Chapter 59 Who Enters the Bridal Chamber

  But Ling Feng knew that no matter what Xuan Yuan Che wanted to do at this moment, no matter how he wanted to treat her, she had to go over there. Otherwise, it would only further enrage him. It was very likely that she and Murong Lingyun were in grave danger.

  Her left foot lifted lightly, just about to step out, but was again pulled back tightly by Murong Lingyun. The hand holding hers tightened even more, the sweat seeping from his palm completely wetting both their hands. At this moment, the tighter he held on, the more slippery it became, causing Murong Lingyun's already suspended heart to tighten even further.

  "Xuanyuan Chen, what do you want to do? I've already made it clear just now, none of this has anything to do with her." Murong Lingyun really didn't dare let go, he was afraid, afraid of Xuanyuan Chen's terrifying face at that moment, and even more afraid of Xuanyuan Chen's clenched fist heading towards Lingfeng's neck.

  So he didn't dare to let Lingfeng pass, although he also knew that his current behavior would only infuriate Xuan Yuan Chen even more. But compared to what had happened before, this was nothing. Just the fact that he had taken Lingfeng out on their wedding night was enough to make Xuan Yuan Chen's anger burn, and it was enough to arouse his hatred and murderous intent. What's more, if Lingfeng followed Xuan Yuan Chen back now and then let him discover that Lingfeng wasn't innocent... the consequences... he really didn't dare to imagine.

  So at this moment, no matter what, he had to stop Xuan Yuan Che from taking Ling Feng back.

  Xuan Yuan Chen smiled coldly, his eyes scanning Mu Rong Ling Yun before turning back to Ling Feng, half-true and half-false, "If I'm not mistaken, she is my queen." His words paused for a moment, the corner of his mouth curled up in a cold smile with a hint of deeper meaning. He then turned his cold gaze back to Mu Rong Ling Yun, intentionally asking, "So, General Mu Rong, what do you think I want to do?" The cold tone was deliberately laced with ambiguity, making Mu Rong Ling Yun's heart increasingly shocked and painful.

  Her cold eyes gazed at Murong Lingyun, who was tightly holding her hand. Her eyes suddenly sank, and she said with a cold sneer, "What? General Murong won't even let his sister have a wedding night without him by her side?" The sly, cold laughter and half-true, half-false mockery made the temperature in the room rise again.

  "You..." Murong Lingyun's eyes suddenly widened, staring fiercely at him. If looks could kill, Murong Lingyun's gaze would have incinerated Xuan Yuan Chen at this moment. "Xuan Yuan Chen, don't be too arrogant." The words were spat out through gritted teeth, accompanied by the sound of grinding teeth. His forehead, normally smooth and unlined, was now bulging with veins, his usual carefree demeanor replaced by uncontrollable rage.

  "Hahahaha……" Xuan Yuan Cheng let out a cold laugh, "Is this king bullying you too much?" His words suddenly paused, and in his cold eyes, a hint of bloodthirsty ferocity flashed by, "This king doesn't mind letting you truly experience what it means for this king to bully you too much?" The voice emphasized the four words 'bullying you too much', while the gaze towards Murong Lingyun's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of bloodthirsty redness.

  "Hmph." Murong Lingyun let out a cold hum, and immediately followed with a cold laugh, "Do you think I, the commander, would be afraid of you?" The corners of his lips, tinged with cold laughter, seemed to intentionally reveal a hint of mockery.

  Yes, at this moment, Murong Lingyun was indeed intentional. He only wanted to divert Xuan Yuan Zhi's anger onto himself, letting him vent all his anger on him, and not hurt Ling Feng.

  Ling Feng, standing beside him, was terrified. She clearly saw the murderous intent flashing quickly in Xuan Yuan Chen's icy eyes. She also saw that Xuan Yuan Chen's hand, hidden under his clothes, kept clenching and unclenching, as if he couldn't wait to strangle Murong Lingyun to death, or maybe even her.

