Feng Qingcheng's face flushed, and she hesitated.
Long Moyuan is so alluring.
This tent seems a bit cramped, doesn't it?
Besides, now that his leg is healed, if the two of them get together, won't something happen between them?
There were rumors that Prince An had a hidden illness, which made her feel at ease lying next to him.
But ever since that acupuncture session revealed that he was perfectly healthy, it's become quite difficult for her to lie down next to him.
"Ah Cheng?" Long Moyuan called her softly, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Feng Qingcheng took a deep breath and sat down next to him, but he pulled her over and she lay down in his arms.
Smelling his fragrant embrace and gazing at his outrageously handsome face, Feng Qingcheng was momentarily infatuated.
It's over.
It's over.
Her heart was pounding in her throat.
Long Moyuan, if you keep seducing me like this, I really won't be able to resist.
"Ah Cheng." Long Moyuan smiled and gently brushed the bangs from her forehead.
"Mmm." Feng Qingcheng blushed and buried her head in his chest.
She could hear his strong, forceful heartbeat.
I've missed you so much these days.
Long Moyuan lifted her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes.
His eyes are electrifying!
Feng Qingcheng said she felt an electric shock.
I feel dizzy.
Her face immediately flushed red, like a ripe apple.
“I…I know,” Feng Qingcheng stammered.
"Is there any reward?" Long Moyuan asked with a smile, his eyes shining with anticipation.
This guy is getting bolder and bolder.
Is it because he can walk again that he's starting to feel more confident?
Where did that shy, handsome young man from the Prince's mansion go?
I miss those days so much.
"Ah Yuan, your body shouldn't be subjected to strenuous exercise." Feng Qingcheng tried her best to steady herself.
The environment, the atmosphere, the red candles—it's all so captivating.
Long Moyuan leaned closer and asked innocently, "Acheng, what is strenuous exercise?"
This person is asking a question they already know the answer to. How awful!
How come I never noticed how bad he was before?
"Ah Cheng? Can you clear up my doubts?" he asked, quite seriously.
Feng Qingcheng really wanted to slap him away!
But someone's clutches tightened even more, it seemed they weren't going to let her go. "Ah Cheng?"
His voice was incredibly seductive!
Feng Qingcheng felt like she was about to burst into flames!
This guy is so handsome, just one glance from him and he's mesmerizing! And his voice is so seductive too!
It's absolutely irresistible!
"It's just what you think." Feng Qingcheng lowered her eyes shyly. "Not for the next six months."
It shouldn't be long before she reveals her identity to him, gets a divorce agreement, and then the two go their separate ways.
Let's trick him first.
"What do you mean?" Long Moyuan kissed her eyes.
Feng Qingcheng trembled. "Just like that."
"What?"
"Like that."
Feng Qingcheng noticed that her voice had become sweet and coquettish.
This guy!
"What exactly is it, Ah Cheng? I'm not a doctor, I don't understand your language." Long Moyuan grabbed her hand, his eyes burning as he looked at her.
His intentions were all too obvious.
Just like someone who is nameless and cannot control themselves.
"Our wedding night." Feng Qingcheng couldn't take it anymore and explained, her face flushed.
"Oh? So it was just my idea of a wedding night." Long Moyuan smiled, kissing her cheek, then her ear. "Acheng doesn't want that?"
Feng Qingcheng remained silent, burying her face in his hands.
Long Moyuan gently stroked her face. "But, Acheng, I can't hold back anymore, what should I do?"
Could this guy really want to stay here?
My God, it's just a tent, and there are so many people outside!
She can't do this.
"For your own health, you can't." Her voice was barely audible.
As the saying goes, "To die beneath a peony is to die a romantic death."
Long Moyuan, he's learned how to flirt!
It's over, it's over!
Feng Qingcheng felt that she had fallen for him.
But reason told her that she couldn't.
She really couldn't do the thing of sleeping with two men at the same time.
This is like having two boyfriends at the same time.
She was afraid the boat would capsize!
"A-Yuan, just bear with it."
What if I don't want to endure it?
"How about I give you acupuncture?" Feng Qingcheng said and quickly went to find silver needles.
Long Moyuan held her hand. "Acheng, I just want to do whatever I want."
Feng Qingcheng, "..."
what to do?
Long Moyuan is demanding compensation for their wedding night.
"This scene is inappropriate."
"Ah Cheng, I owe you a wedding night."
"Don't……"
Inside the space, the little pig was extremely anxious. "Master, have you lost your mind? His Highness Prince An has dragon energy. If you can cultivate with him, I guarantee you can skip several levels. You've already entered the Xuanhuang level, and your advancement will be very slow."
Xiao Long chimed in, "Yes, Master, pounce on him! As long as you cultivate together more, we can just sit back and win."
Feng Qingcheng immediately concealed the two of them.
Once you reach the Xuanhuang level, you can conceal your spirit pet.
very nice.
Imagine if Long Moyuan suddenly lost his bestial nature, wouldn't he be surrounded and watched by two sentient beings?
Just then, Long Moyuan lifted her chin and kissed her impatiently.
Feng Qingcheng's pupils widened, "..."
Is this guy serious?
He was incredibly strong; she couldn't push him away at all!
what to do?
Does she really intend to cultivate with Long Moyuan?
"Ah Cheng, concentrate, okay?" Long Moyuan bit her lip as punishment.
Soon, he shut her up from everything she wanted to say.
