Chapter 398

Xie Linyang stumbled and rushed towards Yaoguang Palace, with Eunuch Shunfu following nervously behind him.

Xie Linyang thought he hated Zhaohua, and that his urgent desire to find her was to humiliate her and vent his anger.

But only now did he realize clearly that he still loved her.

He missed her, needed her, and wished he could tear her apart and devour her, so that she would never leave him again!

We finally arrived at the entrance of Yaoguang Palace.

Xie Linyang suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Eunuch Shunfu almost bumped into Xie Linyang's back.

Grandpa Shunfu retreated repeatedly, lowered his head, and dared not utter a sound.

Xie Linyang took a few deep breaths and straightened his clothes.

At this moment, he realized that he had been drugged.

If he were rational enough, he should have turned around and left immediately; in his current state, he was simply not suited to see Zhaohua.

But he desperately wanted to see Zhaohua; he couldn't believe Zhaohua was still alive until he saw her.

Xie Linyang's eyes were bloodshot, and a fire was burning inside him, which he tried hard to suppress.

He gritted his teeth, his mouth filled with the taste of rust.

Finally, he stepped into Yaoguang Palace, his gaze instantly locking onto the white figure in front of the dressing table.

"Your Majesty!" The palace maids bowed in unison. Xie Linyang waved his hand, and the maids orderly withdrew from the palace.

Rong Rong heard the voice, but did not turn around, remaining in her original posture; she did not want to pay attention to this person.

Xie Linyang stared intently at Rong Rong's back, holding his breath without realizing it. He blinked several times, afraid that he was dreaming.

He only breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure the figure wouldn't disappear. Then he slowly approached the figure, his eyes stinging with tears.

After not seeing him for many years, he felt that the figure was both familiar and unfamiliar.

In his memory, Zhaohua was still a young girl, innocent and naive, with a bittersweet feeling.

But the shadow before me now resembles a ripe fruit, exuding an extremely tempting aroma.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, different from the incense Zhao Hua usually used, but more unique and pleasant, refreshing and invigorating, even causing the desire he had finally managed to suppress to surge up again.

Xie Linyang smiled bitterly, laughing at himself for still being immersed in the past. Unbeknownst to him, the little girl in his heart had quietly grown up and blossomed proudly.

Finally, Xie Linyang walked up behind Rong Rong.

Rong Rong paused in her hand, her comb stopped, and a pair of large hands touched her shoulders. Then she was forced to turn around.

The man in front of me was tall and imposing, and his bright yellow dragon robe exuded a powerful aura.

His face was cold and stern, with a fierce glint in his eyes, making his already angular features appear even more hard and sharp.

The large hands gripping Rong Rong's shoulders squeezed her so hard it hurt.

But Rong Rong didn't show it, only staring back at the other person with a cold gaze.

Rong Rong knew that the original owner hated Xie Linyang.

The original owner even regretted meeting Xie Linyang, and even more so, regretted falling in love with him.

The original owner always felt that if she hadn't provoked Xie Linyang, her Great Sheng dynasty wouldn't have perished, and her parents would still be alive and well.

In the original timeline, the original owner's compromise was simply due to the original owner's powerlessness.

Even the original owner comforted himself by thinking that his son's ascension to the throne was equivalent to the throne returning to the Rong family's hands.

This was merely the original owner's self-comfort.

In fact, the original owner never forgave Xie Linyang, nor did she forgive herself.

Xie Linyang was deeply shocked.

When the white moonlight in his heart returned, it became even more dazzling and beautiful, and Xie Linyang was almost instantly captivated.

All hatred and humiliation vanished like smoke, leaving only deep love and longing.

He originally thought that since he had become emperor and she had lost her princess status, their positions had been reversed, and he felt that she should be the one who was humiliated, while he was the one who was high and mighty.

He could return all the insults he had suffered, but at this moment he suddenly realized that in front of Zhaohua, he would always be the filthy, lowly and insignificant one.

Zhao Hua, whose light could pierce the eyes, was like the bright moon in the sky, forever beyond Zhao Hua's reach, something he could only look up at, no matter what situation he was in.

Xie Linyang gazed intently at Rong Rong's features, her eyebrows and eyes appearing somewhat familiar yet even more exquisite.

In addition to her even more stunning beauty, Rong Rong is also much more serene and gentle than I remember. She is no longer the innocent and lively little princess, but has grown into an exceptional beauty who can easily captivate people's hearts.

So beautiful that Xie Linyang couldn't believe it, he even felt like he was still dreaming...

Xie Linyang tried his best to suppress the discomfort in his body, but his superb self-control was a joke in front of Rong Rong at this moment.

He had fantasized countless times about what he would do if he saw Rong Rong again, and he would coldly retaliate against her, making her kneel at his feet and beg for his pity, waiting for his favor in the deep palace.

But now it seems he can't do it.

Before anyone knew it, Xie Linyang had knelt on one knee in front of Rong Rong.

In short, this is what happened when he came to his senses. He looked up at Rong Rong with longing, and Rong Rong was also looking at him, but her gaze was cold.

That gaze pierced him deeply. Rong Rong used to look at him with such affection. When had she ever looked at him with such coldness?

Unable to bear it any longer, Xie Linyang suddenly stood up, cupped Rong Rong's face, and eagerly pressed his lips against her luscious red lips.

However, he missed his target; Rong Rong turned her face away and avoided him.

Xie Linyang paused, but continued kissing Rong Rong's cheek gently and tenderly.

But soon, Xie Linyang's breathing changed rhythm, his movements became much rougher, and his body was frighteningly hot.

The effects of the medicine, which were previously barely suppressed, now seemed to be out of control.

He held in his arms the goddess he had always dreamed of, his lover, and his body was also under the influence of a potent drug.

How could Xie Linyang tolerate this? And why should he tolerate it?

Xie Linyang picked up Rong Rong and strode to the bedside, throwing her onto the bed. Then he leaned over her and pinned her down.

The alluring fragrance at the tip of his nose was even more potent and intense than the drug inside his body.

Xie Linyang completely lost his mind.

He searched anxiously for those red lips, but she was very uncooperative and always dodged at the crucial moment.

Xie Linyang's eyes reddened, and he let out a low roar, about to force himself on him, when he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He froze and looked down, only to see a hairpin stuck in his chest, with blood gushing out.

Looking at the beauty beneath him, his fair and exquisite face was also stained with red plum blossoms.

It's dazzlingly red and stunningly beautiful.

This made the goddess, who should have been aloof and unattainable, suddenly more alluring, which made her even more captivating.

Rong Rong remained expressionless, even though she might have killed the emperor.

Whether for the sake of the original owner or for her own sake, she could not allow Xie Linyang to touch her, even if it meant death.

Besides, it would be good if she killed Xie Linyang now, even though it would cause her mission to fail. Rong Rong also has moments when she gets carried away with her emotions.