Long Moxun left a puzzling remark, turned around and vacated the room, leaving Luo Xuening alone in the wind.

She touched her head and stared at Long Moxun blankly. What did he mean? Was he saying that nothing had happened between them? Then why did she feel sore all over?

But I didn’t feel violated, so what Long Moxun said was true?

Luo Xuening naturally did not expect that she was a person without any internal strength, and Long Moxun's true qi was so strong that her body had not yet fully adapted to this overbearing true qi, and naturally she felt uncomfortable.

Her condition was not very good, but it was already three o'clock in the morning. She didn't know how long she had stayed in Prince Jing's Mansion since she came out last night. She had to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion immediately.

I took the clothes that Long Moxun had read to me and took a look at them. It turned out to be a women's dress. It seemed to be made according to my size and fit me very well.

She curled her lips slightly. She didn't expect that Long Moxun, who looked cold, was actually very considerate.

"My Lord, I'm sorry for what happened just now. I was abrupt."

Luo Xuening would never lower herself when she needed to be proud, but she would also be very clear when it came time to admit her mistakes. Her upright attitude, after all, extinguished the slightest flame of anger in Long Moxun's heart.

However, Long Moxun had no intention of letting her go. He snorted coldly and raised his sword-like eyebrows: "Don't feel sorry. It's my fault for saving you."

Luo Xue Ning heard this and took a deep breath: "Prince, are you angry?"

Long Moxun snorted arrogantly as always: "You are not worthy of me getting angry with you."

Listening to the tone, it was simply the real-life version of a arrogant boss. Luo Xuening glanced at Long Moxun. His facial features were sullen at this moment, his turned-out nostrils, and slightly flaring nose wings all showed his anger, yet he was still being stubborn.

Luo Xuening secretly rolled her eyes in her heart and said in a coaxing tone, "Okay, okay, Your Highness, don't be angry. A small person like me is not worth your concern."

Long Moxun felt as if he had punched cotton with his fist. His eyebrows twitched and he said in a sinister tone, "My lord, isn't it also not worth your bother?"

Otherwise, why would Luo Xuening be so determined to run to the emperor and tell him that it was impossible for them, yet she was willing to spend so much time and effort to embroider a red envelope for Fang Jinyu? Well, Long Moxun had to admit that he was jealous.

Given Lord Jing's aloof personality, even if he was jealous, he couldn't say it openly. But he was naturally anxious in his heart, so he didn't go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find Luo Xue Ning for several days. But this woman didn't appreciate it at all.

Jealousy, Lord Prince Jing was madly jealous of Fang Jinyu, so he took the opportunity to glance at the unaware Luo Xuening fiercely.

Luo Xue Ning thought she was blind and couldn't see the resentful look in Lord Jing's eyes. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a slightly embarrassed smile: "Your Highness must have misunderstood. I care about you very much."

Obviously, she just said it casually, but Long Moxun took it seriously. His expression eased a little, raised his eyebrows and asked back: "How can I not see that you care about me?"

Luo Xue Ning: “…”

Luo Xuening was speechless for a moment. She just said that. Your Highness, you really took it seriously. Do you have to be so honest?

"I am indeed very nice to the prince. The prince should think about this carefully."

After saying this awkwardly, Luo Xue Ning turned around and was about to leave, but her hair was grabbed by the man again. Long Mo Xun's penis was a bit big, and Luo Xue Ning's scalp ached. She secretly complained about the man's viciousness in her heart, but she couldn't express it out loud.

"For example?"

Long Moxun uttered three words from his thin lips and raised his eyebrows slightly, which was actually forcing her. That is, if Luo Xuening didn't explain clearly, he would not let her go.

Luo Xue Ning really didn't know how she had provoked this great god today. It was really terrible that he would not give in and would not let her go.

"For example, I saved the prince's life last time in the palace, and the prince also saved me, so our appearances cancel each other out. Please don't mind, prince."

When the imperial palace was mentioned, Long Moxun snorted coldly, "And you also want to sever the relationship between you and me? Luo Xuening, are you really so distant from me?"

Luo Xue Ning didn't know where his anger came from. Well, in her impression, Lord Jing had a bad temper.

Okay, forgive him.

