The man seemed to notice her embarrassment, and didn't care about her seeming refusal. In the blink of an eye, his hand was behind her, wrapping her bruised hand in his generous palm, "I'll take you away."
He didn't use a questioning tone this time, as if he was sure that she wouldn't refuse.
And she really had no intention of breaking free. Her heart had already been immersed in the softness brought by the words "I will take you away", as if she was in the ocean. She couldn't break away from the continuous strength, so she could only continue to sink.
He nodded in confusion for a long time, and said in a weak voice, "I do."
The smile on the corner of his mouth was an emotion she couldn't understand, but she automatically interpreted it as tenderness. The moment he held her hand, her eyes returned to the white horse in front of the carriage he was riding in.
Suddenly, I felt as if I were standing on the clouds, which was slightly unreal.
It seems that just by turning around, you can fall to pieces and bring everything back to its original shape.
For so long, all her dreams have been realized with lightning speed. The feeling of happiness suddenly filling her heart made her feel dreamy and dazed, and the surprise was even more unbelievable.
She stretched out her other hand, and when the snowflakes dripped onto her palm, she was awakened by the slightly cool feeling, and understood that what she saw before her was real, and the smile on her lips became more real.
Feeling that the extremely energetic Emperor continued to demand from her body, Wuqin's memory was suddenly forced back to her eyes. The smile on the corner of her mouth returned to a bright and flowery look, and her limp body aroused the Emperor's interest in conquering the city to a greater extent.
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Her body was actually numb and she no longer felt any pain.
As early as when it was penetrated, the sharp and tearing pain had reached its extreme. Now that she was experiencing more desires, she no longer felt anything. She had long since thought that this skin was her own.
While the emperor was galloping on the woman beneath him, he was in a trance and returned to those days in the past. His youth and his radiant energy all reappeared in front of his eyes. Recalling the past, he seemed to have more strength all of a sudden.
It wasn't until Wuqin had tossed him so many times that he lost count, that he showed signs of tiredness.
He held her tightly in his arms and adjusted his disordered breathing, but the feeling never dissipated from his body.
There was a hint of enthusiasm in his slightly deep voice, "You are such a troublesome fairy. I like you more and more."
He just felt that she was so beautiful that it was hard to find her, and he wanted to keep her in his arms.
He just felt that every movement and expression of hers could easily make him fall in love with her.
He just felt that when he saw her, he could always vaguely feel that he was young. Now he was in his fifties. The ancients stood at thirty, were not confused at forty, and knew destiny at fifty. He was really not young.
It is precisely because of this that I particularly want to cherish this unexpected young love.
But he didn't know that all his feelings were just designed by Jun Feiyi for him.
As noble as he is, he is nothing more than a puppet.
The reason why he was so energetic was actually because Jun Feiyi applied aphrodisiac spices on Wuqin's skin.
But none of these Wuqin could tell him that what she wanted to do was to play the role of beauty and trouble, attract his attention to her, obey her words, and then help Jun Feiyi obtain the position of crown prince.