The Crown Princess’s Loyal Guard Dog - CPLGD Chapter 3

“Dian Dian, ah hmm…”
Xie Sicun absolutely loved Mo Shou’s pleading voice—clamorous, murky yet delicate, repressed yet flamboyant. The burning passion melted the peak’s perennial snow, turning all the cold into a warm spring, making every part of Sicun warm, even her ears were toasty and tingling all the way to her bones.

“Ah Shou is so good, how could I refuse, hmm?” Xie Sicun put a bit more strength into her legs, and Mo Shou’s sleeping pants were already pulled down to his thighs.

Her complete set of Crown Princess’ court attire, including the crown and the attire itself, was neat and full of dignity, fit for meeting court officials. But here was Mo Shou, disheveled and flushed, submissive and deferential—who could imagine that the typically aloof and indifferent Mo Shou could look like this in private?

Likewise, no one knew that the Crown Princess, who appeared even more stern and meticulous in court, was actually so mischievous and wickedly playful with her little consort in private.

Her little foot, still clad in a silk stocking, came up to Mo Shou’s lips. Mo Shou bit into the edge of the stocking and pulled it off. The fabric scraped across her instep, tickling Xie Sicun and eliciting a burst of silvery laughter.

Mo Shou looked up, their eyes meeting, oblivious to everything else, only aware of each other, their gazes intensely intertwined. Although it was just a brief eye contact, their emotions continuously exchanged.

“Come up.”
Xie Sicun patted the space beside her on the bed, signaling Mo Shou he could come up.

Even though Mo Shou felt like his soul was being hooked away by Sicun, he still remembered the words taught by Aunt Jiao and dared not spoil his manners because of favoritism.

Being spoiled by favoritism—he had heard that phrase too many times, yet he dared not entertain it. This bed was the only shelter in his stormy life, and only by her side could he feel truly human.

She was born the beloved daughter of the current Emperor. At just three years old, the Emperor overcame all objections to declare her the first-ever Crown Princess, while he… he was just a little beggar picked up by the Emperor’s army during a war.

The difference in their statuses was like a chasm. Being by her side was already a grace bestowed by the heavens.

But he wanted more. He wanted to desecrate her, to strip off her noble clothing, to bury himself in her body, to merge with her completely, to fit together without any distance.

It was a wild thought, yet it had become a reality. To protect this hard-won relationship, while being close to this goddess-like figure, he also had to maintain propriety. Only by doing so could he stay by her side as long as possible, cherishing every moment as if it were stolen.

Mo Shou knelt and cautiously climbed onto the bed from the foot of it. This didn’t take much time, but Xie Sicun didn’t like this.

She knew it was proper, and he had to uphold it, but with just the two of them here, why maintain such formality?

The iron rules Mo Shou followed were practically nonexistent to Xie Sicun. Mo Shou had barely touched the bed when her warm, soft body had already thrown itself into his arms.

“Your, Your Highness!” Mo Shou was used to maintaining a stoic face, and now, his expression hardly changed, but… Xie Sicun knew him well and knew that even his ears were blushing, probably embarrassed to the extreme.

“You got it wrong!” Xie Sicun bit down on Mo Shou’s Adam’s apple. “Have you forgotten how I instructed you, hmm?”

Xie Sicun’s bite was not gentle, but Mo Shou actually relished the pain that came from her.

After biting his neck, Xie Sicun licked his neck, tasting the salty flavor, shallow and provoking.

Xie Sicun didn’t just bite; her hands were also bullying. One hand pinched the little bud on his chest, while the other grasped the hot, throbbing root of desire, moving up and down, arousing infinite longing but granting no further comfort.

Neither fully up nor down, it was unbearably frustrating.

“On the bed, you must not call yourself ‘servant,’ you should call me Dian Dian… not Your Highness… ah ah…” Mo Shou gasped, pleading, “Dian Dian, Dian Dian…”

“Hmm?” Xie Sicun raised her eyebrows, letting out a light hum.

“I won’t dare again…”

“Just a few days of not paying attention to you, and you start acting up.” Finally, Xie Sicun stopped, her arms wrapping around Mo Shou’s waist, her face buried in his embrace. “Tell me, what should we learn today?”

The role of a consort was not just to amuse the Crown Princess, but to teach her the techniques of the inner chamber, to ensure the Crown Princess’ future marriage was harmonious. But…

A shadow flickered in Mo Shou’s eyes, he would do everything to avoid that day.

If he had to watch Xie Sicun being harmoniously married to another, visiting someone else, he would rather die. Mo Shou skillfully stripped Xie Sicun of her clothes, whispering in her ear, “Let Dian Dian understand, how to please a man.” As he spoke, he parted Xie Sicun’s legs, slowly drawing his lips and tongue closer, the unique fragrance of a girl enveloping him, making his deep eyes utterly enchanting.