Chapter 29 You Smell So Good

Chapter 29: You Smell Wonderful

Jiang Yaozhen arrived outside the third prince's tent and used her usual method, bribing the guards with gold and walking straight in.

Xiao Xiuzhan was worrying about the next day's events when he saw her sudden appearance and was startled. "Second Miss Jiang? What brings you here?"

Jiang Yaozhen curtsied gracefully. "This humble girl pays her respects to the third prince. At my elder brother's behest, I have specially brought a pot of fine wine to wish the third prince success in tomorrow's hunt!"

The thought of having to block an arrow for his father the next day was troubling Xiao Xiuzhan.

Consort Xi, fearing that drinking might cause him trouble, had removed all the wine from his tent. He was feeling quite frustrated, so when he saw the wine pot in Jiang Yaozhen's hand, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Tian'en truly understands me!" he said, his tone slightly urgent. "Bring it here quickly!"

Jiang Yaozhen handed over the wine pot. Xiao Xiuzhan took it, eagerly uncorked it, and took a large gulp. "Excellent wine! Full-bodied and lingering!"

Jiang Yaozhen stood quietly to the side with downcast eyes, a faint smile curling at the corner of her lips, without a word.

The aphrodisiac secretly mixed into the wine acted very quickly. Before long, Xiao Xiuzhan felt a feverish heat washing over him, and Jiang Yaozhen before him appeared increasingly captivating.

He naturally knew that the second daughter of the Jiang family was exceptionally beautiful. But having seen countless beauties, a mere daughter of a concubine was not enough to make him lose his head.

Jiang Yaozhen might be acceptable as a concubine, but making her his official wife was absolutely impossible.

In contrast, the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family was not only lovely but also shrewd, having even won the favor of the Empress Dowager. Marrying her as his official wife would satisfy his mother and add to his prestige.

Yet at this moment, facing Jiang Yaozhen's peerlessly beautiful face, a fierce and uncontrollable desire suddenly rose up within him.

This desire was like a spark igniting gunpowder; once lit, it became irresistible.

Xiao Xiuzhan's eyes turned bloodshot, his breathing grew heavy, and he abruptly wrapped his arms around Jiang Yaozhen's slender waist, pulling her tightly against him.

Scalding kisses rained down on her face like a downpour, carrying the scent of alcohol and urgency, making her cheeks flush crimson.

"Third Prince, you're drunk... please release Yaozhen..." Jiang Yaozhen's voice was soft and delicate, carrying a deliberately panicked tremor, as if resisting yet also hinting at a coquettish willingness to yield.

She didn't truly struggle with force; instead, she rather enjoyed his current loss of control.

"Second Miss Jiang, you smell wonderful..." Xiao Xiuzhan murmured, his voice hoarse and filled with naked greed. "Let this prince take good care of you..."

He thought to himself: After all, the sixth prince is a cut-sleeve; he wouldn't care whether his future wife retained her chastity.

The sixth prince's maternal clan is weak; in the future, he will still need to rely on me. What harm is there in me sampling the charms of the Jiang family's second daughter first?

Jiang Yaozhen lowered her eyes, her face flushed crimson, allowing him to eagerly strip off her clothes.

The flickering candlelight illuminated her jade-like skin, her soft curves faintly visible in the dim, shifting light.

Xiao Xiuzhan pressed her down onto the brocade divan. The drug-induced impulse made his movements urgent and rough.

Losing her virginity, Jiang Yaozhen inevitably felt pain and discomfort, a glimmer of unshed tears gathering in her eyes.

She comforted herself inwardly: Tonight, Jiang Shuning is probably suffering the same fate, isn't she?

The difference is, I am willing, while Jiang Shuning is being forced.

Even if that sixth prince has no interest in women, this special aphrodisiac from Nanyue can turn him into a beast that only knows how to take.

The thought of Jiang Shuning being trampled by that cut-sleeve sixth prince made the pain beneath Jiang Yaozhen's body seem insignificant, even giving rise to a sliver of pleasure.

Meanwhile, led by the eunuch, Jiang Shuning passed through one silent tent after another, heading towards the area where the princes were stationed.

The eunuch walked hurriedly, occasionally looking back with an ingratiating smile, urging, "Miss Jiang, faster, please. The fourth prince is still waiting."

Finally, they stopped before a tent.

