Feng Qingcheng trembled slightly in Long Moyuan's arms. She seemed to have forgotten how to think, nor did she want to. Instinctively, she hugged his head.
She smelled his faint fragrance and felt his burning breath...
She felt that she was drunk.
She was really drunk.
Her eyes were misty and watery, her face was flushed, her eyelashes were wet, tiny beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, and her lips were slightly parted, revealing her tender and moist tongue.
This version of Feng Qingcheng is a blend of innocence and allure.
It made him really itchy to try it!
Unable to contain his emotions, Long Moyuan bit her lips even more frantically, his tongue entwining with hers somewhat roughly.
She trembled slightly as she received his kiss, her eyelashes growing increasingly wet...
...
Finally, Feng Qingcheng felt a chill in her chest and hurriedly pushed Long Moyuan away.
Oh my god, how embarrassing!
She and Long Moyuan found themselves unable to control their feelings for each other.
If she hadn't withdrawn in time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
My God, that's terrifying.
She can be so cocky!
She hurriedly straightened her clothes.
Wait a minute, isn't Long Moyuan supposed to be unable to have sex?
When she took his pulse, she dared not look at his hidden ailment in that area.
"Ah Cheng, I'm sorry." Long Moyuan's hoarse voice came from behind.
Feng Qingcheng originally wanted to leave, but then she remembered that this guy's legs were covered in silver needles.
Fortunately, there's only one last step left: removing the needle.
Feng Qingcheng blushed as she removed all the silver needles for him.
Looking at a certain spot on him, Feng Qingcheng's pupils widened.
The ancients have deceived me!
Who said this guy is impotent?
Damn it, liars, they're all big liars!
"You need to calm down now, and don't think about things you shouldn't be thinking about," Feng Qingcheng threatened shyly.
"Okay," someone replied in a hoarse and shy voice.
Feng Qingcheng then applied acupuncture to several acupoints on Long Moyuan's body to reduce his lust, which finally managed to suppress the passion surging within him.
Long Moyuan was so ashamed that he dared not look at her again.
Feng Qingcheng thought that this guy was quite pitiful. Originally, the young lady was his bride, and the two of them should have been enjoying the treatment of newlyweds on this day. But the young lady was killed by Feng Qingran, and she, a lonely ghost, was attached to the young lady's body.
We cannot give him the marital bliss he desires.
We need to perform this acupuncture three more times tomorrow. We can't just stand by and watch Long Moyuan get emotional every time and remain unmoved, can we?
Oh, what a worry!
Feng Qingcheng was truly distressed.
"Ah Cheng, I'm sorry."
"It's nothing, just a kiss. I'm your queen, it's only right, it's only right," Feng Qingcheng said generously, her cheeks burning again.
"I...I will restrain myself in the future."
Feng Qingcheng covered him with the blanket. "Everyone has emotions and desires, which is normal. There's no need to suppress your feelings. It's just that your body doesn't allow it right now. We'll talk about it when you're better."
"Ah Cheng, I'm sorry you had to go through this." Long Moyuan held her hand and looked at her with deep affection.
here we go again.
Sigh, this guy is so handsome, he's practically an enticement to commit crimes.
She insisted on sleeping with him anyway.
She was terrified that she would transform into a wolf and devour Long Moyuan completely.
Feng Qingcheng avoided his burning gaze and subtly withdrew her hand from his. "A Yuan, go to sleep."
Long Moyuan sighed, "A-Yuan, now that Nanfeng and Xiao Wangyou have both arrived, I'm quite scared."
Is this guy afraid that I'll cheat on him and make him a cuckold?
Feng Qingcheng feigned ignorance, "What is A Yuan afraid of?"
“Nanfeng and Xiaowangyou are both very talented. I’m afraid Acheng might like them.”
"How could that be? In my heart, A-Yuan is the best." Feng Qingcheng was afraid he wouldn't believe her, so she took his hand. "You have to believe in our love."
These words were spoken on behalf of the young lady.
She couldn't bear to see Prince An, whom the young lady loved, heartbroken.
Having taken over someone else's body, how can one not treat their relatives well and show respect to their husband?
She will reveal her identity to Long Moyuan once he recovers.
Just ask him to give you a divorce agreement.
Long Moyuan continued, "But I have now become a useless person and am no longer worthy of Acheng. Only the most outstanding young man on the continent is worthy of Acheng."
"Stop talking nonsense. In my heart, you are the best. Besides, I can cure your leg ailment, so please don't give up on yourself."
"So what? Even if he can walk, he can't even beat an ordinary person. He's just a piece of trash. How can he protect my Acheng?"
"At worst, I'll teach you the method of borrowing spirits, and maybe you can start cultivating it again in the future."
Seeing that she was very excited and that a thin layer of sweat had appeared on her forehead, Long Moyuan reached out and wiped it with his sleeve. "Acheng, it's good that you have this intention. Not everyone can learn this kind of spirit borrowing technique. Be good and go to sleep."