"I have no intention of distancing myself from the prince."

Luo Xuening lowered her head, with only honesty in her eyes, without any unnecessary explanation. However, for Yu Long Moxun, just this one sentence was enough to put his worries to rest.

He raised his eyebrows, still unhappy: "Then make a purse for this king."

"What?"

Luo Xuening widened her eyes, "Prince, you are jumping too fast, you can't play like this." She looked at Long Moxun cautiously and said helplessly with her hands up.

"Change it. I can't."

"You won't?"

Long Moxun suddenly approached Luo Xuening, stretched out his hand, and hooked her small hand. Her small hand was smooth and delicate, and it didn't look like she had done needlework. Well, he would trust her for now.

Long Moxun felt inexplicably happy in his heart, and then he generously took Luo Xuening away. He simply embraced the woman and held her in his arms. She had a bit of the sweet fragrance of a young girl. Thinking of how they slept in each other's arms last night, Long Moxun's eyes were unconsciously filled with a bit of nostalgia, but he quickly concealed it, took the woman and got up lightly. Soon, the two of them stopped outside the courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Someone."

Long Moxun glanced down at the woman in his arms. Most of her body was hanging on him, and they were entangled in an ambiguous posture, just as intimate as yesterday. Long Moxun curled his lips lightly.

Following his line of sight, Luo Xuening indeed saw someone outside her yard. The person's figure looked somewhat familiar, but her eyesight was not good enough to see the person clearly in the dim light.

"It's Gu Shuchang."

Without asking, just a glance, Long Moxun could know what Luo Xuening was thinking. This tacit understanding was gratifying.

"What is he doing here?"

As Luo Xue Ning finished speaking, there was a sudden shout from outside the door: "Someone, come quickly, catch the thief."

Listening to the source of the sound, it seemed to come from the west. Long Moxun thought that it might be related to the incident of sitting down. He turned Luo Xuening over and took Luo Xuening to climb walls and over rooftops. Sure enough, he saw that there was a lot of commotion in the west.

There were maids and guards there, and the situation was in chaos. Of course, in the midst of the chaos, Luo Xuening noticed with her sharp eyes that a person was dragged out of the western yard, which was Xia Qingchan's yard.

The man was naked, with bite marks all over his body. One glance at him showed clearly what he had just done.

Long Moxun gently curled his lips, covered Luo Xue Ning's eyes, leaned over her ear, and his low voice gently lingered around Luo Xue Ning's earlobe. Luo Xue Ning only felt that many sensitive little bumps appeared on her neck. The scenes of last night replayed before her eyes. Luo Xue Ning's cheeks immediately turned red, and even her breathing unconsciously quickened.

Her appearance pleased Long Moxun. He curled his lips lightly and moved his body closer to Luo Xuening.

"Why, are you shy? I won't eat you..."

The upturned ending tone was meaningful, and for a moment, it made Luo Xuening even more embarrassed. She bit her lower lip lightly and punched Long Moxun's chest with her pink fist.

This act of coquettishness between lovers really surprised both of them. Long Moxun reached out and held Luo Xuening's pink fist, his eyebrows raised, clearly showing satisfaction and joy.

Looking down, the scene was already in chaos. He stood up lightly, took Luo Xuening with him, and climbed over the eaves and walls. In a flash, they were back in Luo Xuening's yard. Long Moxun leaped up, and with one jump, the two of them landed straight in Luo Xuening's bedroom.

The whole process was more exciting than riding a roller coaster. Luo Xuening secretly sighed in her heart at the wonderfulness of Qinggong. Suddenly, the man beside her grabbed her hand and pushed her gently. Luo Xuening fell on the big bed and looked at Long Moxun with confused eyes.

Long Moxun pulled the quilt over Luo Xuening's body. His brows rarely curved, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"I'm leaving now. Don't wear any more clothes later."

Luo Xuening shook her head. So gentle, is this still the domineering prince she knew?

But just now, that warm action was very sweet. Luo Xuening's face was flushed. She pulled the quilt over her shy face, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

It seems that there is something different between them.

I don’t know whether this is good or bad, but Luo Xue Ning clearly realized for the first time that she is not opposed to this man. She seems to like him a little. What should she do?