  However, she was very clear that before Xuan Yuan Che made a move on her, he would definitely make a move on Murong Lingyun first.

  Not daring to hesitate in the slightest, before Xuan Yuan Zhi made his move, Ling Feng took a swift step forward, and the hand that was being held by Murong Lingyun also struggled free with force, because Murong Lingyun's palm was too sweaty, too slippery, so she broke free with one struggle.

  She was originally not far from Xuan Yuan Che, and the last step she took was very big, so it further shortened the distance between him and Xuan Yuan Che.

  Murong Lingyun was startled, "Feng Er!" His hand, which had been suddenly pushed away by Ling Feng, unconsciously tried to reach for Ling Feng's hand again, but was casually avoided by him.

  Murong Lingyun's hand was stiff and frozen in mid-air, his eyes fixed on Lingfeng with an unbearable pain that was hard to believe.

  At this moment, Ling Feng is standing exactly between Murong Lingyun and Xuan Yuan Chen, and he is also one step away from both Murong Lingyun and Xuan Yuan Chen.

  She slightly turned her head, and with a gentle smile, she said to Murong Lingyun, "Brother, the king is right, I am his queen, and tonight was originally my wedding night." Although she knew that saying this would be cruel to Murong Lingyun, at this moment, she had no other choice.

  One word, "brother", spoken softly, yet it made Murong Lingyun tremble. How long had she not called him that? It seemed like only three years ago, in an occasional instance, did she call him brother; otherwise, she never called him that, but now...

  "Brother, I know you're worried about me and afraid that I'll suffer after getting married. But I have to grow up eventually, and face the future on my own. I can't always live under your protection. Since I've already married Prince Wang, he will be my reliance from now on. You can rest assured, brother."

  Soft voice, faint smile, just like a normal married woman saying goodbye to her parents. One brother at a time, deliberately drawing a line between the two identities, was said for Murong Lingyun to hear, and also for Xuan Yuan Chen to hear. And the last sentence, saying that Xuan Yuan Chen is her reliance, seems to carry a kind of deliberate flattery, but she understands that such words can at least somewhat dispel some of Xuan Yuan Chen's anger in this situation. After all, every man has a strong desire for protection and conquest, and men like Xuan Yuan Chen are even stronger.

  Xuanyuan Chen's face softened slightly, but it was still cold and hard.

  Murong Lingyun couldn't help but understand her intention, yet the worry in his heart made it difficult for him to make a decision. Whether to let go or not, both options were risky, and which one would be more beneficial to her was uncertain. As he slightly raised his eyes, he saw that Xuan Yuan Chen's face seemed to have relaxed a bit due to Ling Feng's words, although there was some uncertainty, it also made him make up his mind, or perhaps he should trust the wind.

  She just wanted him to be at ease, but how could he possibly be?

  Seeing Murong Lingyun's hesitation, Ling Feng chuckled again, "Brother doesn't have to worry too much, since the king has married me, he will naturally treat me well." These words, it was unclear whether they were comforting Murong Lingyun, or comforting himself, or if he wanted to say them for Xuan Yuan Chen to hear.

  Xuanyuan Chen's eyes flashed slightly, and a hint of contemplation quickly flashed through the depths of his pupils. He stared straight at her, with a cold smile that revealed no emotion playing on the corners of his lips.

  Murong Lingyun's hand stretched out a few times, but ultimately could only weakly hang down, slightly leaning towards her, and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Feng'er, you have to be careful yourself, if there's anything...". The word 'if' got stuck in his throat, for if something really happened, Xuan Yuan Chen would not even give her a chance to ask for help.

  Ling Feng nodded slightly, a faint smile lingering on his face, trying to make Murong Lingyun feel a little more at ease, but his heart was suffocating with anxiety.

  She slightly turned around, facing Xuan Yuan Che, still with a faint smile on her face, and softly said, "Your Highness, let's go back."

  It was as if nothing had happened, and she had simply returned to her parents' home, where Xuan Yuan Zhi came to pick her up.

