Whenever Lou Che thought of Ruan Mian and his uncle spending a difficult night in the cave, the jealousy in his heart would overwhelm all his emotions.
He dismissed his attendants, and the empty chamber was so quiet that not a single sound could be heard.
The man's rough fingertips brushed across the girl's misty eyes.
His breath seemed to be mixed with endless love.
"Mianmian, don't leave me."
"Your Majesty, I was wrong. Don't treat me like this..."
The girl begged for mercy as weakly as a kitten falling into the water.
Coupled with that tearful little face, it will only arouse evil thoughts in men.
The newly made bright yellow silk bed sheets of the Imperial Household Department were wrinkled.
Her fair complexion contrasted sharply with the sheets.
Lou Che lowered his eyes and silently looked down at the girl who was sobbing beneath him.
He used his index finger to lift the hair from her lips, and her slender neck was covered with damp sweat.
The man's voice was hoarse and his eyes were so deep that you couldn't see the bottom.
"Mianmian, don't be afraid of me."
The bracelet on Ruan Mian's wrist was really an eyesore, and Lou Che finally couldn't help but take it off and threw it at the end of the bed.
After he lowered the bed curtains, the light was blocked out. In the dim environment, the man's face looked sharp and aggressive.
The girl could even hear his heavy breathing, wrapping herself in it and making it hard to breathe.
Her delicate and beautiful face was slightly flushed.
"Your Majesty, I was wrong..."
Lou Che pinched her twitching chin.
The girl felt only a sharp pain on the tip of her pale pink tongue, followed by a strong feeling of suffocation.
Defu's shrill voice came from outside the door, "Your Majesty, the Young Master of Mobei, Qi Wuyuan, requests an audience."
The girl punched him in the chest. After a long time, the man raised his head, with a layer of crystal clear water on his thin lips.
There was no trace of sympathy in his cold tone. "I refuse. I won't see you."
The young man who was pacing anxiously in the corridor, his delicate features instantly became full of sinisterness after hearing the eunuch's reply, and he could only smash the wall to vent his anger.
Mianmian has been in there for several days. Who knows what that bastard emperor will do to her!
A hint of murderous intent flashed in his blue eyes, and the boy cast a gloomy gaze at the closed bedroom door.
Qi Wuyuan gritted his teeth and left helplessly. He did not have the strength to compete with the other party yet.
Lou Che, I will definitely kill you in the future.
The finely crafted golden silk quilt fell to the ground.
A soft, pale pink hand stretched out from the gap between the layers of bed curtains.
The girl clung tightly to the edge of the red nanmu bed and refused to let go, her fingertips turning red from holding on so tightly.
The man's strong brow bones were sharp and handsome, and his deep and perfect face, as if carved by a knife, was staring deeply at Ruan Mian who was curled up in a ball.
The girl's delicate cheeks were covered with tears, making her look pitiful and delicate.
She kicked her feet wildly to resist Lou Che's approach, but unexpectedly kicked the man's nose.
"I didn't mean to do that. Woohoo, I'm sorry, Your Majesty..."
She was so frightened that her nose was twitching.
The bed curtains blocked the breeze and it was stiflingly hot inside.
Ruan Mian's hairpin had been taken off long ago, and her long black hair stuck to her sweaty forehead. The black and white contrast made the girl even more charming.
Hot air was still emanating from her slightly opened lips, and fear was visible to the naked eye on her pretty, fair, and perfect little face.
Although Lou Che looks thin, he actually has strong muscles and his waist and abdomen are full of explosive power.
"I don't want it."
The man sighed slightly and touched his lips to hers, "Sorry, Mianmian."
After what happened before, he has realized that blindly tolerating will only make his beloved girl fall into the arms of another man.
"Mianmian, you can only belong to me."
The girl was as soft and delicate as a piece of white paper, and just as she was about to break, a noise was heard outside.
"Move aside, I want to see His Majesty."
It was Mo Yan's voice, not very loud and slightly sickly.
Defu and a group of guards stopped him. Under normal circumstances, they would not dare to confront the Imperial Master and would never be his match.
But now the man was still in a weak state due to his serious injuries, so they easily held back the violent Mo Yan.
"Your Majesty, it seems..."
Defu reported to the inner hall in a shrill voice, but what he got in return was Lou Che's indifferent words.
"I have something important to attend to. If the Imperial Master is willing to wait, please let him wait."
The guards loosened his shackles, and Mo Yan leaned weakly against the pillar, holding his chest and coughing.
There was no trace of blood on his handsome face, and it was obvious that he was struggling to walk.
Inside the hall.
Ruan Mian's eyes curved with joy. She was very afraid that Mo Yan would die because of her and she would spend her whole life in regret.
The girl's pointed chin was pinched by Lou Che, and the blush at the corners of her eyes still lingered, but it could be seen that she was in a good mood.
"Mianmian, do you care so much about my uncle?"
The girl slapped his fingers away, her eyes filled with joy, and she deliberately added fuel to the fire, "Yes, I do care."
For some reason, she felt a little more secure wherever Mo Yan was.
The girl completely forgot where she was and didn't see the dangerous light flashing in the man's scarlet eyes.
The next moment, the smile on her lips froze.
The pure and flawless white paper was eventually stained.
The man's voice, full of paranoia and possessiveness, sounded like something from hell.
"I will never let you two be together."
Ruan Mian's fingers clenched the messy silk sheets, and the pain was so severe that her mind went blank.
The crimson lower lip turned pale and weak in an instant.
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