Bei Mingyu insisted, "As long as we work hard..."
“Little Feather, that’s enough.” Bei Mingya raised his voice. “You should understand that no one is more worried about things that are glorious than the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Empress.”
Bei Mingyu looked at the Heavenly Emperor and Empress, who were both silent, exuding a pervasive sense of despair. She clenched her fists and stubbornly said, "No matter what, I will not give up Feng Guang. One day I will find a way to rescue her!"
After saying that, she gave one last cold glance at the people she considered cold-blooded, then turned and ran out of the main hall.
Qingya Zhenjun looked at Beiming Cliff, "Isn't the Beiming Emperor going to chase after the princess?"
“She’s not a child anymore, she can’t be so immature. Let her be, she has to grow up eventually.” Although Bei Mingya said this, only parents could understand the sadness in his eyes.
Qingya Zhenjun smiled and said, "Since the Great Emperor of Beiming has said so, then so be it. Sigh, I've had too much to drink, I'd better go out and sober up."
After he finished speaking, he consulted with the Heavenly Emperor and Empress, whose faces were not in good condition, and then left the main hall. Whether he went to sober up or to chase after someone, no one knew.
Meanwhile, inside the princess's bedroom.
Su Fa carried Feng Guang into her room and placed her on the bed. At this moment, his clothes were in a mess, and his collar was wide open, revealing his delicate collarbone, all of which she had pulled open along the way.
When Feng Guang gets drunk, he tends to develop some bad habits, such as becoming more unrestrained than usual and liking to touch people around him inappropriately. This is not a good habit, but in Su Fa's eyes, he can turn this bad habit into a good one.
For example, right now, the person who had just lain down on the bed immediately grabbed his collar, pulled him onto the bed as well, rolled over and lay on top of him, rubbing their head comfortably against his chest, and murmured with a smile, "Suv...you smell so good..."
As he spoke, that hand undoubtedly slid inside his collar.
Sufa squinted, feeling her hand roaming over his body. He raised a hand and gently stroked the back of her head, lowering his voice to say, "Fengguang, it's still daytime..."
"During the day... we can't afford to waste any more time..."
What does "scenery" mean?
"What do you mean..." Her hand, which had been inside his clothes, was now resting on his lower abdomen. She slurred, "I don't know what it means... Um, I want to drink more..."
He said gently, "Is all you want to do, Fengguang, is to drink? Don't you want to do anything else?"
"Do something else... what is that..."
“For example…like this.” He cupped her face and looked into her eyes, which were filled with intoxication, confusion and ignorance. He smiled slightly and placed a short kiss on her red lips before quickly separating.
She blinked.
He asked softly, "Do you like it?"
"I like it..." She was surprisingly honest even when she was drunk.
"How about I make the scenery like it a little better?"
She nodded without thinking, "Okay..."
Sufa smiled and kissed her lips again. Unlike the previous kiss, this one was intense and lingering.
Feng Guang, who had temporarily lost the ability to think, felt a sudden dizziness and was turned upside down before he was pinned down by him.
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