AMLFS Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Becoming a Royal Consort! Must Become a Royal Consort!

Chapter 14: Becoming a Royal Consort! Must Become a Royal Consort!

Song Huaixi, in his sleep, felt a chill and was abruptly awakened.

Rubbing his eyes, he sat up and looked at the dark figure in front of him. He reached for the quilt in the figure’s hand, his voice drowsy.

“What are you doing…”

“I should be asking you, what do you want to do?”

Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district stood before him, looking down at Song Huaixi on the bed, his voice cold.

Song Huaixi was startled awake by his emotionless voice.

He said, a little guiltily, “I… I came to sleep with you…”

“Sleep?”

Zhao Fangye frowned, his words laced with questioning, “Last time you took my quilt, this time you sneak into my bed in the middle of the night. What reason do you have to sleep with me?”

Song Huaixi was taken aback for a moment, then said without hesitation, “I just want to sleep with you.”

After saying that, his round eyes widened, his tone genuine.

Zhao Fangye’s body was warm to hug, and it was comfortable to sleep with him.

“You…”

Song Huaixi’s words left him speechless. His eyes were innocent and pure, without any shyness or flattery.

Zhao Fangye felt a strange sensation stir within him.

He didn’t know why this little fool was so clingy. Others always avoided him, yet this person insisted on approaching him eagerly.

No one had ever done this to him before, and for a moment, Zhao Fangye was at a loss.

“Forget it, do as you please.”

Zhao Fangye went to take the bedding from the bed, intending to spend the night on the soft couch.

He didn’t like sleeping with others, especially since Song Huaixi was restless in his sleep.

Seeing his actions, Song Huaixi instantly became unhappy and grabbed the quilt, refusing to let go.

“What are you doing! Are you leaving! No!”

Song Huaixi tightly grasped the quilt, not content with just holding it, he directly pressed his entire body onto it.

His dark eyes held stubbornness, “You’re not allowed to leave!”

Zhao Fangye pinched his brow. He had never seen someone so troublesome. He threw the quilt back onto the bed, his tone somewhat impatient.

“Song Huaixi, what exactly do you want?”

His strange behavior these days had already made him feel exhausted.

No one had ever dared to treat him like this.

Song Huaixi was the first, but he was also a fool, so it was impossible to reason with him.

“You don’t want to sleep with me?”

Song Huaixi sensed the impatience in his tone. A hurt expression flashed across his delicate, fair face.

He really liked Zhao Fangye, but it seemed that he didn’t like him very much. No matter how close he got to him, he remained cold.

Like a big ice block, impossible to warm up.

His words were very straightforward. But at this moment, the look in his eyes dimmed.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Fangye only felt himself becoming agitated.

He quickly stepped forward and forcefully pushed Song Huaixi, who was sitting on the bed, back onto the bedding.

His slender fingers pinched his chin harshly.

Zhao Fangye’s tone became fierce, “Sleep? Do you know what sleeping with me means? Don’t provoke me if you don’t know anything!”

Song Huaixi was pinned beneath him, frightened by the fierce expression on his face. His nose instantly turned sour.

Tears instantly filled his eyes, making those pure, clean eyes wet.

Song Huaixi had never been scolded before. Now, Zhao Fangye’s expression made him feel very wronged. He didn’t know what he had done wrong, why Zhao Fangye would show such an expression.

Tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, one by one. Zhao Fangye froze for a moment and reached out to wipe the tears from his face.

Song Huaixi pouted and cried silently, his eyes and the tip of his nose red, looking incredibly pitiful.

Zhao Fangye realized his loss of composure and got off him.

He handed him a silk handkerchief, “It was my fault, don’t cry.”

After saying that, he turned to leave, intending to go out and calm down.

But the corner of his robe was pulled by a pair of fair hands. Song Huaixi sobbed, “Don’t go, don’t hate me…”

His light-colored eyes lingered on the hand pulling his sleeve. Zhao Fangye only felt a pang in his heart.

Even after he had treated him like this.

The little fool’s first reaction wasn’t anger, but fear that he would hate him.

Zhao Fangye curled his lips in self-deprecatingly. Perhaps only a little fool in this world would take him so seriously.

Turning back, Zhao Fangye sat down on the edge of the bed. He picked up the silk handkerchief and wiped away his tears, “Alright, stop crying.”

Song Huaixi tightly gripped his sleeve, sobbing, “Don’t hate me…”

With a wry smile, the little fool hadn’t done anything wrong, what right did he have to hate him? In the end, the little fool had always been straightforward.

But his own heart was wavering.

He held him in his arms and comforted him for a while. Zhao Fangye softly asked him, “Do you know what it means to come to me to sleep?”

Song Huaixi shook his head. Sleeping was just sleeping, what else could it mean?

“Song Huaixi, I am not some virtuous gentleman. You need to know the price of doing this. I am not in the mood to play house with you.”

Zhao Fangye looked at him, his tone becoming hoarse, his eyes filled with surging emotions.

“I’ll give you two choices. Either stay in the Ning Wang Mansion and be a pretty vase, and don’t provoke me. Or stay by my side and become my royal consort, and never betray me.”

Such a long string of words made Song Huaixi’s head spin. What “you” and “me,” he didn’t understand.

But he vaguely felt that if he chose the first option, he wouldn’t be able to see Zhao Fangye.

Seeing him silent for a long time, his face full of confusion, Zhao Fangye suddenly felt absurd.

What was he doing?

Was he expecting someone with an immature mind to give him an answer?

He must be crazy.

Pinching his brow, Zhao Fangye released him, “Forget it, I was confused. You should rest…”

Before he could finish his words, Song Huaixi hurriedly grabbed him, his pure eyes full of determination.

“Don’t want a pretty vase, want you, want to be a royal consort.”

In Zhao Fangye’s eyes, disbelief flashed, he turned to look at him, his gaze deep, his voice hoarse.

“What did you say? Say it again…”

Song Huaixi didn’t understand why, he blankly opened his mouth and shouted at him again, “Become a royal consort! Must become a royal consort!”

His fair and childish face was filled with determination, his eyes filled with Zhao Fangye’s figure.

Zhao Fangye stared into those eyes, grabbed his shoulders, and gradually tightened his grip.

He asked again in a hoarse voice, “Do you know what you’re saying?”

“I know. Be a royal consort!”

Zhao Fangye looked at him, a hint of obsession rising in his eyes.

“Very well, Song Huaixi, you said it. You can’t go back on your word. Even if you do, this time it won’t count. Understand?”

“Understand!”

Seeing his solemn expression, Song Huaixi also nodded solemnly, “This time I promise I won’t go back on my word!”