MSW Chapter75

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Duan Linzhou’s words sent a surge of heat through Mu Peixuan, his already precarious self-control teetering on the brink. His gaze fixated on Duan Linzhou’s crimson lips—lips that spoke of detachment, yet curved into a tender, affectionate smile, as if his entire being was enveloped in gentle love.

 

Mu Peixuan’s adam apple bobbed with difficulty as he stepped closer. He watched Duan Linzhou’s smile deepen, the other party languidly leaning in to press his cheek against Mu Peixuan’s swollen lower body. A pulse throbbed in Mu Peixuan’s temple, and he lost all restraint, his hand reaching out to caress Duan Linzhou’s earlobe and temple hair.

 

The medicinal meal was brought in by Liu Guang.

 

As a Zhongyong, he wasn’t easily affected by the Tianqian’s Xinxiang, but the pervasive erotic atmosphere in the room lingered, refusing to dissipate. Liu Guang inexplicably felt his face heat up, and the hand holding the medicinal meal began to sweat.

 

Before Liu Guang could turn past the screen, Mu Peixuan had already emerged. He wore an outer robe draped over his shoulders, his hair was loose, and his brows and eyes were sharp and commanding, yet held a captivating allure that made one hesitate to look directly at him.

 

For some reason, it reminded Liu Guang of the intensely vibrant red plum blossoms that had bloomed in the manor last year.

 

Liu Guang lowered his head and softly greeted, “Your Highness.”

 

Mu Peixuan gave a faint “en,” his voice slightly hoarse. He took the medicinal meal from Liu Guang’s hands and said, “Leave.”

 

Liu Guang hesitated for a moment. He wanted to see his young master, but meeting Mu Peixuan’s deep gaze, he didn’t dare linger any longer and immediately retreated.

 

Mu Peixuan carried the medicinal meal back into the inner room.

 

Duan Linzhou lay on the bed, drowsy and half-asleep. The flush of desire had faded, leaving his cheeks with a sickly pallor, and a hint of fatigue lingered between his brows.

 

Mu Peixuan looked at that face, and the erotic image of it smeared with white semen flashed through his mind. He paused, placed the medicinal meal aside, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently lifted Duan Linzhou into his arms, softly saying, “Linzhou, have some medicinal meal first.”

 

Duan Linzhou responded with a mumbled sound, leaning against Mu Peixuan without any strength. This dependent posture pleased the Tianqian, who was still in his rut. Mu Peixuan affectionately rubbed his lips, holding Duan Linzhou with one arm and feeding him the medicinal meal spoonful by spoonful with the other.

 

They shared the bowl of medicinal food, taking turns with each mouthful. By the end, somehow, they found themselves kissing again, their lips and tongues, now tinged with the taste of the meal, entwining and sucking as if they couldn’t bear to be apart even for a moment.

 

Mu Peixuan’s heat lasted for five days. During these five days, Duan Linzhou and Mu Peixuan barely left Wen’an Courtyard.