Chapter 11: Chapter 11

Despite their drunken hookup the night before, Nangong Du was about to force himself on Zixiu again this morning! Was Nangong Du truly a sex maniac?

Absolutely not! Though he always fancied the gorgeous, he wasn’t an addict with an insatiable appetite for sex. For him, it was only a strategy to convince everyone that he was tyrannical and over-sexed.

Actually, Nangong Du was clear that though Liu Zixiu deserved to be executed for his disrespect to him, what he said did make sense. If he were indeed a spy, he wouldn’t have risked his life to marry him in disguise of a woman without making a move throughout the night. So Liu Zixiu was highly likely innocent. But who could guarantee it wasn’t a part of his scheme? Who could guarantee Liu Zixiu was just an innocent scapegoat instead of a cunning fox? The princess of the Wen Kingdom, who had come all the way to marry him, was replaced by a man. And as the groom, he didn’t even find it out until the next morning! Would anybody believe it if the rumor spread? Even though Nangong Du had nothing to do with the missing of Yuwen Liuxu, their marriage involved the relations between the two countries, so he might be able to pass the buck if he discovered last night that the princess had been kidnapped before their intimacy. Unfortunately, he was so drunk that he couldn’t remember what had happened last night. It seemed someone had intended to ruin the intermarriage between the royal members of these two countries! But why did they send a man as the replacement? Were they trying to sow discord between these two countries by getting the Nan people to question the sincerity of the other party? But who could be the mastermind behind all this? The emperor of the Rong or the Ning, or the pro-groups of the Wen and the Nan? Or maybe it was that Prince of Tennis from some barbaric country?

After pondering for a while, Nangong Du found almost all these countries were dubious and it was even possible that the princess had kidnapped a man to take her place in order to escape the marriage. Obviously, it was hard to get the princess back, so all Nangong Du could do was to cut everyone off from the news and contain the situation. Thankfully, Yuwen Liuxu had been living in the imperial palace and rarely came out, so except for a few high-rank officials had seen her, most of the team members who escorted her to the Nan Kingdom didn’t know what she looked like, let alone Prince Mu, Nangong Du. Therefore, Nangong Du decided to play along. Whether this Liu Zixiu was a man or a woman, a sheep or a fox, as he had gone through the process of their wedding, he was Prince Mu’s legal wife, the princess of the Wen Kingdom—Yuwen Liuxu!

Now Nangong Du had to seize the hour to punish this unruly ‘woman’, who was bold enough to despise him, swear at him, and even consider his favor a disgrace!

“Will you throw up again? Answer me!” He turned Zixiu’s head, forcing him to watch what he was doing to him.

“Urgh—” Only at a glance, Zixiu felt like vomiting again. However, as he hadn’t had anything for a whole day, he had nothing to vomit in addition to his gastric acid. And now he could only retch. Unable to hold back his anger, he cursed again, “You asshole, rapist! You and that perverted bitch are birds of a feather! She kidnapped me and look what you’re doing right now! Urgh—”

“How dare you have another woman on your mind when you’re with me?”

“Bullshit! You damn pervert, let go of me! If you dare to put that filthy d*ck of yours any closer, I’m going… Urgh—”

“Little brat, you’re my legal wife now, so it’s only natural that I have sex with you!”

“Sod this! You shameless wanker! Urgh—”

“Honey, you still have the strength to swear at me? It seems you haven’t enjoyed enough!” With that, Nangong Du suddenly gave a hard push of himself on Zixiu.

When Nangong Du forced himself into the already-bleeding tender rose again, Zixiu let out a miserable shriek in pain. “Ah— He…Help! I will never ever throw up like that again! I swear…”

“Your scream always turns me on somehow!” Nangong Du kept pounding from behind maliciously, showing no mercy.

“Your Highness, stop! Please! I’m begging you…”

“Sweetie pie, you’re so juicy! I just can’t stop.”

“You bastard! You… Ah! Ahh— Um…”

“You don’t seem satisfied, darling. Guess I have to work harder…”

“Your Highness, please have mercy on me! I dare not scold you again! I swear! I swear…”