Xuan Mingye found Qian Youxue's blushing face quite adorable, and pressed her down beneath him once more: "I'm waiting to be drained dry by you. If you don't know how, I can teach you."
"You... bastard, get out of here!" Qian Youxue tried her best to push him away, but found that she couldn't exert any force at all.
Left with no other choice, she could only weakly say, "It's broad daylight; it wouldn't be good if the servants saw us."
"This is my royal residence. I can do whatever I want with it. If anyone dares to gossip, I'll make sure they can't speak anymore." Xuan Mingye chuckled playfully. It felt so good to be so close to her. He took a deep breath and smelled her familiar scent. He had been having insomnia for several days. He was sure he would sleep soundly with her in his arms.
Men are all pigs who only think with their lower bodies!
Qian Youxue dared not say these words aloud, and could only curse in her heart. The pleasant scent emanating from him filled her nostrils, and fearing she might become infatuated, she bit her lip.
However, she didn't know that the way she bit her lip had become an allure to a certain devilish man.
"My queen is so beautiful!" Xuan Mingye admired her like a beautiful painting, and couldn't help but give her a light kiss on her rosy cheeks.
Her scent was so sweet, irresistible. Yet, this woman harbored feelings for someone else. Thinking of this, his spirits plummeted. He leaned closer and said mischievously, "You told me before, Leng Xue, that the poison your brother Qian Bowen suffered from is similar to mine, isn't that right?"
Why did he suddenly ask this?
Qian Youxue had a bad feeling. Did this bastard know that she wanted to get her hands on the White Tiger's blood?
Xuan Mingye didn't miss the panic that flashed in Qian Youxue's eyes. A wicked smile curled at the corners of his lips. He brushed a strand of hair from her forehead and spoke again unhurriedly, "You know this poison of mine; the medicinal ingredients it requires are extraordinary. If your brother is also poisoned by this, those precious ingredients will likely be useful, won't they?"
"Can you be more direct about what you're trying to say?" Qian Youxue hated being threatened and glared fiercely at Xuan Mingye.
hehe……
Xuan Mingye chuckled again, reluctantly releasing the little fairy in his arms. He rolled over and lay on the bed, lazily commanding, "My legs are numb. Massage my legs."
Fuck your sister!
They clearly want to use her as a servant, yet they make so many excuses.
Qian Youxue was unwilling, but she couldn't say anything. She gritted her teeth, glared at Xuan Mingye, and obediently massaged his long legs as a servant.
"Gently, are you trying to murder your husband?" Xuan Mingye's eyes widened as Qian Youxue struck him hard. How could this girl have such a strong grip?
Qian Youxue relaxed her body and loosened her grip slightly, then heard someone speak again.
"Too light, make it heavier, make it heavier!" Xuan Mingye said with disdain.
Qian Youxue glared angrily at Xuan Mingye, then pushed him hard, sending the unsuspecting monster crashing to the ground.
Hahaha……
Seeing his disheveled appearance, she threw her head back and burst into laughter.
She doesn't hide her joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness; how many women in the world can do that? He, Xuan Mingye, is a dignified War King, yet she fears neither power nor wealth; where can you find another woman like her?
Xuan Mingye stared blankly at the happy Qian Youxue, and seeing her smile brightened his mood considerably.
"Is he stupid from being kicked by me?" Qian Youxue looked at the devilish man sitting on the ground grinning foolishly, and worriedly got out of bed to help him up.
Seeing someone reach out, Xuan Mingye unceremoniously pulled her into his arms again, tightly encircling her slender waist, and asked affectionately, "If one day I really become stupid, will you leave me?"
hehe……
Qian Youxue smiled coldly and retorted, "If one day I were to become the foolish and ugly Miss Qian I used to be, would Your Highness accept it?"
“I accept. In this lifetime, no matter what you become, I will stay by your side.” Xuan Mingye answered Qian Youxue’s words with conviction, but to his surprise, he was met with a cold laugh from Qian Youxue.
Having lived two lives, Qian Youxue had seen all kinds of men, and she believed that some things were predestined. However, when fate brings someone into your life, it depends on whether the other person knows how to cherish it.
She rolled up her sleeve, revealing the phoenix tail mark, and voiced her long-held suspicion: "The prince keeps me locked up by his side not only to treat your illness, but probably for other reasons as well, right?"
Xuan Mingye frowned, his face full of displeasure, and said, "If I really wanted it, do you think you could take it?"
"Really?" Qian Youxue clearly didn't believe Xuan Mingye's words. If he truly had the ability to activate the spirit scroll, why would he wait for her appearance?
"Believe it or not!" Xuan Mingye didn't explain further, slowly releasing his grip on Qian Youxue's hand, and said slowly, "If you want to save your brother, then do as I ask and be a good Princess Consort. Don't be fooled by the current peace; those people's commotion is about to begin."
Those people, the Empress, or the Mastermind?
Qian Youxue felt that Xuan Mingye should have more than just these two enemies. However, these two enemies alone were already very powerful. If the others were added, wouldn't she, as the War King's consort, be in big trouble?
Seeing that Qian Youxue's expression was not good, Xuan Mingye was worried that he would scare her away, so he quickly added, "As long as you don't come to the Prince's Mansion, those people won't dare to cause trouble."
How is that possible?
She didn't want to be a caged bird; she had to go and gain experience.
Qian Youxue stood up, dusted herself off, and said coldly, "No matter what you say, you can't restrict my freedom, otherwise, I'll go on strike."
"Alright, but you must tell me where you're going, and I'll send people to protect you." Xuan Mingye willingly took a step back, but Qian Youxue's words almost made him vomit blood.
Qian Youxue glanced at Xuan Mingye with disdain and said rudely, "Apart from Leng Xue, who among your men can rival Yun He?"
Well……
Xuanming Ye was speechless. The people in the manor were no match for Yunhe, that little girl. If he wasn't mistaken, even if Yunhe wasn't at the Martial Emperor level, she was not far from it.
Seeing Xuanming Ye devour Cang's food, Qian Youxue pouted haughtily and walked outside in a very good mood.
Before he could take a step, Xuan Mingye's voice rang in his ears again: "No matter how powerful Yunhe is, you only have one Yunhe, but I have more than one follower like Leng Xue."
What's the meaning?
This is to tell her that besides being cold-blooded, he has someone even more powerful by his side. That person is none other than Uncle Long; who is he trying to scare?
Qian Youxue ignored her and walked out on her own.
As soon as everyone left, Xuan Mingye summoned Leng Xue and the others inside. Leng Xue saw that the princess came out looking unwell, and knew that it must be bad news. This time, summoning them in probably meant something unfortunate was going to happen.
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