C68 (1/2)

When another wave of imperial guards passed by, the figure disappeared in a flash.

Feng'er stood in front of the brazier, her eyes changing unpredictably. She was considering what kind of incense she should throw in order to prevent herself from falling into the crisis of her wedding.

A hand embraced her from behind.

A light breath came from his neck, accompanied by his unique Qi, it spread to her body along with his body temperature, causing her to close her eyes. Her fluttering eyelashes revealed that she was not calm at all.

”You …”

A delicate moan sounded. She moaned weakly.

With a twist of his long tongue, he nibbled at her neck. ”You missed me!”

The hand on his waist slightly closed. He wrapped his thoughts in this kiss.

Feng'er's body trembled, and she turned around, the excitement in her eyes vanishing in a flash, replaced by a faint, mocking look. ”That's right. How could I not think of my beloved Master? However, I am curious as to why you would come in wearing such clothes. ”

What Xuanyuan Qiyuan was wearing was the clothes of a eunuch from the palace. No matter what, this was the Imperial Palace. He must have snuck in with the help of the palace's inner circle.

Holding her in his arms, he slowly calmed down. She faintly looked at her, ”I want to change clothes and play with my new identity.” Just like you, disciple, we are going to change into the queen's clothes and play big. ”

His smile was gentle and his eyes were calm. He was like this, hidden in a merciless mask. It made her feel extremely angry just by looking at him.

Pushing him away, she walked to the side of the chair, her chin propped up as she stared at the stove. ”Master won't just come here to watch your disciple wear empress clothes, right?” Ye Zichen looked up with a look of interest on his face, while slyness flashed across his eyes. Don't tell me that you, Master, want me to enter the bridal room with you. Could it be that Master is going to enlighten disciple on how to become a true woman? ”

That pair of crystal clear eyes stared playfully at Xuanyuan Qiyuan, as if he was her prey.

This type of girl, it had to be said, was very seductive and could easily arouse a man's desire to conquer her.

Xuanyuan QIyuan lifted her somewhat thin chin and gently stroked it with two fingers. You want one, disciple? As a master, I naturally have this reason for you. I've been disturbing you with good things last time. I heard that you've been talking about my bad points nonstop. This time, I will compensate you with a bridal room! ”

She snuggled into his arms. Her words were gentle like water, but the way she said it was as if she wanted him to die right there and then. ”It's obviously true that words don't mean what they say, but it sounds so unpleasant. Master, you are truly a heartless person. I didn't expect that when you came to Daxia, you would be the last person to see me instead of the first. You took care of every single one of my guards and maids, but I was the one you neglected the most. Sigh, outsiders who don't know are envious of their disciple, saying that he has a good teacher. But, Master, you should be more clear about the truth than anyone else! ”

Undisguised jealousy, Xuanyuan QIyuan laughed heartily upon hearing this. He did not deny that he had seen Mayflower or that he had gone to them first.

He took out a jade bottle from his bosom, ”Burn this bottle. I believe that you will be able to witness a good show in a moment!”

The jade bottle in his hand was very small, and was made from high-quality jade. There was a bit of pink pearl powder inside, it seemed like this man came here specially for him.

He did not abandon himself to that half-old man. In her heart, a trace of warmth flowed out from the previously cold place. However, when she raised her head again, there was only a mocking smile in her eyes. You won't let my husband sleep for half a day, will you? Alas, to think of the man who could be my husband was both pitiful and distressing. ”She was actually going to be put on a beautiful green hat, hehe …

She did not dare to loudly joke around. She could only cover her mouth and laugh. Her pair of intelligent eyes kept on sliding back and forth. Her gaze also intentionally remained in Xuanyuan Qiyuan's private areas.

Ye Zichen frowned. Just as he wanted to scold her, he heard a wave of footsteps from outside. Feng Er's expression changed. She wanted to turn around and pull him into hiding. Unexpectedly, his hand missed and he turned around, only to discover that there was no one behind him. If not for the fact that the side window was gently shaking, she would have suspected that all of this was real.

She quickly covered her head with the red bridal veil and sat down obediently.

Just as he finished putting on the hood, the door was slammed open with a bang, and a monstrous smell of alcohol rushed into the room along with the wind and snow.

”Little... ”Little Eleven …” ”I'm here. Come, let me kiss you.” I'm here. Let me kiss you. Where is it? ”Where is he?!”