A hint of sadness flashed across Long Moyuan's face, and she was unconsciously affected by his emotions.
She shyly kissed his cheek. "A-Yuan, goodnight."
It was just a comforting kiss.
She wanted to help Long Moyuan become more confident, as this would aid his recovery.
Long Moyuan touched the kiss on his cheek, feeling a flame burning there.
Acheng.
He smiled and closed his eyes.
The next morning.
Feng Qingcheng still gets up for her morning run as usual, and also takes the most disadvantaged people to exercise.
Xiao Wangyou and Zhuge Nanfeng also got up and joined her team.
For people at the bottom of society, these two are simply extraordinary.
The fact that the two young masters were so outstanding, yet still trained with them without showing any disdain, inspired everyone and made them train even harder.
They grew to like and respect Feng Qingcheng more and more.
Feng Qingcheng also summoned Wu Fu, indicating that she wanted to give a raise to the lowest-ranking servants.
If we can't provide them with resources, at least let them earn a little more money in their pockets. That would make everyone feel more at ease.
Wu Fu looked troubled.
"What's wrong?" Feng Qingcheng asked.
Wu Fu said, “Your Highness, you may not know this, but since the Prince suffered from a leg ailment, the income of the dozen or so shops in the Prince An’s mansion has not been good and has been in a state of loss. Now the expenses of the servants are all covered by the Prince’s own salary.”
"No way? The Prince An's mansion is really this poor?"
"Your Highness, please keep your voice down. It's because the Master lacks the energy. If he could personally manage these dozen or so stores, they would definitely be profitable."
"Couldn't he hire some people to help manage the shop?"
"When I was at my peak, people were scrambling to curry favor with me. Now that I'm down on my luck, they've all run away. Those who didn't run away were poached by the Crown Prince with huge sums of money and resources."
As the saying goes, people always strive for higher positions.
Not to mention talented people.
The world is a cold and indifferent place; they can't be blamed for their struggle for survival.
Feng Qingcheng said, "If I survive to return from the Twilight Forest, please take me to see these shops."
Wu Fu was overjoyed. "I've heard that the Princess Consort is quite adept at managing business. In that case, our Prince's business is saved."
The young lady was a shrewd businesswoman before, and many of the Feng family's businesses had received her guidance. She also personally taught Feng Qingran the things that needed to be considered when doing business.
In the past six months, Feng Qingran has made the Feng family business more and more successful thanks to her guidance.
In addition, with the titles of "Goddess" and "Future Crown Princess," others have to give the Feng family face.
Feng Qingcheng was training in the elite gym in the morning, but she was clearly a little distracted.
Everyone was very careful to let her pass, afraid of hurting even a single hair on her head.
Even Dan Yue, who had secured good resources, voluntarily gave them to her.
However, she politely declined.
She can't use her spiritual power in front of everyone right now because she wants to hone her swordsmanship.
But surprisingly, no one dared to actually fight her; it was incredibly boring.
"Qingcheng, what's wrong?" Zhuge Nanfeng noticed that she was unhappy, so he handed her a pot of water and asked.
Feng Qingcheng took the water and gulped it down.
"Ah Feng, do you have any money?"
Nanfeng said, "I don't have any. I only have one tael of silver on me right now. Wufu is richer than me."
This poor kid.
"Your family won't give you money? The Zhuge family is quite wealthy, isn't it?"
"Hmph, after having a big fight with my family, I declared that I would be self-reliant and would no longer spend a single penny of the family's money."
That's very ambitious!
However, as the illegitimate son of the Zhuge family, he would not have had a good life in the family if he had not been accepted by the Xuantian Sect.
Look, even the young master of a big family isn't doing well.
Not to mention Nanfeng, even she, as the eldest daughter of the family, lived a life worse than a dog when she fell on hard times.
"That's ambitious." Feng Qingcheng's mood suddenly improved.
Zhuge Nanfeng quietly asked, "Qingcheng, now that you are the Princess Consort of the Prince of An's Mansion, you must keep a firm grip on the money. In case Long Moyuan changes his mind one day, you won't end up with nothing."
This guy, she's newlywed, and he actually says such unlucky things?
How he wished the young lady would suffer!
"roll."
Nanfeng said aggrievedly, "What I said is true. Long Moyuan is cunning and ruthless. Besides, he's crippled and useless now. You have to plan for yourself. You can't just hang on to him and wait to die for the rest of your life."
Feng Qingcheng drew her longsword. "Nanfeng, let's fight."
Finally, Nanfeng was chased and beaten by Feng Qingcheng, and he kept dodging.
When Feng Qingcheng finally got tired of fighting, Xiao Wangyou walked up to her and asked, "Aqing, are you unhappy?"
Feng Qingcheng shook her head. "No."
Xiao Wangyou said with certainty, "I felt it."
Feng Qingcheng looked at him, her childhood friend who had grown up with the young lady. In his eyes, there was a kind of emotion that she couldn't understand.
