Chapter 415 The Princess from the Cold Palace Who Was Sent to the Throne (26)
Suddenly, He Liming let out a suppressed laugh from his throat, and his bony palm suddenly grabbed Qingwu's neck.
The scent of sandalwood mixed with ambergris wafted towards her face, and thin lips hovered over her trembling eyelids.
The warm breath brushed across her eyelashes, startling her with a slight shudder: "I'm feeling sorry for myself."
The tip of his nose brushed against the corners of her red eyes, like a beast marking its prey. "If I saw you in your dragon robe, I would definitely lose my composure as a monarch and subject."
I'd like to take you...
Qingwu's lips trembled slightly as she murmured softly, "Awu doesn't want to go back to the cold palace and live a precarious life.
"Awu not only wants to live, but also wants to live the most glorious and beautiful life."
Holding power and controlling everything, this is the life she wants.
"Master He...will you help Awu?"
"You will."
He Liming slowly lowered his eyes, covering his eyes that were like deep pools.
Just when Qingwu thought he would not answer, he suddenly leaned forward and gently grasped Qingwu's jaw with just the right amount of force, which did not cause her pain but prevented her from breaking free.
"Ning Dynasty, unexpectedly there is someone like you."
He Liming sighed softly.
If the late emperor was like Qingwu, everything would probably be different.
His family would never have ended up like this.
Fortunately, now...
He met such a beautiful little princess.
He is willing.
Willing to give everything for Qingwu.
Qingwu looked at the man's extremely gorgeous face, but there was fire in her eyes and every inch of her body was burning hot.
Qingwu doesn't mind paying something.
Or in other words, she is in control of everything, isn't she?
The hot kiss lingered on her jade neck. He Liming grabbed Qingwu's hand and slowly moved her to her lower abdomen.
"I know Awu's secret." He Liming's voice rang in Qingwu's ears, "I also want to share my secret with Awu. But, is Awu willing to know this secret?"
Although his words were meant to seek Qingwu's opinion, his actions had already taken place, leaving Qingwu no chance to refuse.
It's a threat.
It is also a temptation.
He was struggling desperately, knowing that he would definitely fall.
Qingwu admired the fiery and bright colors in He Liming's eyes.
The man was breathtakingly beautiful.
Qingwu suddenly laughed softly, and as she laughed, the jade belt around her waist fell off.
The moonlight fell on her like water, covering her with a layer of silver light and outlining the slender curve of her waist.
She looked at the lust in He Liming's eyes that was about to spread like wildfire, leaned over, opened her red lips, and bit He Liming's Adam's apple.
He Liming sighed.
"Awu, from now on, your thoughts are my thoughts."
"I will wipe out everything for you."
When He Liming was immersed in it and didn't notice, Qingwu finally revealed a cunning and satisfied smile.
He Liming alone is not enough.
Qingwu's ambition goes far beyond this. She wants to make the three most powerful men in the dynasty become pawns in her hands and use them for her own purposes.
She wanted to ascend the supreme throne and become the only and most honorable empress of the Ning Dynasty.
She wanted the Ning Dynasty to prosper and last forever under her rule.
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Outside the shark silk tent, the morning light penetrated through the gaps, like a ray of daylight, and quietly slipped into the hall, making the glass lamp on the gilded table flicker.
Qingwu curled up on the soft couch embroidered with lotus flowers, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the gold thread on the edge of the silk quilt, which He Liming had tucked in for her last night.
The remaining numbness in the body climbed up along the tailbone, but was suppressed by the pleasure surging in the chest.
He Liming seemed to know a lot of secrets of the imperial palace. The person who handled it was very comfortable, and the subsequent cleanup was also very thorough.
Qingwu was unusually curious. With such conditions, how could he pretend to be a nine thousand year old man and pretend for such a long time?
He really has some means.
Qingwu also had a rough guess about He Liming's true identity.
And her own goal has now been half achieved.
Obviously, He Liming was well aware of all this, so he deliberately left enough space for Qing Wu and thoughtfully prepared breakfast for her.
There is a dazzling array of items, and they are all classified and arranged according to Qingwu's habits, which is very careful.
Qingwu knew that He Liming would follow Qingwu's ideas and do everything he could.
Today was the day when Wen Xingzhi came to teach literature. Qing Wu forced herself to cheer up, supported her still somewhat limp body, and slowly stood up.
When Wen Xingzhi came, he felt that something was wrong with Qingwu today.
——The beauty is a little too unusual.
Even when wearing men's clothing, she couldn't hide her romantic charm.
The glances in those eyes were full of alluring charm and allure.
"The master is here." Qingwu's voice was a little soft, and the corners of her eyes were faintly rouge-colored in the candlelight, making her skin look as white as snow and as tender as water.
Qingwu looked a little helpless, as if she was a little surprised by Wen Xingzhi's arrival, but her demeanor made Wen Xingzhi jealous.
Wen Xingzhi's hands, hidden under his wide sleeves, unconsciously clenched.
In the past few days, Wen Xingzhi's mind gradually became clearer.
I'm not that concerned about Qingwu anymore.
At most, we can ask someone to secretly keep an eye on the movements of Longming Palace just in case.
However, Wen Xingzhi thought that he was just monitoring her, not caring about her.
He also asked someone to watch Chi Yunjian. On the day when he taught Qingwu martial arts, nothing happened, which made Wen Xingzhi feel a little relieved.
It was said that He Liming entered the Longming Palace with ointment, which made Wen Xingzhi frown.
Today, he came to teach Qingwu literature, and also had the idea of trying it out.
but......
I didn't expect Qingwu to be in this mood.
Every cell in his body was clamoring, every inch was restless. Wen Xingzhi, who had never felt this way before, found it a little unbearable.
I don't even know how to relieve this feeling.
Wen Xingzhi couldn't help but move his Adam's apple, and his body moved forward uncontrollably, quickly approaching Qingwu.
However, when he accidentally caught a glimpse of Qingwu's jade-white neck, where there was a faint red mark covered by her clothes, Wen Xingzhi's pupils suddenly contracted and his face changed drastically.
——It looks like the marks left by being sucked and bitten.
Wen Xingzhi was shocked.
The bronze paperweight on the table suddenly made a slight noise, and Wen Xingzhi was shocked to realize that his fingers had unknowingly dug deeply into the grain of the sandalwood.
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