Outside the window, Zhao Muwan's hands unconsciously clenched the window frame.
She should have stopped this ridiculous farce immediately, but her legs seemed to be rooted and she couldn't move a step.
An indescribable emotion surged in her chest, anger and... a little curiosity?
"Does it hurt?"
Li Lingge leaned over and stroked the red marks on Nangong Qingxue's back with his fingers.
Nangong Qingxue shook her head, her voice trembling slightly.
"No, it doesn't hurt."
"It's not nice to lie."
Li Lingge sneered and landed on the same spot again.
This time, Nangong Qingxue couldn't hold it back and let out a cry of pain.
Her back arched slightly, like a frightened cat, but she quickly recovered to a submissive posture.
"I was wrong, please continue."
Li Lingge did not take action immediately, but gently lifted her chin with the hilt of the sword.
"Why lie?"
Nangong Qingxue had tears in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.
"Because Qingxue likes it this way. If you say it hurts, His Highness will soften his heart."
Li Lingge threw away the Xuanyuan Sword, pulled Nangong Qingxue up, and kissed her lips fiercely.
This kiss was like a punishment, domineering and powerful, and it ended only when Nangong Qingxue was almost out of breath.
"You little devil, you usually pretend to be so noble, but who would have thought that you are actually like this behind the scenes."
Nangong Qingxue's eyes sparkled as she took the initiative to untie her gauze dress.
"Qingxue would only dare to do this in front of His Highness."
She didn't lie. She always thought she was a goddess who was detached from the world.
But after meeting Li Lingge, everything changed. She realized that the person she loved deep down was not the former goddess at all.
The gauze dress slipped off, revealing her jade-like skin and a bellyband embroidered with green lotus.
Li Lingge's eyes darkened, and he hooked his fingers on the bellyband's straps and pulled gently, and the last barrier fell down.
Outside the window, Zhao Muwan staggered back a few steps, her chest heaving violently.
As the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace, she should have cleaned up the mess immediately, but some more complicated emotions made her choose to leave in silence.
Inside the hall, Nangong Qingxue was pressed down on the brocade couch by Li Lingge, with her long hair spread out like an ink-black waterfall.
She looked up at the man above her, her eyes full of obsession and submission.
"Your Highness."
She called softly, her voice as sweet as honey.
Li Lingge lowered his head and kissed her collarbone, leaving a bright red mark there.
The flickering candlelight cast the figures of the two people on the window frame.
Outside the hall, a breeze blew by, leaving only broken moonlight on the ground.
…
At night.
Wang Gang's residence, Qingzhuxuan, is located on the cliff on the east side of Taiqing Palace, and few people visit it on weekdays.
But at this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps outside the courtyard gate.
"Brother Wang, are you here?"
A soft and charming female voice came from outside the door, with a deliberate sweetness.
The Heart-Eating Demon Lord was sitting cross-legged on a cushion, licking the trace of blood remaining at the corner of his mouth. He had just secretly devoured a spiritual crane.
When he heard the voice, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to Wang Gang's gentle and jade-like appearance.
"Is this Junior Sister Liu? Please come in."
He deliberately imitated Wang Gang's tone, but there was a hint of amusement in his voice.
The door opened slightly, and a woman in a light pink gauze dress walked in.
Liu Qing, a prominent figure among the inner disciples of Taiqing Palace, has an outstanding appearance, great talent, and is usually arrogant.
In the past, Wang Gang didn't even have the qualifications to talk to her.
"I heard that Senior Brother got a great opportunity in the Taixuan Secret Realm, so I came to congratulate you."
Liu Qing bowed, her snow-white chest faintly visible.
She held an exquisite jade box in her hand and handed it over.
"This is the Ningquan Pill that Junior Sister treasures. It is very helpful for breaking through and improving your cultivation. I hope it can help Senior Brother break through to the Emperor Realm."
The Heart-Eating Demon Lord took the jade box and deliberately brushed his fingertips against her soft hands.
Instead of dodging, Liu Qing raised her head slightly, her eyes full of charm.
"Junior sister is thoughtful."
The Heart-Eating Demon Lord opened the jade box, and a rich medicinal fragrance immediately filled the air.
This is indeed a precious elixir, rare even in Taiqing Palace.
"As long as Senior Brother likes it."
Liu Qing took light steps and sat directly on the soft couch beside him. The distance was so close that he could smell the alluring orchid fragrance on her body.
"Brother, your cultivation has greatly improved. I believe you will soon be promoted to a core disciple. I have always admired your demeanor. I hope you can give me guidance in cultivation in the future."
The Heart-Eating Demon Lord sneered in his heart. This woman's acting skills are superb.
He clearly felt the anger coming from Wang Gang's remaining consciousness. Three months ago, Liu Qing had publicly mocked Wang Gang for being a toad wanting to eat swan flesh.
"Junior sister, you are too kind."
He pretended to be humble, but reached out and lifted Liu Qing's chin.
"But Wang remembers that Junior Sister once said that she would rather be a Taoist partner with a spirit beast than consider someone?"
Liu Qing's expression changed slightly, but she soon put on a charming smile again.
"Brother, you're joking. That's just because I'm young and ignorant."
She suddenly leaned forward, her red lips almost touching his earlobe.
"Junior sister is willing to make amends to senior brother for the offense I committed earlier."
The Heart-Eating Demon Lord felt Wang Gang's consciousness in his body fluctuate violently. Anger, humiliation, desire...all kinds of emotions surged like a tide.
With a thought, he suppressed Wang Gang's consciousness.
"Oh? How does Junior Sister plan to compensate you?"
He put his arms around Liu Qing's slender waist and felt the delicate body in his arms tremble slightly.
A trace of calculation flashed in Liu Qing's eyes, and then she took the initiative to snuggle into his arms.
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