His identity has always been a mystery. All that is known is that he was an orphan who was raised by a wealthy businessman because of his exceptional talent.
As for the name of that wealthy businessman, no one knows.
He didn't even have a name.
His older sister had asked him before why he didn't even have a name. He just smiled and said that a name is just a label, and a smile is enough to ease his worries.
Therefore, he gave himself the nickname: Laughing Forgets Worries.
Today, he is known as the Poison Master.
"Acheng, this is a peace charm I got from a temple. It contains magic. If you encounter any danger, just open the charm and I will come to save you immediately." Xiao Wangyou said, handing her a peace charm.
Feng Qingcheng knew that this kind of magic required one to devoutly pluck a lock of their own hair and cast a spell on it in order to have this kind of sensation.
If this magic isn't done properly, it can cause you to lose stars.
Xiao Wangyou actually went to such lengths for her own sake.
She's wearing another man's hair; what will Long Moyuan think? Will Wuming be extremely jealous if he finds out?
"Ah Cheng, tomorrow's journey to the Twilight Forest is fraught with danger. Here you go."
Without a word, Xiao Wangyou shoved the item into her hand.
Feng Qingcheng felt that the thing in her hand was very hot.
"It's time for A-Yuan's acupuncture treatment. I'm going back now."
She fled in a panic.
Xiao Wangyou watched her departing figure and smiled.
When Dan Yue and the others saw that the princess had accepted Xiao Wangyou's things, they couldn't help but worry about their master.
Previously, he looked down on the princess.
Now I'm worried that Nanfeng and Xiaowangyou will steal the princess away.
This is really worrying me.
Dan Yue and the others said that once the two helped the Queen bring back the Demon Emperor Grass from the Twilight Forest, they would find a way to get rid of them.
From now on, no one who is a rival in love with the prince will be allowed to stay overnight in the prince's mansion.
Inviting a wolf into the house is terrifying.
Feng Qingcheng tossed the peace charm given to her by Xiao Wangyou into her spatial storage.
She began to give Long Moyuan acupuncture.
This is my third acupuncture session today.
In the morning and at noon, she would put Long Moyuan to sleep before pricking him, not wanting him to have any reaction.
At this moment, Long Moyuan opened his eyes wide and looked at her, making it impossible for her to target his sleeping acupoint.
"Acheng, I promise I can hold back this time," Long Moyuan promised.
Ah, once the lust takes hold, how can anyone resist?
Well, we'll see how it goes. If he really can't take it anymore, we'll just prick his sleeping acupoint with a needle.
An hour later, Feng Qingcheng was covered in sweat from exhaustion.
Fortunately, Long Moyuan managed to restrain himself.
His handsome face flushed crimson from holding it in.
There was still an hour left before it ended, and Feng Qingcheng couldn't bear to see him in such discomfort, so she acupunctured his sleeping acupoint.
“Ah Cheng, you…” Long Moyuan looked at her with some helplessness.
"Get a good night's sleep."
Another hour passed.
Feng Qingcheng finally managed to pull out all the silver needles.
She summoned Wu Fu and instructed him to give Long Moyuan acupuncture treatments on time while he was away.
It was just a few acupoints, and Wu Fu quickly memorized them.
"Remember, take it once in the morning, once at noon, and once in the evening. Don't skip it."
Wu Fu nodded.
Feng Qingcheng took a bath in the public bathhouse, and then happily snuggled into bed.
She needs to get a good night's sleep. She's going to the Twilight Forest tomorrow morning, and if she's lucky, she might hunt down a few high-level magical beasts to have as a treat.
Life seemed pretty good, and she couldn't wait to get started.
“A Yuan”.
Just as Feng Qingcheng was about to blow out the candles, Long Moyuan woke up.
Feng Qingcheng asked, "Where do you feel unwell?"
Long Moyuan reached under the pillow and took out a talisman. "Keep this on your person. Open it if you encounter danger."
Feng Qingcheng, "..."
Xiao Wangyou gave her one, and Long Moyuan also gave her one?
"It's connected to me; it's a blessing I prayed for you when I had spiritual power. Although I don't have spiritual power now, if you encounter danger, I will send someone to rescue you immediately."
"Okay, thank you, A-Yuan. I'll keep it on my waist and make sure it's never out of my sight, okay?"
The gifts from big spenders can't be taken lightly.
"I'm glad Acheng doesn't mind."
"How could that be? Anything that A-Yuan gives me, even if it's just dirt, I will treasure it."
Feng Qingcheng felt that she could lie very easily.
“Ah Cheng, I’m sorry to trouble you by following me.”
here we go again.
Is this guy addicted to apologizing?
Feng Qingcheng blew out the candle. "Go to sleep. If you feel sleepy in the middle of the night, just call me and I'll get you a chamber pot."
"good."
That night, Feng Qingcheng had a sweet dream.
She dreamt that she became the empress of the mainland, surrounded by several handsome men, and she was overjoyed.
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