C401 (1/2)

Chapter 401 - Returning to the Capital (2)

His lips were almost touching her ear, and his nose was filled with the fragrance of Xuanyuan Shishi's body. Waves upon waves of turmoil stirred his heart, causing his throat to quiver.

Her eyes were filled with lust.

It was not the look in her brother's eyes when he looked at her, but the look of a wolf who had taken a fancy to a female wolf …

Xuanyuan Shou'er did not dare move. Hearing Xuanyuan Wushang's words, her gaze turned heavy.

”Royal brother …” His request made her feel somewhat embarrassed, but for some reason, she couldn't reject it. Your servant sister understands. ”

”Very good!” Xuanyuan Wushang evilly smiled, but his hand gently brushed past Xuanyuan Xuanyuan Shishi's cheek. After that, he placed his hand by his nose and took a sniff of her fragrance. ”Little Sister, you're really fragrant …”

As he spoke, he inched closer towards Xuanyuan Shishi.

His hand seemed about to reach into Xuanyuan Shishi's chest. For some reason, even though Xuanyuan Shou'er knew it wasn't good, her mind still felt muddled. Everything before her began to blur.

His breathing quickened as a strange dark rainbow appeared on his face.

Xuanyuan Wushang held onto the towering breasts of Xuanyuan Shishi and he couldn't help but rub them hard.

When Xuanyuan Shou'er's trusted aide saw this, his brows furrowed together. She thought for a moment before clenching her teeth and pretending to trip over something as she slammed the door open.

Xuanyuan Wushang was shocked!

He quickly retracted his hand and saw that it was a servant girl.

In this moment of shock, Xuanyuan Shishi seemed to have regained consciousness. She looked at Xuanyuan Wushang blankly, then looked at the servant who was lying on the ground and quickly got up, kneeling and begging for forgiveness.

”What's wrong?”

Xuanyuan Wushang could only glare bitterly at the servant girl, and after saying a few words to Xuanyuan Mi'er to help her recuperate, he hurriedly left. Returning to his own room, Xuanyuan Wushang's anger was hard to quell. He grabbed a maid from the entrance and closed the door with a ”bang”, allowing him to hear the sound of silk being torn.

Then came the court lady's pleas for mercy.

Then the clatter of the seats, and then the crackling of flesh against flesh.

On the morning of the second day, when Xuanyuan Wushang got up to leave, that maid couldn't even stand steadily on her feet.

She suddenly fell down from the bed and sat on the ground. Behind her, there was a row of bloody wounds. Not far away from her, there was a chair's horn that had been forcefully broken. The end of the chair's leg was covered in blood.

Jin Yulie sent someone to bring Xuanyuan Shou'er to Imperial Palace.

Strangely, the moment she entered Imperial Palace, her condition gradually improved.

In a small hut in Capital, Mu Yanran was waiting for the good news that the medicine slave brought him.

However, Lei Huo had already returned. He whispered in Mu Yanran's ears: ”Chunyu Feng wants to see you.”

”Let's wait for the medicine slave to bring the news before we go see him!”

It was the same Sleeping Moon Tower. It was the same room.

Chunyu Feng had already been waiting for a long time. When he saw Mu Yanran rushing over with light footsteps, he realized that her body was still as light as ever. If not for the scar on her face, she would still be that natural born beauty.