In an instant, Sang Yu's eyes were filled with a smile, his excitement and joy were uncontrollable.
Before Leng Qingning could react, he leaned down and knelt down, embracing her tightly and kissing her lips precisely.
With sweet breaths, he kissed her and whispered, "Sister, I love you so much."
His eyes gradually became unfocused.
The cool, soft, thin lips moved shyly, the tip of the tongue probing at close range, much like a kitten that had just tasted the fishy flavor, still wanting more and drinking poison to quench its thirst.
The beautiful woman's sweet fragrance was like drinking from a sweet spring, and her cherry-red lips were like a dangerous poison, captivating him deeply.
Getting deeper and deeper~
The person in his arms, for some unknown reason, suddenly went limp, unconsciously drawn in by him, and succumbed to his rhythm.
The taste is absolutely wonderful!
At the crucial moment, Leng Qingning regained her senses and promptly withdrew, gently pushing him away.
Her voice was gentle and tender: "You haven't graduated yet, so don't go overboard."
Sang Yu's face turned bright red, like a ripe apple. His beautiful eyes were filled with affection and he looked completely satisfied. The shyness and bashfulness unique to young men were on full display on his face at this moment.
"Okay, sister."
He reluctantly released the beauty from his arms, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.
"Sister, will you marry me after I graduate?"
Under his expectant gaze, Leng Qingning smiled and nodded.
"good."
Although progress has been rapid, there is no room for retreat now.
Since we've already kissed, we have to take responsibility.
The younger brother is too alluring, and the older sister can hardly resist.
Since we're all family, we shouldn't let the good stuff go to outsiders.
Who says rabbits can't eat the grass near their burrows?
……………
A few days later
Ji Heng and Leng Qingning's wedding date has been set for the ninth day of the ninth lunar month.
The matter was settled with the courtesy due to a concubine.
Leng Qingning called Biluo and Fuguang to the hall.
Judging from the situation, something good is about to happen again.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
Amid their puzzled gazes, Leng Qingning bestowed upon them a pair of couple's swords.
"This is?"
"Open it and take a look," Leng Qingning said, raising an eyebrow.
"Whoosh!!"
Two sharp blades were drawn from their sheaths.
"The Sunset Sword and the Shattered Moon Sword?" Biluo exclaimed in surprise.
Fu Guang examined the sword with great interest; he had only heard of it but had never seen it before.
This is a hidden treasure sword, and its power should not be underestimated.
"These are for you two. Do you like them?"
"I like it!" Biluo replied casually, her eyes glued to the Shattered Moon Sword.
Fu Guang paused for a moment and then said, "Your Highness, why have you given us such precious gifts?"
Leng Qingning smiled and congratulated them, saying, "Consider this my wedding gift to you two."
Newlywed?
Fu Guang and Bi Luo were both startled, and their surprise was mixed with joy.
"What, you're both getting on in years, and you still don't want to get married?" Leng Qingning teased deliberately.
"think."
I just didn't expect it to happen so suddenly.
Biluo's face showed visible excitement.
Fu Guang smiled slightly, her heart already bursting with joy.
"I want to too."
Leng Qingning had already made plans and prepared everything needed for the wedding for the two of them.
"I hereby grant you the privilege of marrying on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, together with me and Heng-ge. Our household will then be doubly blessed with joy. What do you say?"
"Yes, yes, I'm willing," Biluo readily agreed.
Fu Guang was naturally very happy to be able to marry the young prince, which was a great honor. So he smiled and nodded.
Biluo secretly glanced at him, only to be caught red-handed, and both of them blushed instantly.
A happy, sweet smile played on her lips.
This caused Leng Qingning to unconsciously put on a kind, aunt-like smile.
She pressed her lips slightly, coughed lightly, and said kindly to the two of them, "I have prepared a separate courtyard for you two. It is not far from Langya Mansion. You can go there for a short stay, or wait until Fuguang is pregnant and move there first, and then return to the manor after giving birth."
Hearing this, Fu Guang blushed even more and replied with a smile, "Yes."
He continued, "I have prepared betrothal gifts and dowry for you. Would you like them transported back to the manor first, or directly to the other residence?"
"It's entirely up to Your Highness to decide." Biluo was deeply moved; she had originally planned to report the matter later.
She thought to herself, "His Highness is so good to me; he's so thoughtful."
"Okay, then let's move them back to the mansion first, and then move them over after the wedding."
"Mmm-hmm-hmm." Biluo nodded vigorously.
"Thank you, Your Highness." The two bowed in unison.
Seeing that neither of them had any objections, Leng Qingning took full charge of their wedding arrangements.
Biluo and Fuguang have followed her for so long, and she wants to help them organize a perfect wedding.
Good news followed one after another.
A few days later, news arrived that Leng Qinghan had been escorted back to the capital.
General Xie and General Meng are also about to arrive in Kyoto.
The Empress quickly set a date for the welcoming banquet and organized it in a grand manner.
August 30th
The day before the welcoming banquet, Leng Qinghan finally confessed after enduring the beatings, revealing all the bad things she had done and all the huge sums of money she had embezzled.
Her incriminating evidence was plastered all over the streets and alleys of the capital.
The clause that poisoning the imperial heir was an unforgivable crime was particularly striking.
This time, the Empress showed no mercy.
In the prison
The air was thick with a musty, fishy smell, and dirty weeds were everywhere. Everywhere we went, we heard the prisoners' heart-wrenching screams and groans.
Continuing downwards, the dark underground chamber was completely suffocated, reeking of blood and so strong it made one want to vomit.
As Leng Qingning walked in, she simply covered her mouth and nose with a sandalwood-scented handkerchief, thus blocking out most of the pungent fishy smell.
Seeing the environment in person made me feel much more at ease. Although I was walking in the filth and blood, I felt inexplicably refreshed and comfortable.
Reaching the last dungeon, a woman covered in blood lay dying on a pile of black, foul-smelling straw.
The clothes on his body were covered with blood clots, making it impossible to discern their original color.
Her hair was sticky and matted together.
Even his face was so dirty that his features were almost unrecognizable.
Leng Qingning strolled leisurely to the front of the prison, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
She called out lightly, as if it were a gentle breeze: "Fourth Sister? How have you been?"
The woman lying on the stinky hay fluttered her eyelids at the sound, raised her hand to brush aside the sticky hair covering her face, and slowly sat up.
Perhaps the injury was aggravated, for he was breathing heavily.
"you………?"
"What are you doing here?..."
Her expression was unfriendly, her eyes flashed with vigilance, and her voice was hoarse, but her eyes, filled with venom, were fixed on Leng Qingning.
Leng Qingning leaned forward, holding the nightlight, and carefully examined the blood-soaked figure, confirming that it was indeed that troublesome fourth sister.
She clicked her tongue twice before leisurely gesturing behind her.
Jingwei immediately brought out a soft stool and invited His Highness to sit down.
"hehe!"
Upon seeing this, Leng Qinghan let out a sad laugh.
She knew that the other party was putting on such a show to humiliate her greatly.
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