The Anarchic Consort

Translator: Misty Cloud Editor: Misty Cloud

Early morning. Inside the snug horse carriage.

The wood in the tea space heater seemed to be all burned out as it released a depressed sound.

An elegant mellow and rich fragrance slowly wafted through the air from the pure gold decoratively carved incense burner, enduring without scattering.

This was Dragon Boost Fragrance, able to help repair the internal organs and the gastrointestinal system, expel poisons, and destroy tumors. Breathing in this fragrance within a small room was best for the health.

If Wei Wei’s memory wasn’t wrong, then this Dragon Boost Fragrance was the incense that her mother was most fond of in those days…

But after Lady Su married into the family, she even seized Mother’s incense saying that she couldn’t stand this incense, because it’s making her nauseated. Thereupon, everyone within the Defense Division residence was forbidden from burning this incense.

All of the attendants knew that this was the newly married Second Madam’s way of displaying her strength in front of the First Madam.

Yet what did that ‘good husband’ of hers do? He protected Lady Su in all respects and even said something about Lady Su’s health being weak, and couldn’t compare to Mother.

Lady’s Su health was weak, but was her Mother’s health not weak?

At that time, Mother had already neared her end. Her stomach vomited gas. Her entire life was spent rushing headlong into the battlefield as a female general. She was righteously and truly the head of the Helian family, yet wasn’t even left with the right to light a stick of incense…

No one knew how grievous that kind of situation was.

Little Wei Wei pinched at a corner of her dress and stared blankly as she watched her own mother’s life fading in this inferior and pitiful way, yet couldn’t do anything about it.

The memory deep in her heart made Wei Wei close her eyes tightly. When she reopened them, the inside of her pupils had already become clear and bright. No matter how it was previously, she who’s been reborn will surely reclaim control of all the things that originally belonged to her!

Just as she was thinking of this, she suddenly felt that someone was watching her.

Wei Wei immediately restrained all of the killing aura within her body and faced forward as she raised her eyes.

His entire body was covered in a white sable fur robe. Baili Jia Jue’s indolent expression as he sat and leaned on the chair. The classically styled sleeve of his robe opened just like a flower which bloomed, contrasting with the jade-like wrist. He turned the ancient scroll in his hand, graceful, elevated, and aloof from head to toe.

Wei Wei increasingly felt that each of Third Prince’s casual movement was qualified to be captured on a magazine’s cover. It’s a pity that this kind of person couldn’t become a modern day star.

Probably sensing Wei Wei’s gaze, Baili Jia Jue’s eyes glanced towards her. After that, he pulled opened a small wooden box within the horse carriage. His slender fingers rummaged inside the box then casually threw Wei Wei a few pieces of tungsten armament components. His intent was to have her play with them.

Wei Wei’s eyebrows jumped as she fiddled with the tungsten metal in her hand. The rumors really weren’t fake. Each and everything belonging to Third Prince couldn’t merely be measured with money. Things he normally used or even ate were all of the best quality within War Dragon Empire.

Just looking at this horse carriage, one could already gleaned a thing or two. Jade table, candied fruit, tea pastries, chessboard, scrolls…and so on, every necessity was prepared without exception. All kinds of items of the highest quality, whose value was considerable, and wasn’t merely sumptuous to a small extent.

Wei Wei also wasn’t going to be timid. With a graceful bearing, she pinched a piece of osmanthus pastry and placed it into her mouth. As the pastry entered her mouth, it transformed at once into a concentrated mung bean fragrance joined by lots of bits of dried pear flesh. The unique taste melted into her mouth, making her close her eyes just like she was savoring it.

Due to their being in a carriage, in addition to the business the night before, today, Wei Wei didn’t paint the black juice on her face that caused people to easily misunderstand her.

This made her look very beautiful, especially when she smiled. She was enduringly charming, like autumn light diffusing through water.

Ordinary girls depended on a gentle beauty to score a win, yet she was different, every part of her was embellished with charm and character. Whenever her black phoenix shaped eyes looked at someone, they always carried a hint of obstinateness.

So it turned out that a woman’s body could also leave a deep impression on people in this way.