Wherever his hands touched, it was as if he were carrying a ball of fire, burning her all over.
...
Xiao Wangyou was the first to keep watch. He took out his bamboo flute and began to play.
A faint sadness poured out from his flute playing, like a lament!
The wind rustled the leaves.
Even the wind carried a faint sadness that night.
Even the usually lively Nanfeng grabbed a sword, ran away from the tent, and started brandishing it fiercely.
Nanfeng thought that Qingcheng and Long Moyuan were resting in a tent at the moment, and an unnamed anger had nowhere to be vented!
He got tired of dancing, so he simply threw his sword to the ground and slammed his palm hard against the stone next to him!
Because he didn't use magic, his hand was smashed and bled!
But he didn't feel any pain at all.
Why didn't he confess his feelings to Qingcheng sooner?
If he had confessed his feelings earlier, Qingcheng might have been his!
Ugh, so frustrating!
I feel like crying again!
Finally, Nanfeng couldn't hold back anymore, squatted down, and sobbed.
Don't be fooled by his carefree and smiling demeanor in public; he also experiences pain.
Ugh, especially now! That tent is such an eyesore, I really want to rip it over!
Actually, when he was at Prince An's mansion, he wanted to tear down Long Moyuan's house, but he didn't dare.
Waaah, why wasn't he bolder?
"Waaah..."
Suddenly, a guy clutching his arm rushed over and bumped into him.
"Who? Huh, Jiang Yuebai?"
Isn't this Jiang Yuebai, the pride of the Xuantian Sect?
How did he get so badly injured?
Seeing that the guy was about to faint, Nanfeng quickly hugged him, "Senior Brother? Wake up."
Jiang Yuebai collapsed into his arms and fainted.
Nanfeng was dumbfounded by this move.
Since Long Moyuan fell from grace, this guy has suddenly risen to prominence. He holds an extraordinary position in the Xuan Tian Sect, and everyone predicts that he might be the first person in Long Tai to cultivate to the Xuan Saint level.
A future big shot!
He has to curry favor with them.
If he saves Jiang Yuebai, will he then have a powerful backer to rely on?
Furthermore, he didn't want Qingcheng to sleep with Long Moyuan.
Hmph, let's just say he's bothering them!
"Qingcheng, something terrible has happened! Someone is about to die!"
Nanfeng carried the unconscious Jiang Yuebai on his back and rushed towards Long Moyuan's tent, shouting.
Inside the tent, Feng Qingcheng felt a chill on her chest as she watched Long Moyuan's demonic claws rampage...
Ahhh!
Where is this guy scratching with his claws?
This is so embarrassing!
Where is that mouth biting randomly?
Oh my god, she doesn't want to see anyone!
Feng Qingcheng reached out to stop him, but while she could shut his mouth, she couldn't stop his wandering hands.
"Qingcheng, help me!"
The sound of the south wind came.
Feng Qingcheng was greatly shocked.
"Never mind him."
Long Moyuan pulled her into his arms, his eyes filled with affection.
"Ah Cheng, I want to..."
"Don't."
Feng Qingcheng's breathing became erratic. Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, she took out silver needles and stabbed them directly into his body.
This sudden thrust brought Long Moyuan back to his senses instantly.
"Ah Yuan, I'm sorry, your body isn't suited for this." After saying that, Feng Qingcheng quickly put on her clothes. "I'll go out and take a look."
As she ran out of the tent, Long Moyuan clenched his fist. That brat Nanfeng, he's got a death wish!
"Qingcheng, this is our Xuantian Sect's senior brother, Jiang Yuebai. Look quickly, he's fainted." Seeing Feng Qingcheng come out, Nanfeng put Jiang Yuebai down, and Xiao Wangyou also came over.
Xiao Wangyou also watched it, but he didn't stop Nanfeng.
However, Feng Qingcheng was grateful to Nanfeng, because it was his interference that allowed her to escape Long Moyuan's clutches.
I never expected that the injured person would be Jiang Yuebai, the guy who supposedly has a crush on the young lady.
It's truly a case of coincidences.
I'm so tired of hearing his name these past few days.
"Let me see."
Feng Qingcheng was about to take Jiang Yuebai's pulse.
"cough!"
A clear, cold cough made her pull her hand back.
Long Moyuan emerged from the tent, his face gloomy.
Nanfeng and Xiaowangyou were astonished to see that he could walk.
"Long Moyuan, you can walk now? You're not crippled anymore?" Nanfeng rushed up and asked in surprise.
Xiao Wangyou's pupils widened as she looked at him in disbelief.
Long Moyuan walked up to Feng Qingcheng and said, "It's all thanks to Acheng."
Nanfeng felt that this guy was deliberately showing off.
"Ah Cheng, you've worked hard."
Feng Qingcheng felt a slight chill down her spine.
This guy has become quite domineering since he arrived in Duskwood.
I still miss the obedient Long Moyuan from the Prince An's Mansion.
"This guy has fainted. Let me check his pulse." Feng Qingcheng said, and was about to take his pulse, but Long Moyuan stopped her.
"Ah Cheng, you are of noble status, how can you just treat people randomly?"
Feng Qingcheng, "..."
Xiao Wangyou said, "I'll go first."
Long Moyuan pulled Feng Qingcheng aside, showing no concern whatsoever for whether the people on the ground were dead or alive.
Hmph, daring to ruin his plans, he's being merciful by not killing them.
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