Chapter 80 Gazing at Each Other from Afar
Chu Huaiyu buried his face in her neck, greedily inhaling her unique scent.
It was a faint, almost imperceptible fragrance, emanating from her very being, refreshing yet alluring, making him feel intoxicated by its aroma.
He hadn't been this close to her in a long time.
Every part of his body, every inch of his skin, screamed out his desire for her.
Chu Huaiyu raised his head, meeting her wet eyes, his smile widening.
His deep voice was seductive: "Zhaoxue...I want to..."
"You don't want to!" Lu Zhaoxue said through gritted teeth.
But Chu Huaiyu ignored him and leaned down to gently kiss her lips, his movements filled with a long-suppressed urgency.
His hands gradually began to become restless.
His hand slowly slipped inside her clothes, wanting to unbutton her collar.
Seeing this, Lu Zhaoxue quickly grabbed his mischievous hand and frowned, saying:
"Your Majesty, my injuries have not yet healed!"
At this moment, Chu Huaiyu's eyes were surging with intense desire, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "It's alright, I'll be gentle."
"..." Lu Zhaoxue didn't know what to say to him for a moment, and helplessly glared at him.
Unexpectedly, this glance provoked Chu Huaiyu.
Chu Huaiyu's heart stirred, and with a touch of mischievousness, he gently nudged her leg with his knee.
Lu Zhaoxue blushed instantly, her body trembled slightly, and she wanted to push him away.
But how could she possibly match his strength?
Lu Zhaoxue never expected that he could be so shameless!
He wanted to be the tyrannical ruler, but she didn't want to be the wicked concubine who brought ruin to the country.
"Your Majesty, doing this will only make me the subject of gossip," she said through gritted teeth.
"Who dares to say that about you? Hmm?"
Chu Huaiyu gave a heavy snort, his tone full of domineering.
"I will issue an order tomorrow that no one is allowed to speak ill of you. Anyone who dares to disobey my decree will be beheaded!"
"..." Lu Zhaoxue was completely speechless.
Chu Huaiyu slowly undressed her, his gaze falling on her exposed skin.
Her fair and delicate skin was covered with shocking scars, old and new, like a shattered painting.
Chu Huaiyu's heart clenched suddenly, the pain almost making it hard for him to breathe.
If it weren't for these scars, his Zhaoxue would be so perfect.
His hand slid slowly down her collarbone, the movement as gentle as if he were caressing a fragile treasure.
Lu Zhaoxue's whole body was flushed, and her cheeks were covered with fine sweat. At this moment, she was as if she had been soaked in water, and she was completely limp.
The fragrance emanating from her grew even stronger, captivating and enchanting.
Lu Zhaoxue began to let her mind wander, allowing him to do as he pleased.
In her daze, she couldn't help but wonder what Chu Huaiyu meant by treating her this way.
A person like him, holding a high position, is cold and ruthless, and should not understand love, or even have love at all.
But why does he possess her so desperately, torment her, yet forbid anyone else from hurting her?
She slowly opened her eyes, wanting to see Chu Huaiyu's appearance clearly.
But it was as if a cloud of mist shrouded his vision, and he could only see a blurry figure.
...
"Zhaoxue, were you comfortable just now?"
Chu Huaiyu whispered in her ear, his voice languid and slightly mischievous.
Lu Zhaoxue lowered her eyes, biting her lip, unwilling to say a single word to him.
Chu Huaiyu suddenly chuckled softly, with a hint of triumph, then leaned down and captured her lips once more.
The kiss, with its irresistible domineering force, almost suffocated her.
He slowly released her only when she was almost out of breath.
"Zhaoxue, I will never, ever let you go."
His voice carried a hint of obsession and seriousness.
"Even if I have to go to the underworld, I will take you with me."
I will never let you have any connection with Chu Siheng again.
He silently added to himself.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, but their hearts seemed separated by vast distances, gazing at each other from afar, never able to touch.
They long for each other, yet remain apart.
Chu Huaiyu wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in her neck.
The fatigue of the past few days washed over him again, and Chu Huaiyu soon fell into a deep sleep.
He hadn't had a proper rest last night, and this morning he was further bothered by the nagging of his ministers, giving him a headache.
At this moment, being by her side felt a rare sense of peace.
Lu Zhaoxue was held tightly in his arms, unable to move at all.
She half-closed her eyelids, staring blankly at the gauze curtains above the bed.
She seemed to be thinking about something, or perhaps she was just spacing out aimlessly.
Within this deep palace, her fate seemed to have been firmly controlled by this man, leaving her nowhere to escape...
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