Chapter 398: Extra Emperor Yin Feiling
Jiang Xianwan secretly despised himself for being so pathetic, actually indulging in beauty and painting with the twins for two whole nights and a day.
Although... only one stroke was drawn.
She nestled in Xiu Yin's arms, while Yao Ling draped a robe over her shoulders and tied her hair, preparing her to go out and bask in the sun.
Unexpectedly, just as Xiu Yin stepped out of the bedroom, Jiang Xianwan felt a sudden tightness in her wrist. Shocked, and under the astonished gazes of Yao Ling and Xiu Yin, she was abducted by a fox.
Before her eyes flashed and then brightened, she was already sitting on the table, her newly dressed dress being pulled off by the fox's impatient finger.
boom--
The consequence of forcibly peeling it open was that the array on the waist ribbon took effect.
Four divine senses instantly swept over.
Feng Huixue staggered a few steps after being bounced.
Amidst the crashing of overturned tables and chairs and the locking of four divine senses, Jiang Xianwan nearly fell onto the wreckage. He sprang to his feet and instinctively turned and ran.
Having already reached her breaking point, and having suffocated herself for a day and two nights, Feng Huixue no longer cared about any divine consciousness.
His mind was filled with thoughts of devouring Jiang Xianwan completely, taking her whole, even the bones and scraps.
Seeing her about to run away, his eyes bloodshot, he took a long stride and pressed his burning chest and abdomen against hers.
He pressed her fiercely against the window frame, then reached out again for her slender waist. A fluffy, snow-white tail tip had already climbed up the hem of her skirt.
I watched helplessly as half of the window pane was knocked off by the fox's force, and the wind slapped against my face.
Jiang Xianwan was horrified. Her soft fingers gripped his two furry fox ears tightly, pushing and kicking him, "Get to bed... ugh!"
The four divine senses froze for a moment, then disappeared in a hurry, as if by unspoken agreement.
Of course, Jiang Xianwan's suggestion was completely ignored by the fox.
He didn't have time to move.
The Thirty-Three Palaces had no outsiders except them. He grabbed one of her calves in a hurry and swallowed all his words.
Jiang Xianwan: "...!"
The fox's only three weaknesses might be...
Anxious.
It's very powerful.
It's still working.
Jiang Xianwan couldn't hold back anymore, tears streaming down her face. She begged for mercy each time, and later, she cried and scratched herself haphazardly until her voice became hoarse.
The eyelashes were damp as it rested on the fox's sweaty shoulders and neck, its eyes wide and unfocused.
She experienced King Zhou's pleasure, but this pleasure eventually became unbearable for her, and she fell into a deep sleep for three days without waking up.
Then it took another month... to pay off the old debts and add the later ones, and then I slept for five days again.
Jiang Xianwan couldn't take it anymore.
She either sleeps alone or with them every night...
He never managed to descend from the Thirty-Three Palaces!
Shaking his legs, he clung to the wall and, taking advantage of the moment when Emperor Yin got up to put on his robe and start cooking porridge, slowly slipped out of the hall.
However, as she stepped out of the bedroom, she saw six men sitting around the pavilion.
When they suddenly stopped and looked at her, she straightened her back, walked lightly past them as if nothing had happened.
"I'm going for a walk."
Six beauties: "..."
Then, should we let her break up?
Jiang Xianwan spent a whole day walking around the boundary within a boundary, only to be blocked by Feng Huixue in a dimly lit alley.
She pressed her back against the hard, rough wall, so angry that she tore the fox's two ears into two tufts of reeds.
What devastated her even more was that one day, Fei Ling broke through her layers of barriers once again.
He's very skilled now, from the time it took to burn two incense sticks at the beginning to the time it takes to wave his sleeve now.
Jiang Xianwan was jolted awake from her deep sleep, and her face turned green upon seeing the person who had arrived.
The handsome young man, with bright eyes and a face like a flower bud, was dressed in a semi-transparent scarlet gauze, exuding a flamboyant style.
