"You also think that if Suzaku has such a king, it will be a good thing for the neighboring Feng Kingdom, right?"
As he got closer and closer to her, Qin'er revealed his thoughts.
She is not a fool. No matter how much Feng Ruohen favors her, he will not make fun of national affairs. So on the surface, she has once again become a beauty in trouble. This time it is good ~ there is a vague premonition.
If the prince is unwilling to agree to something in the future, he might ask her to deal with it.
"You said you don't want to fight." He looked at her with a faint look. Because he was so close, the wine he had just drank was still between her lips and teeth, making her head spin.
Feng Ruohen is ambitious, but he is not as enthusiastic about war as the rulers of other countries.
"What I'm talking about is...well..." This big liar is here again...
She was so breathless from being kissed by him that Qin'er had become accustomed to being treated so intimately by him when they were alone.
Feng Ruohen was cold and unwilling to say a word in front of others, but when he came to her, she felt more and more that she had seen his truest side, his childish domineering side.
He pressed her against the door, using his physical advantage to trap her firmly, bullying his wife who had not yet had sex with her and being poisoned so that she could not make a move with him. He kissed and nibbled her without getting involved.
Due to the family law of his ancestors and the eyes that were staring at them in the dark, he could only tie his beloved woman to his side, but could not touch her.
Thinking of going back to Fengdu soon, it was hard to win her heart this time. What if she changes her mind when she goes back to see Feng Yao?
A lingering and deep kiss almost suffocated her, but she was let go for a while, and he pressed his iron chest against her, panting ambiguously, his eyes full of desire.
Qin'er looked at him silently, her big eyes filled with clear blue water. She knew that he had endured hard work, but what could he do? Who asked him to kiss him again? The more they kissed, the more uncomfortable it became...
After bursting out laughing, Feng Ruohen let out a long sigh, wanting a woman was so difficult.
The night was getting deeper. I don't know whether it was because of being drunk or for some other reason. He didn't let her go after kissing and hugging her as usual. The two of them looked at each other like this, and their heartbeats seemed to be getting faster and faster...
"Your Majesty—" a hurried voice came from the outer courtyard, "It's not good!!!"