The eunuch bowed. "Miss Jiang, this is the fourth prince's tent. Please go inside."

Jiang Shuning's fingertips tightened slightly. Just as she was about to lift the curtain and enter, suddenly, a hoarse, low roar came from inside the tent: "So hot... Someone! Bring this prince ice water immediately!"

Her heart jolted violently. Her steps halted, and she turned to look at the eunuch, her gaze cold as a sharp blade. "This is not the fourth prince's tent!"

In her past life, she had spent ten years day and night with Xiao Lingchuan and had long since become intimately familiar with his voice. No matter how far away, she could still recognize it.

This voice was clearly not his!

The eunuch's face changed, a flash of panic in his eyes. He turned to flee.

How could Jiang Shuning let him escape so easily?

With a flick of her hand, the sleeve crossbow hidden in her sleeve suddenly fired.

*Whoosh!* The bolt cut through the night air, accurately piercing the eunuch's calf.

He let out a shriek, staggered, and fell, clutching his wound as he collapsed on the ground, looking back in terror.

Jiang Shuning stepped forward slowly. The moonlight cast a cold glow on her face; her delicate, beautiful features now exuded a murderous aura.

Holding the sleeve crossbow, she advanced step by step, her voice like frost. "Speak. Whose tent is this really? Who ordered you to trick me into coming here?"

The eunuch trembled like a sieve, his voice tearful. "M-Miss Jiang, spare me! This is... this is the sixth prince's tent! It was Second Miss Jiang who told me to bring you here!"

"Jiang Yaozhen?" Jiang Shuning's eyes narrowed slightly. What was she planning?

At that moment, the tent's curtain was suddenly flung open, and a figure stumbled into her line of sight.

The sixth prince, Xiao Jinghuan, had a flushed face, disheveled clothes, bulging veins on his forehead, and was breathing heavily.

His crimson eyes flickered in the firelight, like a beast consumed by flames.

He glared at Jiang Shuning and roared hoarsely, "You! Come here!"

Meeting those nearly out-of-control eyes, Jiang Shuning's heart sank abruptly—he had been drugged.

That gaze was unmistakably the madness of someone burned to ashes by lust!

She instantly understood Jiang Yaozhen's scheme: using the sixth prince's hand to ruin her chastity!

How vicious!

As the sixth prince advanced step by step, Jiang Shuning instinctively retreated.

The eunuch on the ground tried to seize the chance to escape, but she shot him with another bolt from her sleeve crossbow, hitting his other leg. He screamed again, nearly fainting.

The sixth prince, however, remained utterly oblivious to his surroundings, still advancing towards her.

Jiang Shuning gripped the sleeve crossbow tightly, her fingertips trembling slightly. Her mind raced, weighing options rapidly: Shooting him with a bolt might resolve the immediate danger, but he was, after all, of royal blood. If she had no one to testify for her, firing that bolt could jeopardize both her reputation and her life.

Just as she hesitated, a dark shadow swept in like a swift wind, landing steadily in front of the sixth prince. With a single palm strike, it sent that tall figure collapsing softly to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Jiang Shuning looked closely and saw it was Xiao Lingchuan!

How did he know she was here?

Don't tell me...

"Are you alright?" Xiao Lingchuan asked with concern.

"I'm fine. Thank you for your help, Fourth Prince!"

A surge of post-crisis relief washed over her.

Shooting the Sixth Prince might have saved her, but the fallout would have been unimaginable—both the royal family's dignity and her own reputation would have been tarnished.

Fortunately, Xiao Lingchuan arrived just in time.

Steadying herself, she stepped toward the eunuch on the ground.

Xiao Lingchuan moved to block her path. "What are you going to do?"

"I'm taking him to His Majesty to confess and get me justice!" Jiang Shuning looked up, her gaze sharp as a blade, her tone icy. "This eunuch conspired with others to harm me. How could I let him off lightly?"

The eunuch, terrified and weeping, prostrated himself, his voice trembling. "Spare me, Miss Jiang! It was Second Miss Jiang who ordered me! I was only following orders. Please, have mercy!"

"You cannot take him away," Xiao Lingchuan frowned, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Tonight, he must come with me."

Jiang Shuning gaped at him, unable to believe what she was hearing.

Even now, he still wanted to cover up for Jiang Yaozhen?!