  But can her deliberately relaxed attitude achieve the result she wants? Can Xuan Yuan Chen calm down as she wishes?

  Xuanyuan Chen didn't respond, nor did he make any movement, his eyes just stared straight at her, as if trying to penetrate through her. Nobody could understand the emotions deep within his eyes, so nobody could guess what he was thinking at that moment.

  His piercing eyes stared at Ling Feng without moving, making Ling Feng's heart secretly panic, but the light smile on his face still bloomed naturally, and there was no awkwardness due to his refusal.

  She moved slightly forward, and she was completely close to Xuan Yuan Chen's side. She lightly raised her arm and slowly wrapped it around Xuan Yuan Chen's arm, saying softly again, "Your Highness, the sky is already late, let's go back."

  If her compromise could ensure both their safety, if her forced smile could satisfy his desire for conquest, she would do it all.

  She knew that Xuan Yuan had married her because of his desire to conquer, so she knew that her compromise at this moment could change some of the undesirable outcomes.

  As she linked her arm through his, Xuan Yuan Chen's body seemed to stiffen slightly, but he didn't pull away, allowing her to hold onto him.

  When Murong Lingyun saw her hand on his arm, his eyes unconsciously sank and quickly flashed with pain.

  Xuanyuan Chen's eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed at her, his hand on hers tightening its grip. A cold smile spread across his lips as he slowly spoke, "What? Does the king's queen not think she should give the king an explanation?" This woman wouldn't think that just a smile would make everything okay, would she? She was thinking too simply. However, he had overlooked something - for a moment, he seemed to have hesitated. At least, he hadn't pushed her hand away and hadn't done anything to her in anger.

  Ling Feng's face froze for a moment, and the hand holding his arm also stiffened. He wasn't someone who could be easily dismissed after all. It was impossible to just let it go like that. But at this moment, he still wanted some kind of explanation. A fake 'her' had been sent into the palace, while the real her was with Murong Lingyun, and had even been caught by him on the spot. Did such a situation still require her explanation?

  Her hand, which was holding onto his arm, loosened slightly, as if wanting to pull away. However, at the same time, she felt Xuan Yuan Che's arm move unconsciously, unsure whether it was trying to stop her from leaving or urging her to leave faster. The movement was so slight that it immediately stopped, and all she could sense was that his arm had subtly pulled inwards.

  It was because of his extremely subtle movements that Ling Feng did not withdraw his arm, but instead slowly raised his eyes and gazed straight at him, saying calmly, "Does the prince think that my willingness to follow you back now is inferior to the explanation you came up with after racking your brains?" A pair of clear and bright eyes revealed no signs of concealment.

  A willing sentence, at this moment, came out of her mouth, no one would understand what kind of mood she was in, but it made Xuan Yuan Chen involuntarily raise an eyebrow.

  Xuanyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his lips slowly curled up, and a faint smile rose. "Good, very good." At this moment, the chilling coldness in his eyes had slowly dissipated, leaving only a profound and mysterious shallow smile.

  He couldn't help but admire this woman, who could remain calm under his gaze that could freeze everything.

  And also just as she said, at this moment no matter what kind of explanation, can't make him believe, only will increasingly infuriate him.

  But at this moment, he didn't delve into the truth behind her willing words.

  His arm rose naturally, allowing her arm to wrap around him in a very natural way. With a hint of intention, he smiled lightly and said, "As the princess said, let's return to the manor." At this moment, he also used the word "we", it was unclear whether he wanted to intentionally provoke Mu Rong Lingyun or...

  As they spoke, their footsteps were light and leisurely, with Ling Feng by their side, slowly walking towards the outside. As they passed by Mu Rong Ling Yun's side, a faint, almost imperceptible smile played on their lips.

  Murong Lingyun's hand under his clothes kept tightening, the anger in his eyes also spread, but he could only watch as Xuan Yuan took Ling Feng away.

  Out of the pavilion, Ling Feng's hand on his arm stiffened slightly, but he didn't dare to let go, instead tightening it a bit. She knew that at this moment she couldn't be too strong and could show due weakness at the right time.

