The Librarian and the Fox Princess: a Donghua Dijun and Bai Fengjiu story, V.I

Chapter 87 - The Third is On Its Way

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Zhong Lin walked over stiffly and quietly deposited the bowl of congee onto the table. Dong Hua's loyal steward was completely lost in his thoughts. He had read about exhibitionists in the new book he started. Exhibitionists get a thrill from exposing parts of their body in public or even engaging in intimate acts where others are allowed to watch.

Zhong Lin held the tray protectively against his chest and stood awkwardly in front of his libertine Mistress and Master of Tai Chen Palace. He did not want to seem judgmental so he thought he would just try to speak openly since that's what they were doing.

"Um, I didn't know Your Highness was an ... exhibitionist," he said quietly while turning pink in the face.

Feng Jiu thought about the Phoenix Flower Exhibition. Besides the bullying she received by the mean girls, she had a wonderful time with her friends, Mogu, and especially Dijun. If exhibitions would always be that festive, she decided she wanted to go to many more of them. The Phoenix Flowers only came out once every 250,000 years but she was sure there were other exhibitions she could get Dijun to take her to. She would go to all the fun exhibitions in the Nine Heavens. Now she knew there was even a name for someone like her.

"Yes, Zhong Lin, I suppose you can consider me an exhibitionist," she said while nodding.

Zhong Lin looked at the almighty god who just stared at him blankly. His loyal steward knew that there was nothing in His Majesty that was remotely exhibitionist, he was practically a recluse before meeting Her Highness. 

Love really does wonderful and strange things to people.

"Well, Your Highness should probably stay off your feet for the rest of the day and minimize walking around. I know you've had a lot of activity in the last day or so. Let me bring you some cushions to sit on."

When she had thrown up her arms into the air and exclaimed "make me soar!" referring to flying with Dijun on Mogu, Zhong Lin had actually interpreted her enthusiastic directive as "make me sore!" He knew they had established long ago from their first risqué conversations that she liked it rough. The rest of the time he heard her say "soar" he knew she was referring to a sexual climax.

"No, that's okay, I don't need them," she politely declined. She leaned into Mogu's side and stroked his fur.

"But Your Highness ... aren't you ... sore ... you know ... from when Dijun was behind you?" he asked hesitantly while glancing over at an expressionless Dong Hua.

"Sore? No, I said it was a smooth ride, Zhong Lin. I mean Dijun was snug behind me but he held me close to make sure I stayed in place" she said matter-of-factly.

Dong Hua just looked at Zhong Lin and nodded agreeably.

Zhong Lin's body started to have indentations from the edges of the tray being held so closely into his lithe and delicate frame.

The little highness suddenly had a mischievous smile emerge on her face. "Hey Zhong Lin, Dijun has a wicked load inside of him, want to watch me make him blow it!?" she asked excitedly.

The look of sheer horror washed over his face and his mouth fell open. All Dong Hua did was raise an eyebrow at her. Zhong Lin could not believe the almighty god would let her talk like that around others. But of course she could. It was obvious the former unifier of the realms had no control over her.

"Once he blows up, it'll fill the whole Nine Heavens, and the smell will be worse than gas from a Chiyan beast!" she said while dramatically waving her arms all around her. She then fell over onto Mogu's side into a fit of laughter.