Chapter 178: Caught Cheating in Bed
"Good brother, what if I find a way to ask the Eighth Prince to give you to me?" Sun Jiaojiao knew well that the Jade-Faced Swordsman was a good man with superb martial arts. A man this good couldn't be missed. In the heat of passion, her brain overheated, and she laid her cards on the table. "Whatever the Eighth Prince is paying you, I'll pay you double."
The Jade-Faced Swordsman's big dick was still inside her body, standing at full attention, but her words immediately made his face darken.
Pay him double...
What did she take him for?
Like some shameless girl in a brothel who could be had by anyone with enough money?
Sun Jiaojiao had no idea why he had suddenly gotten angry. She only felt that this man's mood turned on a dime; it was baffling. He suppressed his desire and pulled himself straight out of her body, not even caring that the thing in his crotch was still uncomfortably hard. He tucked it back into his pants, tied his belt, and, with a dark face, didn't even bother to speak. As inexplicably as he had arrived, he turned and walked out.
"Hey..." Sun Jiaojiao was furious. "Why are you leaving? What's your name?"
The Jade-Faced Swordsman's departing figure paused for a moment. He didn't answer, just channeled his qi and flew out.
"Psycho! What a psycho..."
In all her life, Sun Jiaojiao had never been left on the bed mid-sex. She angrily threw a vase in the direction he had disappeared. The crisp sound of it shattering on the floor only reminded her that the man was really gone.
A cold wind blew mournfully into the room, brushing against Sun Jiaojiao's naked skin and making her shiver. What had just happened was real, not her imagination.
"Truly heartless after fucking..." Sun Jiaojiao lamented, sighing several times. Frightened that it would be hard to explain when the Crown Prince returned, she could only sit up and slowly put her clothes back on.
Meanwhile, after fucking Sun Jiaojiao, the Jade-Faced Swordsman flew back to the Baihua Pavilion.
At that very moment, the Crown Prince was leading troops to surround the Baihua Pavilion, having cordoned it off completely under the pretext of "receiving a report that a court-wanted criminal is hiding in the Baihua Pavilion."
Catching a criminal was false; embarrassing the Eighth Prince was the true goal.
The Eighth Prince was in Xiangling's boudoir, tumbling clouds and rain, stripped completely bare. He was in a state of utter indecency when the Crown Prince's soldiers suddenly kicked the door open. His "dragon root" was seen by a whole crowd of people, and Miss Xiangling's little lustful hole was facing right at the doorway. Not one of the burly soldiers who saw this spring scene could stop himself from swallowing hard.
The shock made the Eighth Prince go limp instantly. He covered the flaccid little piece of soft flesh in his crotch and roared at the soldiers who had burst in:
"All of you, fuck off! Don't you know who I am? Are you looking to die?"
The Crown Prince appeared, a smile on his face. Seeing the Eighth Prince's humiliating state, he feigned innocence. "What a coincidence. I never expected to run into my Imperial Brother here today."
After speaking, he turned and berated his elite soldiers. "I told you to catch a criminal, not to catch the Eighth Prince in the act! Who kicked in the door? Go back and receive fifty planks yourself!"
After the scolding, he turned back to the Eighth Prince and apologized insincerely. "Imperial Brother, please continue. I wouldn't want to disturb your fine mood."
The Eighth Prince was lucky he hadn't been scared impotent. What fine mood could he possibly have left to continue?
What's more, the Crown Prince had made a great show of having his soldiers search every room, making such a racket it sounded like they were tearing the building down...
The Jade-Faced Swordsman happened to return to the Baihua Pavilion just then and came face-to-face with the Crown Prince. The two experts' sharp gazes met for a second before they both pretended nothing was amiss. The swordsman entered the room to drape clothes over the Eighth Prince.
"Where the hell did you go?!" When the Eighth Prince saw the Jade-Faced Swordsman, it was like seeing a life-saving straw.
With that arrogant Imperial Brother here, the Eighth Prince felt a terror akin to being stripped naked-which, in fact, he had been.
"Your Highness had better hurry up and put on his clothes," the Jade-Faced Swordsman said, rolling his eyes at him.
The Eighth Prince used all his strength to roll his eyes back, then tremblingly put on his clothes. "From now on, you are not to leave my side for a single step. Just stay right by me!"
"Even when Your Highness is doing that, I have to stand guard?"
"Right! While I'm doing it, you'll be right there watching!" After saying this, the Eighth Prince seemed to feel it was a bit unkind and amended, "If you think that's too much, you can find a girl to play with next to me..."
"Thank you, Your Highness. I have no such fetish."
The Eighth Prince felt the Jade-Faced Swordsman was being particularly polite today, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why. Forget it! Clothes first!
Just as he finished dressing, the Jade-Faced Swordsman suddenly tossed out a sentence that nearly scared him out of his wits again.
"Your Highness, someone offered to pay me double to poach me..."
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