  Xuan Yuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he looked at her with a puzzled gaze. Seeing her stiff body, his eyes sank, and he said in a cold voice, "What? Do you think that once you leave this pavilion, Mu Rong Ling Yun will be safe, and there's no need to pretend anymore?" How could he not know that she had just done that to save Mu Rong Ling Yun, but he was inexplicably compromising because of her willingness. However, he hadn't expected that as soon as she left the pavilion...

  Ling Feng slightly raised her face, and when her eyes met his cold gaze, she quickly looked away, muttering, "Does the prince think I'm just acting?"

  "Hmm?" Xuan Yuan's lips curled slightly, a cold hum, "Isn't it?"

  "The king thought, in that situation, could I still act? I had heard before, no one can lie in front of the king, did the king think I have such ability? Such courage?" Her eyes were still half-lowered, her voice was still gentle, but accompanied by a slight tremble.

  Xuan Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring straight at her, or rather, staring straight at her profile. In this hazy moonlight, he found that even her side face was so beautiful that it took his breath away, leaving him momentarily stunned. However, he soon let out a low growl, "You dare say you didn't do that just now to save Murong Lingyun?"

  "Why doesn't the king think I'm just trying to save myself because I'm afraid? Does he think someone who's scared would still be thinking about saving others?" The soft voice slowly spread through the deep night, and that slight tremble was almost imperceptible. Her body became increasingly stiff, and her hand grasping his arm tightened, as if she didn't even realize she was clutching it tightly.

  At this moment, she was indeed afraid, after all, Xuan Yuan Chen's behavior was not like ordinary people, and no one could guess what he would do next. However, at this moment, she obviously exaggerated that fear to dispel Xuan Yuan Chen's doubts.

  Xuan Yuan's gaze flashed quickly in her eyes, seeing her stiff back, feeling the pain brought by her desperate grip on his arm, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and his cold face finally completely disappeared. After all, she was just a woman, who had privately escaped on their wedding night and been caught by him, how could she not be afraid?

  But this woman was clever and knew how to protect herself...

  She intensified the pain on his arm, which didn't seem to be a big deal for him, so he didn't stop her or remind her. The slightly raised corners of his eyebrows indicated that his mood seemed to be not bad.

  "Women, knowing fear is good." The low voice had lost the coldness and ruthlessness of just now, and seemed to still hold a faint hint of light laughter. As he spoke, his hand, which had been tightly grasping her arm, was withdrawn, only to immediately encircle her waist, pulling her completely into his embrace, making her stick closely to him. His thin lips leaned in close to her ear, half-true and half-false, smiling, "This king finds you much more lovely like this."

  Ling Feng finally let out a sigh of relief, she knew that her fear had pleased him, or what he cared about was not whether she was afraid or not, but that when she was afraid, she forgot someone...

  "Prince..." She felt his moist breath on her ear, making her feel itchy and uncomfortable. She slightly protested, and her body naturally leaned to one side, trying to create some distance between them. However, Xuan Ye didn't give her the chance, instead tightening his arm around her, pulling her closer, his lips almost touching her ear.

  "Tonight is our wedding night, the queen wants to drag on until when, if it goes on like this, the sky will be bright." His gentle breath was sprayed into her ear, and his opening and closing lips seemed to have rubbed against her earlobe, making her body more rigid, as if she had completely turned into a statue, motionless in his arms.

  "Hahaha..." Feeling her awkwardness, Xuan Yuan Chen suddenly burst out laughing. Tonight, the depression that had been building up all night completely disappeared. He suddenly felt that marrying this woman was actually a good decision.

  Ling Feng involuntarily raised her head, seeing his face filled with a complacent smile, slightly taken aback. This man was indeed hard to fathom; just a moment ago he was as cold as ice, yet now he was laughing out loud like this. Had she not done anything just now? Did he think he could tease her and make him so happy?