Under her gaze, his shoulder line lengthened, and his already upright figure became even more powerful.
This is... pretty good.
Both the small and large sizes look good, and they're easy to sleep in.
But... Di Yin slept with her last night!
He just brazenly jumped through the window and climbed in while Di Yin was out cooking porridge?!
Jiang Xianwan was bewildered and shocked. She stared at him blankly for ten seconds. Something flashed through her mind, and she realized that she might be struck by lightning. She felt as if the sky was about to collapse!
Her eyes widened in terror, and she kicked her legs as she shrank back into the corner of the bed. The boy, who was as beautiful as a flower, had completely lost his childishness. He had a narrow waist, broad shoulders, and wicked features. His handsome appearance was extremely aggressive, and he exuded a deep aura.
The sensual lines, hidden beneath the sheer fabric, exude a powerful and captivating allure.
Fei Ling smiled shyly and coyly upon seeing her, a smile that was both alluring and seductive.
His gait was graceful and rhythmic, his eyes were misty, as if they held the spring waters of Jiangnan in March, and the corners of his eyes were flushed, showing both shyness and sweetness.
Her voice was shy and bashful, as if it could drip from a jar of honey.
"If the mountain won't come to see me, then I will come to see the mountain."
"So, Wanwan... I've come to see you!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
I'll fucking slap you to death!
Is this sentence even appropriate to use here?
He's such a jerk!
Why do we have to meet while Di Yin is around?!
Jiang Xianwan didn't care that she was naked, her back didn't ache, and her legs weren't weak anymore. She grabbed a thin blanket haphazardly and wrapped it around herself.
He jumped up and tried to run away.
"Ah! Dead Fei Ling! Do you have hair... Waaah!"
A seemingly relaxed but actually lightning-fast arm swept her around the waist, and Jiang Xianwan stumbled back onto the messy couch in a daze!
Jiang Xianwan: "...!!!"
Instantly, she felt completely overwhelmed.
Before she could even sit up, Fei Ling's long leg pressed down on the couch...
In despair, she gritted her teeth and pressed him down onto the bed, straddling his strong waist and abdomen.
Grab his thin, transparent gauze dress and scream as you spray it in his face!
"Go out first! I'll come find you in a bit!"
She'd had enough!
Fei Ling is so sexy!
He's flamboyant enough, but he actually dared to be flamboyant in front of Di Yin!
She truly dared not imagine what kind of expression Di Yin would have when he happily returned with a bowl of porridge and saw someone suddenly appear on the bed!
He quickly added fiercely, "Two days!"
She can't stand it!
Fei Ling... he really has no shame whatsoever!
Fei Ling felt a pain in his Adam's apple. Looking at the woman on his waist and abdomen with unusual passion, his strange and handsome eyes were stunned for a moment, and then a dangerous dark color suddenly surged up.
His tone, however, was full of the aroma of tea, and he sounded utterly aggrieved.
Amid Jiang Xianwan's stunned and numb expression, she spoke in a sweet, childlike voice.
"But……"
"My legs are weak... I can't walk anymore~"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
His legs were weak?
How could his legs go weak?
He wanted to kill her the moment he caught her!
Jiang Xianwan didn't expect that Fei Ling would politely refuse even if he offered two days as a bargaining chip!
She grabbed his neck tightly, shook him, and then yelled, "If you can't walk, I'll carry you! Get out—!"
"Get out of here now!"
Unexpectedly, right after she finished yelling, under Fei Ling's astonished gaze, her brain suffered from oxygen deprivation due to excessive excitement.
Of course, it's also possible that the body was originally soft.
The sound stopped abruptly, and he fell headfirst, his head hitting his jaw.
"hiss……"
Fei Ling gasped in pain, but a joyful smile suddenly appeared in her eyes, and strands of tears appeared on her face.
Would you call this throwing yourself into someone's arms?
