Volume 1: Regent's Stormy Weather 033

  Feng Ao Tian could feel the stiffness of Ye Wei Xi, her beautiful eyes were filled with mist, staring blankly at her, and as she touched his lips, she felt incredibly soft, like high-quality cream, smooth and sweet. Her hands couldn't help but invade every inch of his sleek skin, leaving behind marks one by one.

  Soft as silk, sweet scent between lips, made her reluctant to let go. She narrowed her eyes, turned around, and the two fell into bed together.

  Ye Mei was still immersed in shock, she really kissed his lips, all the men who had been favored by her before were always facing away from her, how could they be so intimately pressed under her body, so close to each other's skin, and so intimately kissing his lips.

  Feng Ao Tian lightly bit his lips, as if savoring a delicate and fragrant pastry, making her feel that the man beneath her was truly a born treasure, anyone would have the urge to violate him, and recklessly crush him.

  Ye Wei Hui suddenly felt a pang in his heart, it was the first time he had been kissed so gently by someone, although it was a man, but his heart flashed with a hint of melancholy.

  His body was originally a tool, from an early age, he was used as a pawn for survival, trained to be a demon who could charm the masses. He firmly believed that his good looks and demeanor would make even women feel inferior, but in the end, he couldn't escape the shackles of fate, being betrayed by his most trusted family members, having his martial arts skills crippled, and being thrown into that despicable brothel. Now, to redeem himself, he was forced to come and please a man, thinking about it made his heart feel bitter.

  His body only needs to be slightly provoked, and he will sensitively emit a low hum. He has now become as soft as a spring water, his beautiful eyes are filled with tears, gazing at Feng Ao Tian who is carefully kissing his lips. A crystal tear drop falls from the corner of his eye, falling onto the bed, shining with a faint light.

  Feng Ao Tian's emotions were all gathered in his eyes, and he fiercely bit down on his lips until blood oozed out before she let go. His already tender and luscious lips now seemed even more ravishingly beautiful, making one unable to help but want to indulge in destroying them utterly.

  She lifted the brocade quilt and covered him with it, her fingers tracing his blood-stained red lips, while her other hand untied his hair knot. His silky black hair scattered on the bed, she pointed to his lips, "This place, besides you, who else has touched?"

  At night, Mei Xing stared at Feng Ao Tian, with a moment of daze. What he cared more about was why he had shed tears just now. He hurriedly hid the sorrowful emotions in his heart and smiled charmingly, "Master, my body belongs only to you."

  "You'd better remember what I said today, if in the future, except for me, if anyone else touches your body, touches where, I will bite down on that part of flesh one mouthful at a time." Feng Ao Tian leaned forward, gently adding the blood from his lips into his own mouth, "Did you hear clearly?"

  She gazed at Feng Ao Tian with her beautiful eyes, not daring to believe it, and a charming smile played on the corner of her mouth. She said in a soft voice, "In my heart, there is only you, Master." As she spoke, she stretched out her slender arm from under the quilt and grasped Feng Ao Tian's sleeve.

  Phoenix proudly looked up at the sky, her eyes slightly narrowed. A sly and cunning look flashed across her face as she gazed at the men standing beside her. They were all extraordinary individuals, not ordinary people. The Night Demon in front of her was a complete demon, yet he had been stripped of his martial arts skills and willingly submitted to her. Moreover, he was clearly involved in the plot to poison her, although he wasn't the mastermind, but an accomplice. She wanted to see who was behind him.

  Ye Mei's eyes flashed with an unpredictable gloom, and his heart skipped a beat at this expression, which was indistinguishable in its subtlety, leaving him bewildered.

  At this time, the two were lying on the bed, Feng Ao Tian stroking his hair with one hand and pinching his wrist with the other, seemingly teasing him but actually feeling his pulse to estimate when he would lose his martial arts skills and how much he could recover.

  When Mu Hanjin woke up, he found himself lying safely in his own room. Leng Qianye had just finished bathing and stepped into the inner hall. When she saw Mu Hanjin awake, a gentle voice with a hint of thickness sounded, "You're awake?"

  "Hmm." Mu Hanjin looked at Leng Qianye, flashing a hint of surprise, but more was delight, "Big Brother Qianye, you came to see me?"

  "No, I'm staying here." Leng Qianye looked at Mu Hanjin, "The Regent restored my martial arts skills and let me recover from my injuries in Qinghui Hall."

  "This is the best it can be, Elder Qianye. You may rest assured and recover from your injuries here." Mu Hanjin didn't know why the Regent King would release Leng Qianye and even restore his martial arts abilities, allowing him to recuperate at Qinghui Hall. Now that he had awoken, it was time for him to head to the palace.

  "Good." Leng Qianye had changed into a moon-white long shirt, his black hair tied up with a jade ribbon. Compared to Mu Hanjin's elegance, he was even more extraordinary and refined. His handsome face was silent, as if he were a celestial being who had walked out of a painting, ethereal and otherworldly.

  "Master, you're awake." The little eunuch who was specially serving him stepped into the Qinghui Pavilion with a happy face and saw Leng Qianye there. He first slightly bowed and then stood to one side.

  Mo Hanjin looked at Huan Xi, thinking about what had happened before he fell asleep. Wasn't he in the imperial carriage? Why was he here now? He then remembered Feng Ao Tian's icy fingers tracing every inch of his skin, and suddenly understood that she had been massaging him to relieve the fatigue of the night. His thoughts stirred, and he realized that she also had a considerate and gentle side. Thinking this, his face slightly reddened as he looked at Huan Xi, "How did I end up in the pavilion?"

  "It was the king who carried you back, personally putting you down and ordering me to take good care of you. He then left in a hurry." Huan Xi was delighted to see the regent at first, but it was clear that she had been startled. Only after the regent hastily departed did she let out a sigh of relief.

  Mo Hanjin lowered his head, suppressing the unusual glint in his eyes, and said, "Help me get cleaned up."

  "Yes." Delighted, she didn't dare delay and immediately attended to Mu Hanjin's grooming.

  Leng Qianye clearly sensed the difference in Mu Hanjin, but what could he do? In these two years, he could imagine Mu Hanjin's situation. The once proud and arrogant Mu Hanjin no longer existed. Now, he was just a male concubine confined to the deep palace courtyard. Thinking of this, his hand clenched into a fist in his sleeve, and a cold glint flashed in his indifferent eyes.

  After Mo Hanjin rearranged her hair, she headed towards the bedroom. In the corridor, she coincidentally ran into Lan Junshu who was on his way to the bedroom to ask for the token to leave the mansion. It had only been a day, but it seemed like there was a subtle rift between them, with neither of them speaking up.

  As the two of them arrived at the gate of the bedroom, Old Man Feng was just about to report when they heard the charming and seductive voice of Ye Niang, "Master, you bit me so hard..."

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