  He seemed to feel Ling Feng's gaze, his arrogant laughter suddenly stopped, and he stared straight at him, with a hint of a smile still on the corner of his lips. "What? You're so fascinated by this king." A slight tease, but the smile on the corner of his lips slowly faded away.

  Ling Feng's eyes widened slightly, and he quickly turned his face to the side, shifting his gaze away, but the action was too fast, and it inadvertently gave off a hint of guilt.

  "Hahaha..." He burst out laughing again, and it turned out that this woman was so lovely, not the completely cold and arrogant one he had seen before.

  "Alright, as the saying goes, a moment in the bridal chamber is worth a thousand pieces of gold. It's truly a pity to waste it like this. Let's just do as the princess wishes and return to the manor quickly." Xuan Yuan Chen's smile slowly subsided, but he intentionally spoke with a flirtatious tone, and even attributed that flirtation to her.

  Ling Feng's heart also sank unconsciously, yes, tonight was their wedding night, after returning to the Wang Fu, what would happen next didn't need to be thought about, this time, she wanted to escape but couldn't escape, and Xuan Yuan Chen once discovered that she wasn't a virgin, it was unknown whether he could still smile.

  Xuan Yuan Chen, with a playful smile, didn't notice anything unusual about Ling Feng and suddenly hugged her tightly, quickly rushing towards the Wang Fu.

  His speed was so fast, it made Ling Feng's eyes wide open, and she had to turn her face towards his chest. The gentle night breeze, due to his excessive speed, seemed to whistle past her ears, making them feel a bit numb. She even felt that the distance she had deliberately opened up was now closed again, forcing her to lean into his embrace.

  Actually, Ling Feng didn't know that at this moment, Xuan Yuan Chen's hands were both around her waist, deliberately pressing her into his embrace.

  It seemed like only a few minutes had passed, and they were already at the Wang Fu, leaving Ling Feng stunned. This was probably even faster than taking a plane, at least this didn't have the hassle of takeoff and landing like planes did.

  After entering the palace, Xuan Yuan Chen didn't let her go, his arm still tightly wrapped around her waist, heading straight to their new room.

  "Your Highness, you're back." Chu Wei hastily came out to greet him and was taken aback when he saw Ling Feng being tightly hugged in the king's arms, with a flicker of doubt flashing across his eyes.

  He handed over the portrait to the four dark warriors and also took a closer look at the person in the portrait, who was indeed the princess that Wang Ye married tonight.

  But in his heart, there were too many things he couldn't understand. The king had clearly handed the queen over to the emperor himself, so why would he send the four dark warriors to find the queen again? What was going on here?

  It turned out that the four dark guards found the princess in less than an hour, and he finally understood that the princess in the palace earlier was a fake, no wonder the king would so easily let 'her' be taken away by the emperor.

  Just thinking about Murong Lingyun daring to use such a deceitful trick to swap out the princess, if she were to be caught by the prince, it would be...

  But at this moment, he saw the king holding the queen tightly in his arms, and there was no sign of anger on the king's face, but instead a faint smile. At this moment, he really couldn't understand.

  Xuanyuan Chen didn't seem to notice his mistake and instead put his arm around Lingfeng's waist, walking straight past him into their new home.

  Chu Wei's gaze gradually refocused, watching as they walked away, but his confusion only deepened.

  The door was pushed open, and what entered her eyes was that piercing red splendor. This was her new bridal chamber for tonight. The man in front of her was her legitimate husband, he could do anything to her, including...

  And she had no reason to refuse at all.

  This is the sorrow of an ancient woman. And at this moment, she, a person who has transcended from modern times, must acknowledge this sorrow.

  She was still being held by him, walking into the room, then his arm swung, and the door slammed shut, completely trapping her.

  Standing in the center of this newly decorated house that was filled with red decorations everywhere, Ling Feng didn't know what kind of emotions he should use to face what's coming next.

  It seemed that he sensed her abnormality, Xuan Yuan Chen's arm suddenly used force, completely pulling her into his embrace, his eyes staring straight at hers, word by word slowly saying, "How? My queen, are you afraid or..." The words intentionally paused, but the voice carried an obvious warning.