Does this mean that while Wanwan was verbally cursing him and telling him to get lost, she secretly hoped he would steal her away and be with him now...?
Who the hell can tolerate this?
Who could tolerate that?
Anyway, Fei Ling absolutely cannot tolerate it!
Fei Ling's heart pounded, her Adam's apple bobbed rapidly, and her graceful neckline was drawn out. Her slender fingers, seemingly oblivious to politeness, pressed against that narrow waist.
He rolled over and lay on top of her, nuzzling her neck and pushing away the soft, white hands that were pressed against his chest.
She said shyly in a low voice, "It will take Emperor Yin at least... two hours to cook the porridge!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Emperor Yin always took two hours to cook porridge.
But... it wasn't two hours!
Without saying a word, he raised his leg and kicked!
Since Fei Ling had come, she was prepared. She immediately grabbed Fei Ling's leg without even looking at her, and her fingertips could accurately pick out her own flower from among the seven bell-shaped flowers.
With a gentle flick.
"But...my legs really are weak~~~"
Jiang Xianwan: "...!"
real.
Even if she had a thousand brains, she couldn't have imagined that Fei Ling was so beautiful and radiant...
She and her twins always went together...
But... Yao Ling and Xiu Yin...
In short, she felt there was nothing wrong with being like the twins...
But if this happened to any of Fei Ling or any of them...
Jiang Xianwan found it hard to imagine what that situation would be like.
All I know is that in that situation, she would probably... die even faster.
However.
She couldn't escape.
At this moment, I even began to doubt my ability to hit someone...
Fei Ling's cheeks were bitten with several teeth marks, and her lips were bitten until they bled.
Her legs were sore from kicking that her snow-white ankles trembled in his palm.
Fei Ling, that bastard, cruelly watched her cry, ignoring her pleas for mercy, greedily and quickly sucking away the tears on her face, calling out Wanwan's name again and again.
Jiang Xianwan's hands were pressed up on the bedding, her eyes wide open to the limit in disbelief.
She stared in disarray at the man with the devilishly handsome features, his sharp, taut lines both beautiful and wild, as he trapped her, her eyelashes glistening with tears, pitiful and innocent, on the bed.
He came up and immediately tried to kiss her to death.
She was deeply moved.
Oh no, it's broken.
She didn't even cry out.
The blue gauze curtains billowed like gentle waves, eventually becoming too heavy to bear under the weight of her slender white fingers, piling up on the ground.
Fei Ling's eyes were clouded with shadows. He grabbed her waist, blocking her path. His gaze fell on her rosy cheeks and her beautiful face, which was staring at him with wet eyes. Her dark eyes were now bloodshot, making one's heart tremble.
A fine layer of sweat covered his temples and forehead, and his dark expression was quite different from his usual appearance. He was no longer smiling sweetly.
His voice was extremely hoarse.
"Wanwan..."
"The more you struggle... the more excited I get..."
Jiang Xianwan: "...!"
Are you sick?!
She couldn't hold back any longer and buried her face in her pillow, crying so hard that she nearly lifted the roof off the house.
That faint hope that Fei Ling still had some dignity was shattered into pieces.
Under the raging storm, her legs trembled and went weak. Fearing that Di Yin might suddenly return, she bit her knuckles and sobbed.
Turning over and over again.
Calling someone a little bitch...
"Waaaaah... Fei Ling... you bastard..."
"Little bitch..."
"You little devil..."
"Waaaaah... Emperor Yin... Your Majesty... I need to find Emperor Yin..."
Fei Ling's dark eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy. He pressed his lips to her ear with extreme tenderness, hooking her fingers between his teeth and bringing the fingertips to her lips.
Gently coax.
"Then tell me... you love Fei Ling... and I'll leave so you can go find Di Yin."
His breathing was already in disarray, the shock sending shivers down his spine, let alone leaving halfway through the matter.
It's obviously a scam.
