Xuan Feng raised a slight brow, his sharp eyes scrutinizing the arrogant and unruly Xuan Qian Ning. "Why aren't you performing today?"
Seeing that Leng Ye was not around, Xuan Qianning temporarily dropped her pretense, her words brimming with superiority, "Xuan Fengqian, you need to understand that I am the mistress of Ziyou Palace. And you can only live at my mercy. If you want to leave Jiuyou smoothly, you can only kneel down and beg me."
"My sister really knows how to get herself into a good position."
Xuanfeng smiled faintly, speaking slowly and deliberately: "Weren't you eager for me to leave Jiuyou? Now you actually expect me to kneel down and beg you? Aren't you afraid I'll suddenly change my mind and refuse to leave Jiuyou?"
Upon hearing Xuan Fengqian's words, Leng Ye, who had strode over, felt a surge of joy in his heart.
He walked to Xuan Qianning's side on his own, but his eyes never left Xuan Fengqian for a moment. "What, you can't bear to leave me?"
"What unrealistic dreams are you having in broad daylight?"
Xuanfeng, thoroughly annoyed by the extremely narcissistic Lengye, retorted without holding back.
"Your Majesty, Qianqian was indeed a bit willful, please don't take it to heart. If she gets sick from anger, I will be heartbroken." Xuan Qianning stretched out her slender, jade-like hand and gently stroked Leng Ye's chest, her voice as gentle as spring water in April.
"There's a limit to how much you can be willful."
Leng Ye subtly avoided Xuan Qianning's hand and said in an unfriendly tone.
Xuan Fengqian ignored him, not even deigning to look him in the eye, and left the main hall without uttering a word.
"stop!"
Leng Yefeng glanced sideways and sharply stopped her.
"do what?"
What's your attitude?
Leng Ye completely ignored Xuan Qianning, who was following closely behind him, and suddenly grabbed Xuan Fengqian's hair, pulling her into his arms.
He could sense that Xuan Fengqian's attitude towards him was becoming increasingly hostile.
He had no idea what he had done wrong to make her so angry.
Is she still angry that he forcibly kissed her?
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be that bad.
It's just a kiss, what's wrong with a kiss?
If she's not satisfied, she can simply kiss him back.
Leng Ye slowly lowered his eyes, his deep gaze fixed on Xuan Feng's pale red lips, unable to look away for a long time.
After just one try, I was completely hooked.
"Xuan Fengqian, apologize."
Leng Ye's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. His magnetic voice carried an innate allure, like a decadent melody from ancient times, filled with primal desires and thoughts, captivating listeners.
"If anyone should apologize, it should be you apologizing to me."
Xuan Feng turned his head away, clenched his teeth, and refused to give in.
"Tell me first, what did I do wrong?"
Leng Ye was eager to know how he had offended her, and asked urgently.
However, in Xuan Fengqian's opinion, Leng Ye had never done anything right.
What else could he do besides hitting her, cursing her, humiliating her, and forcing her?
However, she didn't have the guts to argue with him to his face.
"Whatever you do is right." After a moment of contemplation, Xuan Fengqian said reluctantly.
"You're smart to know what's good for you."
Leng Ye gently released her and started making conversation again, "Is the injury on your butt any better?"
"Um?"
The mystery was only realized in hindsight.
Only after Leng Ye asked him did he realize that the injury on his buttocks had completely healed. "It's healed."
Xuan Qianning stood beside them, wanting to interject several times, but not knowing what to say.
Seeing the growing affection in Leng Ye's eyes, she could no longer stand by and stare blankly.
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