  Her eyes slightly lifted, meeting his inquiring gaze, her red lips parted softly, and she said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I won't be able to please Your Highness, but instead will provoke your anger." Her tone was devoid of any shyness, just a normal statement.

  What she said is true, if Xuan Yuan Zhi discovers the truth, he might go mad.

  Xuanyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint, ambiguous smile slowly spread across his lips as he leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "Wú Fáng, this king will teach you..." It was clear that he had misinterpreted Ling Feng's meaning.

  As soon as he finished speaking, his lips quickly moved away from her ear, and before she had any reaction, his lips swiftly covered her red lips.

  Slightly domineering invasion, slightly rough sucking, no gentle care, no treasured protection, only his ruthless possession.

  Ling Feng's body stiffened, and he couldn't help but tremble slightly as he felt his tongue constantly probing, roughly opening her lips, her weak resistance in front of him seemed too insignificant.

  She slightly closed her eyes, hiding all the emotions deep within them. She no longer resisted the wind, letting it do as it pleased, because she knew that resisting at this moment would be useless and would only enrage him, and would further arouse his desire to conquer her.

  His hand wandered freely on her back, slowly and gently stirring up waves of numbness on her skin.

  But feeling her submission, his lips curled up again, and only when he felt she was about to suffocate did he finally let go of her, but not leaving her lips, slightly reproaching, "This king's queen, you seem to should relax a bit, you're always so stiff, this king thought he was kissing a block of ice."

  His voice didn't contain a hint of anger, but instead had a faint tone of delight. Her stiffness was probably due to her inexperience, like the kind of woman who would go to great lengths to entice him, and he had seen too many of those before. So at this moment, he just wanted to help her relax a bit, not be so tense, for if she were too tense, it might bring her even greater pain.

  At this moment, he may not even realize his own thoughtfulness... When did Xuan Yuan Che ever care about a woman's feelings?

  Ling Feng was slightly stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes. He hadn't expected that he would make such a joke at this moment, nor had he expected that he would mind her coldness, not resisting was already her limit, could it be that he still wanted to make her cater to him.

  Her eyes narrowed slightly, gazing at her quietly, seeing that she had no reaction, just staring blankly, he couldn't help but secretly find it amusing. He really suspected that the woman he married was an adult, how did he feel like she didn't understand anything...

  "Loosen your clothes for me." His eyes flickered slightly, and the hand on her back slowly relaxed, giving a gentle order, because of her shyness, he felt a little pity, not wanting to be too hasty.

  Ling Feng was taken aback, her eyes quickly lifted up, and when she met his gaze with a faint smile in his eyes, a surge of anger rose involuntarily in her heart. Did this man have to tease her like this?

  Let her undress him, she...?

  Xuanyuan Chen saw the anger flashing quickly in her eyes, and understood that she had misunderstood his meaning. However, he didn't explain himself, and instead continued to speak calmly, "What? Didn't you understand what I said?" At this moment, making her angry was better than making her nervous or fearful, so he didn't mind continuing to provoke her. Moreover, he found that when she was angry, she looked much more lovely than when her face was cold and detached.

  "I won't serve others." Ling Feng slightly turned her face, hiding her anger, and said coldly. Indeed, she had never served anyone before. In modern times, everyone was equal, and she didn't have the opportunity to do so. But here, although her identity was somewhat ambiguous, due to Murong Lingyun's special favoritism, in these few years, she was actually more leisurely than those young ladies, and serving others was something she really couldn't do.

  What's more, at this moment, she was asked to undress a man. The clothes of ancient men were more complicated than those of women, with collars slanted and buttons lined up one after another. She couldn't even tell which row was decorative and which row was the real button.

  "This king is not someone else, but your husband." Xuan Yuan Chen didn't get angry, instead he smiled again, and slightly leaned in closer to her, saying with a hint of flirtation, "So serving this king is only natural." The tone was intentionally emphasized on the two words "serving", the playful teasing couldn't be more obvious.