Jiang Xianwan only bit his fingertip, refusing to speak.
Fei Ling was in no hurry. Her dark red eyes held a dazzling smile, but upon closer inspection, one could see that love and desire were intertwined in her eyes, like a carefully woven net.
Twins can... so why can't they?
He didn't believe that Wanwan hadn't noticed.
He didn't believe that none of the foxes had thought that way.
She was so happy with her twins.
He wanted to make her happy too.
He didn't feel there was anything wrong with it, nor did he feel ashamed of it.
They want to be together forever, until their souls dissipate. What can't they do?
He began to long for time to slow down, and for Jiang Xianwan to be in that time.
He wanted to do everything with her.
Follow your heart and leave no regrets.
If Jiang Xianwan knew his thoughtful thoughts, she would definitely cry and curse him again as a little devil.
She naturally knew that the fox, Yun Weize, the flower beauty, and even Di Yin had all thought the same thing.
Whenever she sat among them, the unusual look swirling in their eyes was noticed even by Yao Ling and Xiu Yin.
But to take this step is so... shameful.
They wanted to stay together until their souls dissipated... but that's too much...
Jiang Xianwan shook her head unconsciously, afraid that Di Yin might come back at any moment. She bit his fingertip and tears streamed down her face.
"You...you're lying!"
Fei Ling did not answer. His eyes gleamed with a hunting light, and his desire was no longer concealed. Like a beast breaking free from its cage, it was full of a powerful and alluring sense of aggression.
His thin lips touched the tip of her white earlobe, along with a strand of hair, and he coaxed her patiently, but the look in his eyes was becoming increasingly out of control.
"Wanwan...tell me..."
"I want to hear..."
"Tell me..."
He was greedy; he wanted to hear Jiang Xianwan tell the story herself.
Especially now...
Perhaps it was because that voice was too passionate, with a hint of nervous anticipation and trembling, that Jiang Xianwan even forgot that Di Yin might turn back at any moment.
A tear welled up in the corner of her eye, her gaze unfocused.
Intermittently.
“I… love… Fei Ling…”
With just one sentence, Fei Ling almost burst into tears.
He suddenly buried his face in the crook of her neck, his hoarse voice filled with ecstasy.
But unexpectedly... it wasn't said to her.
"Di Yin...did you hear me?"
"What are you standing there for? Come over here."
Jiang Xianwan: "...!"
Holding a bowl of porridge, with an inscrutable expression, Di Yin, who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, was speechless.
Jiang Xianwan's expression completely lost control in an instant. Her eyelashes trembled violently as she lifted them, only to be met with a pair of clear, snow-white eyes.
Di Yin's silver hair cascaded down to her ankles, and her usually meticulous snow-white robes were not tightly bound, but loosely covered her slender body.
The overlapping neckline is slightly open, revealing glimpses of the beautiful collarbone and a few scattered teeth marks.
She lay on the couch, without any curtains to cover her, and was caught red-handed by Di Yin in this state, just like that, without Fei Ling.
Jiang Xianwan's body went limp, her fingertips still clutching a strand of Fei Ling's silky black hair, her warm lips lingering on the back of her neck.
His eyes were wet, and he rarely showed such helplessness and panic, like a pitiful little animal.
In this extreme and chaotic situation, she noticed that Di Yin's cheeks did not blush as she had imagined, nor did he hastily lower his dark eyelashes and turn away considerately.
Instead, with a gentle yet enigmatic expression, he called to her softly in a hoarse voice:
"Wanwan..."
Her ankle was gently grasped, and the lock ring had already been adorned with two more bell-shaped ornaments.
The two were exactly the same, adorned with scattered gold and supported by silver, nestled against her skin.
And those bells, now touched by Di Yin's warm fingertips, produced a clear and crisp sound as the seven of them clattered together.
They surrounded us, crashing into our hearts and minds.
only.
She knew it would happen sooner or later.
I never imagined... it would be Di Yin!
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