, silently kissing Su Qiuqiu’s sweat-dampened cheeks. Her heart ached for the younger woman, yet she couldn’t help but feel both amused and exasperated. This little seductress… Even with her lips pale from the pain, she’s still trying to tempt me…

Lu Fangting summoned a maid to prepare bathwater, and they bathed again. Exhausted from the bath, Su Qiuqiu fell into a deep sleep. Lu Fangting gazed at her sleeping form, a flicker of tenderness in her eyes swiftly replaced by burning desire.

The effects of the medicine had worn off, and her strength had returned. The overwhelming desire she had suppressed during their earlier exertions, now threatening to explode and could finally be unleashed without restraint.

Lu Fangting untied the sash of Su Qiuqiu’s nightgown, gently slipping it off while kissing every inch of her delicate skin. The night was still young…