  His hand slowly stretched out, gently lifting her chin, his lips almost touching hers, word by word, slowly saying, "No, let's start learning from now on." In the faint voice, not much emotion could be heard, because they were too close, Ling Feng couldn't see the expression on his face either, he only felt the hand holding her chin exerting a slight force, as if it was a kind of warning.

  The hand grasping her chin didn't let go, instead it lightly caressed, while her chin remained tilted upwards, facing his face.

  "What? Unwilling?" His hand kept rubbing her chin, feeling the baby-like smooth skin, and he was somewhat reluctant to let go.

  "Fine." Because of his deliberate closeness and intentional torment, Ling Feng felt himself almost suffocating, and involuntarily responded in anger.

  Xuanyuan's smile was faint, and the hand grasping her chin finally loosened, but it seemed to still hold a hint of reluctance. However, she looked forward more to this woman's next move.

  For the first time, he felt that when facing a woman, there was something more interesting than direct possession, and that was teasing her.

  Ling Feng quickly lowered his eyelids after releasing her chin, covering up his anger, and his hands also quickly stretched out towards the straight figure standing in front of him.

  Her eyes scanned the rows of buttons, really didn't know which one was real, and his clothes seemed to have more buttons than usual. Ah, she had forgotten, today was their wedding day, he was wearing a wedding dress, so it was naturally more complicated than his usual clothes.

  Her small hands one by one pulled through the buttons on his clothes, but found that there was not a single gap, what a hassle, why bother with so many buttons for nothing?

  Ling Feng's anger had been simmering for a long time and his patience was wearing thin, he couldn't take it anymore.

  Her eyes flashed slightly, and she couldn't find it, so she simply tore it open. Thinking of this, Ling Feng grasped her hem and suddenly used force, wanting to directly tear off that row of truly effective buttons.

  However, this garment was particularly sturdy and didn't tear apart. Instead, it pulled Xuan Yuan Zhi's body slightly closer, tightly clinging to her.

  Xuanyuan Chen had been staring at her, watching as her small hands continued to grope around his body. If he hadn't sensed the anger in her at that moment, and the impatience that she couldn't hide, he would have really suspected that this woman was doing it on purpose, deliberately tempting him.

  She originally thought that she said she wouldn't serve people, didn't want to undress for him, but didn't expect that she really couldn't, and hadn't seen such a clumsy woman, who couldn't even take off a piece of clothing.

  And finally, she saw that he actually wanted to directly tear open his shirt. He couldn't control himself and chuckled, "I didn't think the king's queen would be so eager, and also..." With a hint of ambiguity in his words, he deliberately stopped, looking into her slightly raised eyes, and continued, "And so rough, haha...". His arrogant laughter echoed again, and in that laughter was unbridled joy, because of the pleasure of seeing her embarrassed.

  Ling Feng gazed into his eyes, where anger was spreading, and suddenly felt that this man's smile was too despicable.

  In response to her glare, Xuan Yuan Chen didn't show any dissatisfaction, but instead laughed even more exaggeratedly.

  Laugh, laugh, laugh, just die from laughing. Ling Feng secretly cursed in her heart, unaware that her emotions were following his changes. She thought she had been calm enough for the past three years, thinking that except for Murong Lingyun and Bao'er, no one could affect her emotions, but at this moment, Xuan Yuan Chen was driving her almost crazy.

  Xuanyuan Chen seemed to use telepathy, as if he had seen through her thoughts, his laughter stopped slightly, and he looked at her lightly, saying with a deeper meaning, "How? You won't be cursing me in your heart, will you?" As he spoke, the corners of his mouth were always raised, and such words would never have been spoken from his mouth on ordinary days, but now, he was completely unaware, and his mood was more relaxed than it had been in years.

  Ling Feng's eyes widened slightly, and his gaze also unconsciously rose, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but it was precisely this that made Xuan Yuan Chen understand that he had indeed guessed correctly. This woman, saying she was foolish, yet sometimes clever to the point of being frightening, saying she was clever, yet sometimes foolish to the point of being laughable.

