Ji Qingwu leaned against him, little by little.
First, she gingerly pressed against him. When he didn't seem to notice, Ji Qingwu shifted her full weight onto him.
In contrast to his cold expression, his body was warm and carried the pleasant scent of agarwood.
Aside from the initial sting, having her forehead massaged was surprisingly comfortable. Before long, Ji Qingwu dazedly closed her eyes, forgetting she had come to tease him.
Watching from the doorway, Li Yuzong frowned.
'Such a blatant and shameless attempt at seduction… He couldn't believe his wise Princely Heir wouldn't see right through it.'
In the past, bold Hujie had snuck in during the winter, hiding in his thick quilts to try and seduce him. But once the Princely Heir discovered them, they were thrown out naked.
'Is the Princely Heir reaching the limits of his patience?' Li Yuzong wondered. 'Is he about to throw her out of the tent?'
Ji Qingwu suddenly let out a soft grunt and sat bolt upright.
