Chapter 12 Chu Huaiyu forcibly kisses Lu Zhaoxue
"You...you!" Lu Zhaoxue was speechless with anger at Chu Huaiyu's words.
If Chu Huaiyu didn't intend to agree to her request, then why did he make her dance just now? Why make her, like a joke, perform a dance she had long since forgotten, just to win his attention for a moment?
Chu Huaiyu was just making a fool of her!
A mixture of grievance and anger welled up in Lu Zhaoxue's heart, and her eyes uncontrollably filled with moisture, yet the tears stubbornly refused to fall.
Lu Zhaoxue raised her head and glared at the man in the high position with dissatisfaction. The water in her eyes made her almond-shaped eyes appear exceptionally clear.
Chu Huaiyu looked at Lu Zhaoxue, who was on the verge of tears but was forcing herself not to shed them. A dark glint flashed in his eyes. He suddenly beckoned to Lu Zhaoxue and said in a somewhat nonchalant tone, "Come here."
Lu Zhaoxue subconsciously took half a step back and looked at Chu Huaiyu warily.
Chu Huaiyu's eyes held a depth that Lu Zhaoxue couldn't decipher. She wondered if Chu Huaiyu had come up with another way to tease her.
"Lu Zhaoxue, come here to me. Don't make me repeat myself." Chu Huaiyu's tone suddenly lowered.
His expression instantly turned solemn, and his languid demeanor vanished, replaced by the unique aura of an emperor.
Chu Huaiyu tapped the armrest of the dragon throne beside her with her slender fingers, and her imposing aura, like a dormant dragon awakening, roared toward Lu Zhaoxue.
Lu Zhaoxue dared not disobey again, fearing that she would really anger Chu Huaiyu and turn her last hope into nothing.
Lu Zhaoxue steeled herself and took small, quick steps as she slowly walked towards the high seat.
The shrewd Eunuch Wei, seeing this, immediately bowed and withdrew, gently closing the palace door to shut out all the noise.
Inside the main hall, only Lu Zhaoxue and Chu Huaiyu remained in the blink of an eye.
As soon as Lu Zhaoxue reached the dragon throne, before she could even stand firmly, her wrist was gripped by a tremendous force. Then, her body felt light as Chu Huaiyu suddenly pulled her into his arms.
Chu Huaiyu's arms were like iron hoops, tightly encircling Lu Zhaoxue's waist, and he pressed her close to his chest.
Lu Zhaoxue struggled, but only received a tighter hold from Chu Huaiyu, and she couldn't break free at all.
As she got closer, Lu Zhaoxue noticed that Chu Huaiyu's shirt was half-open, revealing his Adam's apple and pale collarbone.
Lu Zhaoxue felt a wave of nausea wash over her as she thought of those dancers. She instinctively turned her head away, unwilling to look at Chu Huaiyu any longer.
But as soon as she turned her head, Chu Huaiyu suddenly forced her to turn back and look at him. Chu Huaiyu's gaze was unusually focused, and Lu Zhaoxue's face was reflected in his deep pupils.
Chu Huaiyu seemed to be recalling something distant through Lu Zhaoxue, his eyes filled with a mix of confusion and wistfulness.
Chu Huaiyu raised his hand, his fingers gently tracing the contours of Lu Zhaoxue's cheek, his movements carrying an almost tender and affectionate quality.
Suddenly, a cool sensation came from her wrist. Chu Huaiyu gently slipped a round object onto Lu Zhaoxue's wrist, and she was stunned.
Lu Zhaoxue looked down and saw that it was a jade bracelet.
"Without my permission, you are not allowed to take it off again." A deep male voice rang in Lu Zhaoxue's ear, his tone carrying a command.
Lu Zhaoxue forced herself to look up and met Chu Huaiyu's eyes. For a moment, she was dazed, as if she were seeing the Chu Huaiyu from many years ago.
At that time, Chu Huaiyu was still the Fourth Prince. He was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, riding a tall horse, and arrived at the gate of the Lu Mansion with high spirits.
Chu Huaiyu said nothing to Lu Zhaoxue, but handed her an exquisite brocade box before whipping his horse and galloping away.
Holding the brocade box, Lu Zhaoxue stood in front of the mansion gate, watching Chu Huaiyu's figure gradually disappear into the distance, his hearty laughter and the clatter of his horse's hooves still echoing in her ears.
At that moment, Lu Zhaoxue's heart drifted away along with Chu Huaiyu's figure.
"Hmm..." A cold touch suddenly came from Lu Zhaoxue's lips, startling her from her memories.
Lu Zhaoxue suddenly came to her senses and realized that Chu Huaiyu had already leaned down and kissed her lips without her noticing.
Lu Zhaoxue panicked and quickly reached out to place her hand on Chu Huaiyu's chest, forcefully pulling him away. She said urgently, "Your Majesty, have you agreed to let me take Zhaoxing to Jingyou Garden?"
Chu Huaiyu did not answer, but kissed Lu Zhaoxue's lips again, kissing her until she was almost out of breath before letting go.
"I agree."
The weight lifted from Lu Zhaoxue's heart, and she breathed a sigh of relief, wanting only to leave this suffocating place as soon as possible.
But Chu Huaiyu showed no intention of letting Lu Zhaoxue go. His eyes were deep and dark, as if he was suppressing some surging emotions.
Chu Huaiyu's hand, which was holding Lu Zhaoxue's body, was burning hot, almost scorching her skin. Chu Huaiyu's intentions were all too clear.
Lu Zhaoxue sensed danger and her heart tightened. Before she could pull away, Chu Huaiyu grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her forcefully again.
Chu Huaiyu's kiss was irresistibly domineering and burning, as if he wanted to devour her completely.
Just then, Wei Gonggong's loud voice suddenly rang out from outside the main hall, with a hint of deliberate reminder: "Her Majesty the Empress has arrived!"
Eunuch Wei's voice pierced through the palace gates and clearly reached the ears of Chu Huaiyu and Lu Zhaoxue.
Chu Huaiyu's movements suddenly stopped, and his hand holding Lu Zhaoxue's waist loosened slightly.
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