Most of all, those thin lips touched by water which appeared somewhat moist was thoroughly enticing.

Baili Jia Jue’s pair of eyes submerged, slightly hidden in the depths…

Just as Wei Wei was eating the sweet desert, she saw the person sitting opposite her, the Third Prince who was reading, directly looking at her.

“Is it very delicious?” It was again that kind of pure and noble commanding voice which penetrated a person’s bones.

Wei Wei assumed that Third Prince’s question must be a bedcover (preparation for something else). After this, he’d certainly say that she was like a pig who felt that everything she ate tasted good. She’s not going to get into his bed sheet (fall for his bait)!

That’s why Wei Wei cleverly didn’t reply!

Only, what she didn’t anticipate was what Third Prince did next. To her surprise, with one hand, he was holding the scroll, while he extended his other hand over and gripped her wrist, so that he delivered the remaining half of the osmanthus pastry remaining in her hand into his apathetic thin lips and ate it!

Watching this scene, Wei Wei’s body somewhat froze. Why did she feel that this action from Third Prince was more or less a bit intimate.

Moreover, the thing that she was eating, he then ate…felt a bit weird.

But clearly, Third Prince still had the appearance of an elevated and cold male god who wouldn’t eat the food of mortals. This also made Wei Wei unable to to pull back her hand for a moment.

In the past, when she been on assignments, it wasn’t as if she and her teammates hadn’t sometimes shared a bite out of the same compressed biscuit.

Maybe she was just overthinking it.

As Wei Wei straightened out the matter in her heart, the carriage wheels seemed as if they rolled across some heavy object, as they abruptly rose and shook.

With one hand, she was holding a teacup, while the other hand was gripped by the man. During this short period of time, she lost her balance, yet couldn’t extend her hand to the left side to steady herself, because Third Prince was sitting there.

She involuntarily thought of evading the man, but didn’t foresee that he unexpectedly was quicker than she was by a step, as he pulled her entire body and pressed her against his chest.

A refined man’s faint fragrance immediately filled her nostrils, like a snowy lotus, occasionally releasing its breath inside the horse carriage, possesing a chilliness within its isolation.

“What happened?” His voice was very indifferent, one couldn’t hear any emotion within.

The person outside the window extremely reverently answered. “Reporting to Your Highness, we don’t know who placed a big rock on this mountain road, but it’s not a big deal.”

“Mm.” Baili Jia Jue lowered his eyes and dropped his head to look at her. His romantic pretty eyes slid from her eyes and fell on her disheveled neck collar, as his deeply hidden pupils profoundly sank lower…

His hand then covered her waist, where she couldn’t help but feel his warmth penetrate her clothes, raising her body temperature by a notch.

She also couldn’t tell if it was unintentional or intentional that a finger of his actually rubbed against her most sensitive spot.

Wei Wei felt her entire body tremble as the limp and numb feeling seemed as if it resided at her tailbone and pervaded to her four limbs.

Baili Jia Jue naturally felt her reaction, as reflections of light moved in his eyes. He suddenly exposed a faint, arrogant demonic smile. His magnetically deep voice carried a metal like texture, just like the tone of a highest quality cello. “So sensitive, hm?”

Wei Wei lifted her eyes, only seeing the sunshine faintly spilling onto that body, sometimes deeply, sometimes shallowly outlining his perfect body, both righteous and demonic, shaped like a blade.

When he leaned over by the side of her ear to speak, the faint smell of sandalwood carried a kind of seemingly shocking ice-coldness.

This guy was born for the sole purpose of challenging a woman’s self control!

Wei Wei had already heard about it. Reportedly, that person living within Ghost Palace, as long as he wanted it, he could cause any young lady to become frozen and melt…

It’s a pity that she wasn’t the same as ‘any young lady’.

Wei Wei’s figure turned. Her movement beautifully straightened her body into a sitting position as she spoke in an indifferent tone. “Your Highness thought too much into it. My waist was merely a bit itchy and this short section of road was actually too bumpy. Your Highness should just separate a bit farther from me, otherwise in a moment, you finger might develop some condition.”