[1] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 8.4 Fire In Qingliang Courtyard (Part 4)

　　By the time the personal bodyguard that Han Shaoling sent to deal with her arrived at the Qingliang Courtyard, the fire had already burned up and the scene was in utter chaos. The bodyguards searched around, but he could not find Meng Wuyou.

　　The unlucky bodyguard searched inside the palace for all night long. Until it was about daybreak, he heard that Han Shaoling’s Wuji[1] Courtyard had called for seven or eight times of hot water, only then did he have a sudden realization.

　　No wonder the person couldn’t be found! Dare to hide in the Lord’s bed!

　　What happened in the middle of the process is unknown to outsiders. Anyway, Meng Wuyou escaped from Qingliang Courtyard and sneaked into Han Shaoling’s Wuji Courtyard. After he had found her, he did not cut her off, instead, revived his former feelings and fully pampered her all night long.

　　”Not a human!” Aunt Ling’s body trembled from anger, “King Han doing things like this, where will Princess’s place be?”

　　Sang Yuanyuan came back to her senses and did not take it seriously : “He was originally such a man.”

　　Yesterday, he suffered so much grievances and anger under You Wuming’s hand. Han Shaoling must’ve needed a place to vent his load of evil fire. Sang Yuanyuan’s body has not recovered yet, and at such a time, Meng Wuyou delivered herself to his mouth. How could he let it go?

　　But it is unknown whether after one tender night was over, Han Shaoling will be reluctant to touch even a finger of Meng Wuyou or not.

　　Sang Yuanyuan lowered her head and smiled.

　　Of course he will be reluctant.

　　She was in the middle of a talk with Aunt Ling when suddenly the footsteps sound from outside was heard.

　　”Princess, in any case, do not get angry with him, so as not to make his heart lean towards others.” Although Aunt Ling Gu was extremely resentful, she suppressed down her anger and reminded in a low voice.

　　“Rest assured.”

　　Han Shaoling came in.

　　Although trying really hard to suppress, the dissatisfied emotion on the corners of the eyes and the tip of eyebrows nevertheless can’t be suppressed.

　　Sang Yuanyuan calmly gazed at him.

　　He quickly came over, held her hand tightly and ordered the others to withdraw.

　　Sang Yuanyuan signaled for Aunt Ling to be at ease.

　　Aunt Ling pursed her mouth, left the hall and gently closed the carved wooden door.

　　”Sang’er.” Han Shaoling looked depressed. “Last night, my poison had acted up, and that woman actually escaped to my courtyard by mistake. In a sudden moment of anger and because of the effect of the poison, I nearly killed her.”

　　Sang Yuanyuan nodded her head but said nothing.

　　”Sang’er, that’s by no means favoring.” He explained, “For her, it was actually a torture. Sang’er, I can not, and will never, let you suffer that kind of crime. “

　　Sang Yuanyuan: “……” Eh? That would be great then. Thanks to your whole family then.

　　He clasped both her little hands in the palm of his hand : “Sang’er, believe me, I do not have even the slightest romantic feelings towards her. Just for an occasional use only.”

　　”Oh,” Sang Yuanyuan then calmly asked, “Then, do you still cut it? Even if it had been cut, you can still use it too.”

　　He was stunned for a while and rubbed her head: “Sang’er is making fun of me! I know, Sang’er is not such a cruel person. Rest assured, from now on, this person will never appear in front of you, and no one outside will know of her existence.”

　　Sang Yuanyuan smiled.

         Oh sure enough, to capture a man, the most convenient and speedy battlefield, is on the bed.

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Author: So, my daughter, when will you sleep with You Wuming?

[1] Wuji : Promise.