Chapter 68: Confession of Love (2) [VIP]
"Your Highness the Ninth Prince must not be provoked. Please think twice!"
The master flatly rejected the legitimate daughter of the Xu family, who had produced three prime ministers, and insisted on having an affair with the concubine of Lingning Palace. Miss Xu naturally refused to acknowledge him.
With this background, Miss Chu is no match for him, so how could she have caught Mr.'s eye...
"I, the master, know this more clearly than any of you, and I know what I'm doing." Unmoved by his words, Qu Han suppressed his self-deprecation and spoke his mind again. "I've kept it hidden for too long, and I don't want to hide it anymore. I simply want to be open and honest and express my feelings."
"She's never satisfied clinging to His Highness, and now she's thinking of coming back to the mansion to cling to you..." Miss Xu gritted her teeth in anger, turned her head and glared, then looked back at the noble and upright figure in the hall. Without paying attention to etiquette, she shouted angrily, "She wants to drag you into this hell. She hasn't treated you well at all!"
"She didn't force me to do this. I did it willingly," Qingrong's voice grew colder. He replied in a stern voice, a tone that carried a hint of the chill of undeniable disobedience. "I refuse to hear any more slander. If you hear one more, I will expel her from the mansion... From now on, don't claim to be Qu's student."
"Those who spread rumors and cause trouble are not allowed to enter this mansion."
After this was said, no one dared to say another word. The teacher had made it clear enough, and no one wanted to be expelled from the school because of this.
Chu Qingluo watched silently, listening to every word the teacher said that was biased towards her, and her cold mood was covered with a layer of warmth.
She had no idea how to respond to the scene before her, because the Ninth Prince was still waiting for her to return to the palace...
Because the hatred flowing in her heart has not been forgotten, she must step into the abyss to avenge her country's destruction.
"Qingluo..." Meng girl called softly as she glanced at the musical instrument table beside her. There was still a look of surprise on her face, and she didn't say a word for a long time.
The mansion was unusually quiet. Even the nanny who was in charge of the girl's daily life was stunned. She couldn't understand how Mr. Qu could have developed a crush on his student and how he had concealed it until now.
Qu Hanjin glanced at Jiaowan in a corner of the hall. He raised his sleeves and ordered the students watching to practice on their own: "Practice yourselves. I am afraid she is frightened, so I want to comfort her now."
Then he walked slowly down the main hall and came to her in an elegant and calm manner. He gently held her white wrist and walked out of the hall without saying a word.
His pure and cold back was left in everyone's gaze, causing exclamations to be heard from the audience. Many girls thought that the gentleman might have gone crazy...
There was only a long corridor from the main hall to the villa. Normally, this route seemed very short when traveling back and forth, but now, it seemed quite long to her.
She walked back to the side hall in silence, and before she could come to her senses, she was already drawn into his embrace. The master's scorching breath lingered on her body, and Chu Qingluo was in a trance, forgetting to struggle, and just let him hold her tight.
After a moment of silence, she asked softly, "Sir, why did you tell me without caring about your reputation..."
"Now I just want everyone to know that you are mine." Qu Hanjin spoke after a while, his clear voice like the gurgling of spring water, revealing a hint of reluctance.
"Other than that, I can't take care of it."
His eyes darkened, and he exerted a slight force, wanting to embrace the beautiful figure in his arms into his bones: "In this life, I have been self-disciplined and prudent in my actions, but now you want to subvert the Da Ning etiquette."
After hearing this, her heart trembled and she wanted to hug his waist back, but suddenly she saw a sword flash coming towards her, and she pushed the gentleman away in an instant.
A long sword was nailed straight to the wall, and it almost took the gentleman's life.
She turned around coldly and saw a man in black clothes walking into the elegant room.
This person is Fu Zhao Zuo Shi, and he is also the one she promised to be with for the rest of her life.
A cold look flashed across his eyes as Feng Xuan approached indifferently, taking the long sword in his hand again. He said angrily, "The princess has already pledged her love to me. Your announcement is a blatant attempt to steal someone's love."
The master had never learned martial arts and was no match for Feng Yan. Chu Qingluo wanted to stop him and let Feng Yan retreat temporarily.
She knew Feng Yan had complaints in his heart, and she also knew that she was the one who crossed the line first, but as she was about to part with her husband, she inexplicably wanted to stay with him for a few more moments.
She wanted to stop him and stepped forward, but he suddenly pulled her aside. She heard him coldly say, "What if I take her away?"
This completely enraged Feng Yan.
Her husband was acting out of character today, and even she found it hard to handle the situation.
"Everything he did today disgusted me..." Feng Yan suppressed his anger and pointed his sword. Although his eyes were filled with resentment, he still didn't want to hurt her in the slightest. "Princess, could you please step aside? I have a lot of anger that I can't vent."
Chu Qingluo replied calmly, signaling Feng Yan to stop making a fuss: "It's just a farewell. After today, sir, I will never see you again."
"From now on, I only have you by my side. No one else can disturb me." She replied firmly and calmed the left envoy in a gentle voice.
"Okay..." Feng Yan seemed to believe it. He sheathed his sword, his eyes dark and starry, and walked out of the hall steadily.
"I'm waiting outside the hall, sir. Don't take another step forward."
, the setting sun shines down, leaving only two silhouettes.