  At this moment, she, with all her emotions written on her face without any disguise, made his heart quiver slightly, as if the string that had been buried for many years and was about to rust was plucked slightly, and it still emitted a resonant sound.

  At this moment, her body was no longer as stiff as it had been earlier, and she had obviously relaxed. His purpose had been achieved, so he didn't want to waste any more time. He stretched out his arms again, and once more wrapped her in his embrace, leaning close to her ear and laughing softly, "Since my queen is so eager, I'll grant your wish."

  As he finished speaking, his lips once again covered hers, this time seemingly no longer as rough as before, but instead slightly gentle, slowly rolling and slowly deepening, wanting to arouse her...

  A sudden gust of wind, a slight daze, what had she just done? What did his kiss at this moment count as? And what would he do next...

  And his hand just slightly tugged at the hem of his garment, that piece which had been stubbornly resisting for half a day finally easily came undone.

  With a gentle wave, her clothes slowly fell off, Xuan Yuan Chen slightly opened his lips, gazing at her up close, in the depths of his eyes, was an undisguised smile, as if he was showing off to her, yet also seemed to be teasing her.

  "In order to prevent the clothes of this king from being trampled again, I'd better take them off myself." The faint voice rippled out in front of her face, a completely unhidden mockery.

  Before Ling Feng could speak, his lips were once again kissing her, but this time without going deep, lightly touching and then slowly moving down along her perfect, flawless neck, sliding down bit by bit.

  Ling Feng's body froze again, subconsciously wanting to escape, but he was tightly wrapped around her waist, with nowhere to escape. His lips moved down slowly, moving towards her chest, using his teeth to bite the strap of her shirt.

  The ancient clothes are really strange, the men's clothes have buttons lined up one by one, but the women's clothes have a simple strap that they tie themselves, of course, the front is overlapped and hidden, and under the strap, there is also a row of hidden buttons, just like modern zippers, with a slight pull, it opens.

  He bit the strap on her chest, pulled it slightly, and that most important lock opened easily. It can be seen that Xuan Yuan Chen had never taken off a woman's clothes before, but he was really skilled at it.

  The ribbon was torn open, and the shirt in front of her chest naturally fell down, revealing a large area of skin on her chest without any cover in front of Xuan Yuan's eyes.

  Ling Feng's body suddenly stiffened, his clothes falling down, and then he would easily discover that her arm did not have the ancient symbol of a woman's chastity...

  At this moment, Ling Feng suddenly felt a little scared. She really couldn't imagine how Xuan Yuan Zhi would treat her if he knew she wasn't innocent, because she simply couldn't fathom his thoughts or keep up with his train of thought.

  Xuanyuan Che also felt her stiffness, the movement under his lips slowing down, as if he wasn't in a hurry to take the next step. His hand, which had been wrapped around her waist, slowly wandered up her back, brushing against her clothes and gently pulling them away, seemingly trying to elicit a reaction from her.

  However, as his hand slowly moved up her back, her body became increasingly stiff, once again turning into a cold, hard sculpture.

  Xuanyuan Cheng's eyes widened slightly, and the deepened pupils finally showed a hint of melancholy. This woman's reaction was indeed intense, but unfortunately, it wasn't the result he wanted.

  At this rate, he's afraid that nothing will be done tonight, and the medicine in the cup of wine he drank earlier has reacted again due to the entanglement at this moment, causing his body to become uncontrollably irritable once more.

  It seemed that he had finally lost his patience, the hand wandering on her back quickly moved to her chest, pulling up her shirt with a slight force, and the hidden buttons under the shirt were opened one by one.

  With a tug of her arm, her sleeve slid slowly down along her arm, inch by inch.

  And her white arms were slowly revealed in front of him

  Ling Feng's eyes unconsciously lifted, gazing into his eyes, seeing a pair of deep and profound eyes staring at her skin...