Chapter 380 - Beautiful Women of King Xuan’s Manor (2/2)

Having her chin lifted up, Mo Xuetong was unable to turn her head away and decided to stare at him, and saw that he was looking at her with a mysterious smile. As they were lying on the bed, his robes were untied and his black hair was spread on the bed, complementing his extremely handsome look. He looked seductive and devious, making one’s heart thump fast involuntarily.

How could such a beautiful man exist in this world? He was like a seductive purple lotus blossoming in the dark night.

“Tong’er, is your husband handsome enough for you?” Seeing that Mo Xuetong was staring at him blankly, blus.h.i.+ng. Feng Yuran felt extremely delighted, loosening his robes even further as he glanced at her deviously. He pulled her hand to caress his handsome face, giving a seductive look as he asked mockingly.

Mo Xuetong turned sober at once as the blush on her face turned even redder. She could not help but rebut him due to the narcissistic nature of the man, especially since they were just having a serious conversation. Mo Xuetong ground her teeth and replied sarcastically, “My husband is so pretty that even a woman like me is jealous of your beauty. With your looks, you merely need to change your clothes to become an extreme beauty!”

With such thick skin and such arrogance, the more embarra.s.sed you were, the further the man would go. If you became as shameless as he was, he would tone down.

The man flicked his brows. Ignoring her comment that he looked like a woman, he smiled devilishly. “I wonder if my face is desirable for My Lady’s eyes and heart?”

Even though Feng Yuran’s face was extremely gorgeous, the well-curved features and the elegant and handsome nature was completely different from the charm of women!

“It’s easy for such a pretty face to enter anyone’s heart!” Mo Xuetong replied resentfully as she remembered that she was almost sent to another king’s manor because of this face. She then turned the hand resting on his face and pinched him hard.

“Ouch, it hurts! Since I did enter My Lady’s heart today, how about you serve me tonight?” Feng Yuran’s handsome face turned bitter as he saw that she feigned nonchalance despite her extreme embarra.s.sment, with even her jade white ears turning red. After some deep thought, he asked, with the smile on his lips turning more seductive.

“Serve him tonight?”

Suddenly, Mo Xuetong felt that she could no longer sustain a conversation with this man. His skin was so thick that her abilities could not counter him. If shamelessness were a compet.i.tion, ten of her would not be able to match up to one of him.

Mo Xuetong exerted strength and threw his hand away before pinching his hand again. This time, she ignored him and laid down on his chest, pretending to be asleep.

His laughter was m.u.f.fled at her ears. “Are you really angry?”

Mo Xuetong replied dully. “No!” There was no way she could talk to him now.

Feng Yuran explained to her gently but Mo Xuetong heard the chilly meaning hidden within. “Alright. Don’t worry, Consort Yu won’t be coming out to harm you from now on. I’ll let her stay in the palace obediently to tend to her baby. If she still has a miscarriage because of that, that’ll be the end of her life as a concubine.” He was angry!

“Is it because of me!”

A warm stream filled her heart as she rubbed her puny face against Feng Yuran’s body, feeling his softness and tenderness. “I’m sleepy. Let’s sleep for a while more.”

Feng Yuran obviously didn’t sleep for the entire night. Since she didn’t see him when she woke up last night, she deduced that he must have just come in.

Seeing her unguarded and innocent demeanor, and listening to her sweet and provocative voice, Feng Yuran found the anger residing in his chest disappeared. He always had Tong’er to accompany him. She was his wife, the one he loved. It was a great blessing that he was able to be together with the woman he loved in this life!

Hugging her soft and fragrant body tight, he rubbed his ruby red lips at her neck, feeling her skin and warm breath. He gently said without any trace of awkwardness, “Alright, I shall sleep too.”

Since Feng Yuran didn’t come back last night, Mo Xuetong didn’t have proper rest as well. Resting in his arms now and being in his fragrance embrace, she felt her eyelids became heavy as she found a comfortable position and continued sleeping.

Outside the room, the few servants were all Mo Xuetong’s close servants. They saw that the King had just entered the room and that they didn’t order them in, they knew that their masters were resting and hence retreated, whispering in fear of disturbing their masters inside.

The spring breeze blew as flowers fell gently down and branches gently swayed. Occasionally, servants smiled and giggled, peaceful and quiet.

“Sister Mo Lan, Sister Mo Lan.” Outside the garden, Mo Yu hurried in, pulling a corner of her long skirt up. As she was anxious, her voice changed as if she was frightened. When she entered the door, she stumbled on the threshold. If not for the fact that she grabbed onto the door frame, she would have fallen.

“What happened? Why in such a hurry?” Mo Lan put his hand on her lips, signaling for her to lower her voice before chiding her gently.

Seeing Mo Lan’s actions, Mo Yu took two deep breaths. Wiping the sweat off her face, she lowered her voice and replied, “Sister Mo Lan, something happened in the manor. Old Sir would like our lady to take a look.”

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