After hearing these words, she lowered her eyes and whispered, "I know what you want to say, sir."
"I... I have nothing to say in response, sir," he added in a deep voice, "now we really have to say goodbye.
"I won't involve you in the matter of seeking revenge. I'll just pretend I'm here to learn the piano for a few days. I'll forget everything else."
She had originally decided not to get involved anymore, but she never expected that the master would invite Emperor Daning to come and visit Lingning Palace again.
Now that she had followed her husband back home by mistake, it was time to break up completely. Even if they met again, they would be strangers.
Qu Han understood everything in his heart and knew what she meant. He suddenly asked, "Since I know so much, why don't you kill me?"
Her phoenix eyes were once again filled with indifference. She frowned and snorted coldly, her words cold, as if to seal away her slightly burning heart: "I want to kill everyone in Daning Palace City, leaving you as the last one to do so..."
"The students left."
Chu Qingluo bowed respectfully and turned to leave, but was suddenly brought back to her pure and snowy embrace the next moment.
"Hmm..." She was suddenly startled. Her cherry lips were kissed fiercely. She didn't have time to think deeply. All her thoughts were ruthlessly taken away by him. "Sir..."
He said to stop, but there seemed to be desire in his heart.
She allowed this clear shadow to continue to grab, invade and plunder her again and again, with a shy look on her face, her mind and spirit swaying with him.
This affair that I had intentionally provoked finally came to an end.
She kissed him back, hooking her jade fingers around his neck and shoulders, and kissed him deeper and deeper uncontrollably, letting her breath linger freely and tears suddenly fell.
Tears fell silently down her cheeks and landed on her lips, adding a hint of saltiness to the kiss, flowing under the warm breath.
Suddenly, there was a pause. Qu Han held the pretty girl in his arms. He felt her tears immediately wet the thin shoulders of her robe. The pretty figure in his arms burst into tears, but just shed tears quietly without making any sound.
He thought about it and realized that he might have hurt her unintentionally. He murmured in a guilty tone, "I lost my temper again. Can Qingluo forgive me?"
She raised her hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her face calm. She wiped them silently, and Chu Qingluo chuckled softly, as if she had calmed down again.
"Sir, you are the first person who can make me cry."
"I never intended to make Qingluo cry..." The young master in front of him suddenly became solemn upon hearing the words. His voice pretended to be stern, but his behavior was extremely gentle. "I don't admit what you said."
"I have been given to His Highness as a concubine. When we return to Lingning Palace, please don't come to the palace to look for me..." She lowered her eyebrows and smiled faintly, then muttered to herself. She never knew that parting with her master would be so difficult.
"We won't see each other again."
She didn't know what thoughts were surging into her heart, nor did she know why she couldn't let go.
Things in this world are absurd. At first, she just wanted to use the Ministry of Rites and Music to pave the way to the palace, and use herself as a lure to make the gentleman assist her in avenging the destruction of the country. With her people in the Daning court, everything would be easier.
But later...
Afterwards, she couldn't remember much, but she just didn't want her husband to get involved. She probably... wanted to protect him.
The aroused desire and sorrow blended together, she was too embarrassed to speak, with tear marks on her rosy face, she stammered for a long time.
"I want to have sex with you again, sir."
Qu Hanjing looked at Wanshu in front of him, and his heart seemed to be burning with fire in an instant, as if no matter what she asked, he would agree.
"Okay, then I'll enjoy your company one last time." His long, bony fingers entwined in her black hair, he leaned his forehead against hers and kissed her beautiful red lips.
"I hope you can finally get your revenge and find peace..."
"Hmm..." She then moaned softly, a blush spread across her cheeks, and her skirt fell to the ground.
The kiss was slightly cool, then turned into a burning sensation, spreading over the jade skin.
This desire seemed inextinguishable, and eventually it seeped into her heart, causing her to tremble slightly.
She only remembered that she was carried into the tent and pushed onto the couch by her husband. She looked into his deep eyes with uncontrollable emotions flowing in them.
Then she fell into a half-sleep and half-wakefulness. She moaned softly and clutched the mattress tightly. Her rosy face was still flushed and her ears were burning.
Although I feel shy, I feel it is extremely satisfying.
She had never been so crazy before. She always seemed to feel happy and satisfied when she was with her husband.
After the lovemaking, the warmth was still there, and her body was still filled with the refreshing scent of the breeze and bright moon. Chu Qingluo was still not satisfied, so she stayed in his arms, raised her eyes and kissed him for a long time.
After whispering in his ears for a while, the fire in his heart was ignited again. She smiled coquettishly, looked into his eyes with a blazing flame, and indulged in the spring beauty.
When she walked out of the side hall, she had finished bathing, put on a bright cloud dress, and walked along the courtyard corridor as if nothing had happened.
A pretty figure stood in front of him with a melancholy look, as if she had been waiting for a while. Chu Qingluo nodded slightly, wanting to take a walk around the garden with the girl, and ordered Feng Yan, who was waiting not far away, to wait for a moment longer.
The corridor was quiet, with only the sound of footsteps audible. Fallen flowers flew into the corridor with the wind, swaying gracefully.
She followed the maid along a long stone path and saw Meng Ying'er remained silent, looking up at the approaching dusk. She was worried that if she didn't say anything, she would go back to the palace.
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