Quick Wear: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

The Little Princess in the Palace (29)

  "But your escape this time really hurt my heart. Although I promised not to kill you, I still feel a little unwilling."

  Qi Guanyao frowned and seemed distressed.

  "How about this? I will punish you with a flogging. If I am happy to see it, I will naturally calm down."

  Su Qianrou's expression froze instantly, with some of her previous happiness still remaining on her face, which looked a little weird.

  "His Majesty......"

  She wanted to say something eagerly, but he stopped her with his words.

  Qi Guanyao placed his fingers in front of his lips, and said in a soft but unquestionable voice, "Shh! I don't want to hear it."

  He was about to order the execution before him—

  "Squeak—"

  The door moved slightly, making a creaking sound.

  "Um...I didn't hear anything."

  She had indeed arrived a long time ago, but when she saw them like that she didn't go in.

  If she hadn't accidentally made some noise, she wouldn't have appeared in front of them for the time being.

  At this moment, the heroine was lying on the ground like a dead dog. It didn't seem like a good time to meet.

  Qi Guanyao was facing Ruan Ruan. When he saw her, his expression changed unpredictably, with a subtle panic deep in his pupils.

  This is how he treated "her" in the past. Would she be stimulated and remember something when she saw this scene?
  Qi Guanyao strode to Ruan Ruan's side, his clothes fluttering as he walked.

  Then, he hugged the person's waist and pressed him into his arms, not letting go.

  He bent over and rested his head on her shoulder, not even thinking the movement was uncomfortable.

  "When did you come? Why didn't you come in?"

  Ruan Ruan struggled a little, but he held her even tighter, making her waist seem smaller.

  "Are you angry?" The voice was muffled.

  Su Qianrou kept looking over there out of the corner of her eyes. She had been curious about her since she heard about that person's deeds.

  At this moment, she was wrapped in His Majesty's red robe, with only a small corner of her moon-white robe showing. Furong had no makeup on her face, and her skin was naturally clear, delicate and smooth.  

  The three thousand raven-haired girls were loosely tied down, decorated only with a simple hairpin, which made them look more ethereal. The teardrop mole at the corner of the eye was the finishing touch, as if the watery eyes could speak.

  So, this is what she looks like...

  She also didn't expect that the emperor who was so cruel and merciless in front of her would be so doting to that person.

  She had mixed feelings.

  ...

  The disgusting gaze behind him made him want to dig out her eyes, and there was a hint of annoyance in her eyes.

  Because he was in front of Ruan Ruan, he had no choice but to endure it.

  He buried his head in her hair and took a deep breath. The slightly moist and clean scent filled his nose, soothing his irritability.

  He nuzzled her neck and repeated, "Are you angry?"

  "No." Ruan Ruan asked back, out of pure confusion, "Why should I be angry?"

  The touch on the neck was slightly itchy, and the other person's moist and hot breath sprayed on the skin, moist. The smooth cheek flesh rubbed against it, bringing a strange touch.

  Then, something even wetter swept by.

  He tasted the flavor on his lips, "So sweet."

  Ruan Ruan pushed him away and covered her neck.

  There was still some liquid left on it.

  "You're going too far!! Do you want to bite me again?!" The corners of her eyes began to turn red again when she was excited, and the teardrop mole looked even more charming.

  Qi Guanyao denied it.

  "No, the wound on my neck is still bleeding, how dare I bite you again."

  Hearing him say this, Ruan Ruan felt a little guilty.

  She seemed to bite really hard.

  "Well, I'll help you later."

  (End of this chapter)