His Highness's Tyranny Kiss

The slender and skeletal fingers delicately rested on her wrist as Baili Jia slowly lifted his head to gaze at her. His eyes carried a captivating allure, bordering on demagoguery.

In that moment, Helian Weiwei realized that they were standing too close, close enough for their eyelashes to touch.

Frowning, Helian Weiwei attempted to retract her hand, but he firmly held onto her, causing her to fall backward onto the floor, right against his chest.

Looking down at her, the beautiful eyes beneath his mask held an air of indifference and nobility, like deep ancient wells.

His silk robe hung loosely, with two buttons undone, revealing a delicately sunken collarbone. The open neckline accentuated its slender shape.

Helian Weiwei felt defenseless as he casually extended his arm, enveloping her completely within his embrace.

Her face was almost buried in the slightly cool skin of his chest, and she could feel her heart fluttering.

However, the way the Third Highness held her didn't feel like holding a woman but rather like holding a humanoid pet.

"Wait until the main hall catches your claws, and see if you still dare to provoke bees and butterflies," he whispered into her ear, his drunken words inexplicable. Helian Weiwei felt a tingling and ticklish sensation as his breath brushed against her ear.

Helian Weiwei wanted to tell him that he had mistaken her identity, but before she could speak, Baili Jia Jue abruptly pushed her away, his fingers tightly clutching his abdomen. His eyebrows furrowed deeply, and his lips felt cold.

Wondering if he had a stomachache, Helian Weiwei asked, her voice filled with patience, "Are you feeling unwell, Third Highness?"

Baili Jia Jue remained silent, but he opened his narrow eyes, revealing a smile at the corner that rarely appeared on his usually cold and indifferent face. His slightly raised eyebrows surveyed her with an inquisitive gaze.

Helian Weiwei vowed that if the drunken Third Highness still couldn't remember who she was, she would definitely pour the entire cup of tea on his face and make him...

Before her thought could fully form, an unexpected and chilly sensation, reminiscent of snow, imprinted on her lips.

Helian Weiwei's mind went blank.

Observing her stunned expression, Baili Jia Jue, for some reason, leaned closer and deepened the kiss.

The taste surpassed his expectations—sweet and tender.

Unable to resist, Baili Jia Jue continued to suck on her lips, with a faint scent of osmanthus cake lingering in the air.

Outside the door, Sun Gongzheng knocked insistently, interrupting the hazy state of Baili Jia Jue's mind. It wasn't the right time for such intimate encounters.

However, Baili Jia Jue couldn't resist taking another bite of Helian Weiwei's lips. He lifted her up, pinning her against the corner, and forcefully used his tongue to explore her lips and teeth, igniting a hurricane of sweetness.

Helian Weiwei's initial instinct was to struggle, but unexpectedly, she didn't make a move.

He held her hands, pressing her body firmly against the corner.

Their chests pressed against each other through the fabric, and Baili Jia Jue caught the faint scent of Helian Weiwei's girlish fragrance, an aroma unknown to outsiders. His fingers naturally caressed it.

Men were inherently dominant, especially when influenced by alcohol.

Despite sensing the impropriety of his actions, Baili Jia Jue not only didn't release her, but intensified his advances. There was an inexplicable excitement as the knocking on the door grew louder and louder.

All of Helian Weiwei's senses were focused on the tip of her tongue, while the softness against her chest, rubbed by Baili Jia Jue, caused a tingling sensation. Moreover, not just in this life, even in her previous life, Helian Weiwei had never been kissed. Thus, when Baili Jia Jue's lips met hers, she experienced a momentary pause.

Moreover, since their first encounter, Helian Weiwei hadn't regarded Baili Jia Jue as an ordinary man. He was either a man devoid of desires and lust or a man revered in the temple, uninterested in anyone.

Clean, cold, and noble.

Usually, he would be worshipped in temples, unattainable by mere mortals.

Yet now, Helian Weiwei sensed the "danger" emanating from him.

Was it due to his intoxication?

Helian Weiwei attempted to bend her legs and kick him away but found herself lacking the strength or perhaps he had positioned himself too well.

The more she struggled, the tighter Baili Jia Jue's grip became. Finally, he lifted her by the waist, and his palm slid beneath her tunic, sending a slightly cool sensation through her body.

Helian Weiwei trembled, opened her mouth, and forcefully bit his lips. As she did, her right hand, with a swift motion, revealed a gleaming silver knife from her cuff!

In a flash, Baili Jia Jue dodged, grabbing Helian Weiwei's right hand, which held the knife, and forcibly spun her around. Her back pressed tightly against his chest, leaving no space between them.

Helian Weiwei's pupils constricted slightly as she noticed Baili Jia Jue's other hand resting on her blossoming softness. In her ears, she could hear his burning breath, tinged with a hint of alcohol.

Her heart pounded like thunder, drowning out any other sounds. It felt like the air was being sucked away from her, leaving her gasping for breath.

Helian Weiwei's body went limp, collapsing like a boneless doll. Baili Jia Jue swiftly supported her waist, his thin lips pressing against hers. His voice held a hint of wickedness as he spoke, "This won't do. Hehe, it's truly useless."

The knocking on the door ceased, and Sun Gonggong's suspicious voice faintly reached their ears. "Third Highness?"

Helian Weiwei's heart tightened. If their encounter was discovered, she would undoubtedly be expelled from Taibai Academy and lose her eligibility for the Martial Qi Competition.

In ancient times, a woman's reputation held great significance. It was explicitly stated in the enrollment notice that during their time at the academy, both men and women were prohibited from engaging in improper behavior.

After all, they were young masters and ladies, all residing within the same academy.

Despite the hierarchical structure and supervision, it was impossible to prevent all incidents.

Those who gained admission to Taibai Academy were renowned figures in the capital. While it might be easier to overlook the actions of young men, if a woman were to encounter any mishap here, it would be difficult for the academy to justify it to their parents.

Therefore, the punishments in this regard were exceedingly severe.

In essence, it was similar to the rule that high school students should not engage in romantic relationships in modern times. However, the masters' mindset was even more conservative. Holding hands was not allowed, let alone the situation they found themselves in now...

Author's message: I hope you enjoy reading this book, "Mo Mo Da, Mo Mo Da, touch your head."