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His tone was actually very calm, and his expression was also indifferent, as if he was explaining a very ordinary matter, but it was enough to make Princess Mo Li almost vomit blood.

The words she was about to say suddenly died down her throat. She clenched the chopsticks in her hand and gritted her teeth, "Dongfang Qing, are you a beast?"

Where is the gentleness? Where is the elegance? Where is the indifference?

When he takes off his clothes, he is just a beast that can never be fed!

How could she rest here? She was his forbidden lover!

How many days has it been? Every day... Princess Mo Li couldn't help but tremble in her legs, not wanting to recall it at all.

Dongfang Qing ignored her anger and reminded her calmly, "It's getting cold, eat quickly. Don't you like eating these the most? If you eat them when they're cold, your stomach will hurt."

"Don't act like you know me so well."

Princess Mo Li sneered, "My stomach is not that fragile! Besides," she glanced at the various foods on the table, and even glanced at Dongfang Qing, "Over the years, my taste in food has changed! My taste in men has changed even more!"

Dongfang Qing helped her pick up some of her favorite dishes with his chopsticks and said calmly, "Your reaction under me, the way you called my name, has not changed at all."

"Are you sick?" Princess Mo Li threw her chopsticks in shame and anger, "If you have the guts, make sure I stay here forever, otherwise I will go to the government and sue you!"

As a princess of a country, she had no choice but to go to the government to sue him...

Dongfang Qing looked at her with his dark eyes, his expression was calm, "Stop it, Mo Li, we are husband and wife."

"Have you lost your memory? We divorced eight years ago! Do you need me to bring the divorce papers to you?" Princess Mo Li felt that she hadn't lost her temper this badly in many years.

"You still keep that stuff?" Dongfang Qing frowned, and immediately pushed the peeled shrimp in front of her, "It will be completely ineffective in two days."

"What do you mean?" Princess Mo Li's eyebrows jumped, and she had a bad premonition.

Dongfang Qing smiled faintly, "Let's get married again."

"You are really sick!" Princess Mo Li slammed the table and stood up.

Dongfang Qing grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, "Sit down and finish eating."

Princess Mo Li raised her other hand and slapped him hard on the face, "What on earth do you want?! Didn't we agree to part ways amicably when we divorced? Haven't we been living well for the past eight years? What are you doing in Dajing? Why are you looking for me?"

There were five finger marks clearly visible on the man’s face, which looked like a banished immortal from an ink painting.

But he looked at her calmly, picked out a sentence and asked, "How have you been these eight years?"

"Yes, I am doing fine. I am doing fine without you."

Princess Mo Li couldn't help but blush, and her tone softened a lot, "Mr. Dongfang, I beg you to let me go. Don't make me hate you!"

The man was silent for two seconds, then said calmly, "Then you hate me."

As he spoke, he carried her on his shoulders again and walked straight towards the house inside the second entrance.

"Lord Dongfang!"

Princess Mo Li shouted angrily, but no matter how she kicked and hit, it was useless. After a few seconds, she completely lost all her strength - he had added something to her diet, and since coming here, she had become a complete useless person, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

The man threw her onto the soft big bed, and quickly covered her and pressed her down. He ignored her pain and thrust hard into her body, whispering in her ear, "But I had a very hard time in the past eight years."

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After Princess Mo Li fell asleep, Dongfang Qing looked at her with complicated eyes for a while.

Clean her body gently.

After cleaning up, he asked the best maid to guard Princess Mo Li's bed before leaving.

Baili Feiyue was reading a book when her door was pushed open.

She raised her eyebrows and glanced at the man at the door. He was dressed in a snow-white robe, with poetic features, a stunning and cold face, a simple and elegant temperament, and was so clean that he was not stained by dust. The whole person seemed to be a poetic ink painting, so cold that he was not stained by the world.

"Hey, Young Master Dongfang." Baili Feiyue raised his eyebrows and greeted him.

Dongfang Qing smiled faintly and greeted naturally, "Miss Ling San."

Even if it is just a subtle and restrained smile, it is like a drop of ink falling on rice paper, gradually spreading out into a blooming water lily, which is truly stunning!

Baili Feiyue sighed inwardly, she was indeed a person as elegant as a lotus, with excellent appearance and temperament.

Could it be that she had an inexplicable and strange feeling of closeness and affection towards him because he was good-looking?

grass!

It's really a ghost!

Dongfang Qing walked in and glanced at the medical book in her hand. "Miss Ling San is adapting very well."

"Should I hold on to the door and cry?"

She closed the medical book and said, "Master Dongfang, His Highness the Seventh Prince, you used that method to get me to such a place. Can we not be frank and not speak in veiled terms, what exactly do you want to do with me?"

Dongfang Qing glanced at her calmly, "Miss Ling San, I won't hurt you."

Baili Feiyue sneered rather rudely, "You just treated me to some tea with added ingredients."

"Didn't Third Miss Ling drink?" He stated this fact calmly, with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

Baili Feiyue was speechless.

She thought she had kept it a secret!

"Then why did His Highness the Seventh Prince bring me here?"

"Miss Ling San is very cooperative."

Very cooperative, so just play along with them?

All right then, Baili Feiyue patted her dress and stood up, "Seventh Prince, since you don't tell me what else you want, and you don't use me to threaten Changsun Wuji or my father right away, I'll leave. I'm not someone who does nothing, and I can't just stay anywhere. There are a lot of things waiting for me to do."

What I mean is that you shouldn't be idle like him and run to live next to her Huichun Hall!

"Oh, and if you invite me to stay with you next time, please let me know first. Once I have arranged everything, it won't be a problem for me to stay for three, five, or seven days."

Dongfang Qing was slightly stunned, then laughed softly, "Miss Ling San is really interesting."

"So can you explain it clearly now?" Baili Feiyue stared at him and saw scratches on his neck left by a woman's nails, and the marks were still very fresh.

Princess Mo Li should have grabbed him a little harder.

She complained in her heart.

"I want to see Miss Ling's reaction to the knockout drug."

"Did you see that?"

“I see.”

The murderous intent in Baili Feiyue's eyes rose and then disappeared.

He used such an extreme method to see her fatal weakness. Was it so that he could plot against her in the future?

Don’t forget, the knockout drug is also his fatal weakness!

But, she was skeptical. "That's it?"

"I also want to see the reaction of the Regent of Dajing."

"Did you see that?"

Dongfang Qing's eyes fell on her, his gaze was very calm, and there was no vulgarity or frivolity at all. But Baili Feiyue rarely felt that she was seen through.

It was as if he knew everything that happened to her within his sight.

"The Regent of Dajing is very concerned about Miss Ling San."

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