Passionate and lingering, inseparable, Feng Qingge kissed Xue Xichen's soft red lips over and over again, not allowing her to resist or escape, kissing her deeply over and over again, setting off waves after waves.
The prairie fire completely burned Xue Xichen.
"Well... Qing Ge..."
Xue Xichen clung to Feng Qingge's strong arms like she was clinging to the last piece of driftwood in the water, letting him lead her up and down, up and down, up and down in the giant waves in the sky.
"Qingge... Qingge..."
She called his name over and over again, as if he was her only sustenance at the moment. The violent roar made her body extremely hot. She was constantly trembling with his fiery invasion, and she was constantly chasing the torrent.
hapiness.
"Xichen...do you like it...do you like it..."
"Ah... Qing Ge... ah..."
She felt so hot that she was about to burn. She couldn't help but cling to the man's cool chest to relieve the heat. Unexpectedly, his iron arms tightened around her and pressed her deeply.
Own,……
"Xichen..."
Her body was soft and slowly sinking, and she still held the pretty beauty in her arms, who was as beautiful as a peach blossom. He pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and the weak little Qingge was still buried deep in her body, unwilling to leave.
Although there are countless beauties of all kinds around him, she is the only woman besides Xue Meitong who makes his heart beat and is willing to commit to him for life. His love for her is deeper than he expected, as if it was because of the past miss.
And cherish this lost and found treasure even more...
"Xichen, I remember you once said,..."
…
"Qingge...if one day..."
In the deep valley of the snow-capped mountains, she leaned softly on his shoulder and sighed, "If one day, I can forget the so-called responsibilities, leave behind the grievances that I shouldn't have to bear, and live only for myself. It doesn't matter if I let myself go in the rivers and lakes, or smoke from the kitchen stove."
It doesn’t matter whether it’s in the mountains or the desert, as long as you can truly let go of everything, laugh happily, be uninhibited and indulge, and live only for yourself, that would be great..."
…
Feng Qingge hugged Xue Xichen tightly, buried her neck deeply, breathed in the charming fragrance of mandala flowers, and said emotionally: "Xichen, forgive me, I can't give you the freedom you want, so just treat it as
Just be selfish, I can't bear to have you leave my side..."
"Qingge, why do you need to apologize..."
I want freedom, but I am willing to give up my freedom for you! Whether it is traveling in rivers and lakes, in the smoke of mountains and forests, or riding in the desert, if you are not by my side, what is the meaning of it all? As long as I am by your side, even if
Even if you go up to the mountain of knives and to the sea of fire, I am willing to accompany you on your journey!
Qingge, I love you! In this life, I am willing to pay for you!
Feng Qingge lifted up Xue Xichen's sweat-drenched hair, gently stroked her forehead, combed her slightly messy hair, and asked softly: "Xichen, I haven't heard you talk about your
story……"
my story……
Xue Xichen smiled bitterly in her heart. The past life was too far away, and the present life was too painful. No matter which life she was in, she was unwilling to recall it. To start a new life and live with a new identity, everything in the past was gone.
It's no longer important! She doesn't want to mention it anymore, and she doesn't want anyone to ask again!
It was a wonderful life, but it was a pain that she didn't want to recall for the rest of her life...
Xue Xichen lowered her eyes and replied calmly: "My story is really not exciting."
Feng Qingge caressed Xue Xichen's snowy skin, caressing her softly over and over again, and said softly: "Xichen, I want to know... I want to know you better..."
Your past, your parents, your childhood, your life, even if it’s just a little bit...
I just want to know you better, get closer to your life, cherish you more, love you, and care for you all my life...
"I am an orphan... without a father or mother, no one to depend on, no worries... I was lucky enough to be saved by my master... I am able to survive to this day..."
She downplayed and only told the basic facts, but skipped many processes in between, so that Feng Qingge, who did not know the truth, mistakenly thought that it was her master Hua Tuo who rescued Xue Xichen as a child and raised her...
…
"Xichen...I'm sorry...if you don't like it...I will never ask again..."
He felt sorry for her, he felt sorry for her. She had been so lonely for so many years. She was alone, facing the wind and rain outside the window, enduring it silently...
Never again!
Now that he is by her side, he will never let her face dangers alone. He will open a warm embrace for her, hold up an umbrella for her, and block out all the miserable winds and rains in the outside world...
Xichen, I will protect you in this life...
Never leave...
Don’t give up…
"Qingge, why don't you tell me about yours!"
There were too many painful memories of the past, and she didn't want to mention them again. She raised a relaxed smile and said to Feng Qingge, "You are the fourth son of the emperor, and your abilities and talents are superior to those of your brothers. Why didn't you inherit the throne back then?
Just because Feng Long Xiang is the eldest son of the late emperor?"
There was silence behind her. If it weren't for the fiery temperature and the "thumping" powerful heartbeat, she almost thought he had left.
After not hearing his answer for a long time, it seemed that she had violated a taboo. Xue Xichen sighed softly, and was about to say, "You don't have to answer," when she heard Feng Qingge say quietly:
"Back then, my father cultivated me like a prince, and I excelled in martial arts and military skills. I was not inferior to Fenglong Xiang in everything. My father took me on tours of the country, gave me all kinds of amnesties, and allowed me to play with flowers.
However, he strictly controlled Feng Longxiang, forcing him to serve in the court and listen to politics. He did not allow Fenglongxiang to indulge in women's sex, and ordered Fenglongxiang to train with the army. I once thought that my father's indulgence towards me was because of his love for me.
, Later, it was not until my father passed away that I learned that my father had strict restraints on Feng Longxiang. That was because my father had long regarded Feng Longxiang as the only heir to the throne in the future."
The only future heir to the throne...
Xue Xichen was surprised.
Unexpectedly, Feng Qingge, who seemed to be all-powerful and omnipotent, actually had such an unbearable past. They were born from the same roots, and they were in trouble with each other. The late emperor Ruoran regarded Fenglongxiang as his future from the very beginning.
Why should the only heir to the throne give hope to Feng Qingge? Having gained it and then losing it would be a hundred times more painful than never having gained it at all!
Feng Qingge and Feng Longxiang are both the late emperor's biological children. Why are you, the late emperor, so cruel to Feng Qingge alone? Is your favor to Feng Qingge just for use?
Late Emperor, do you really regard Feng Qingge as your biological son?