Fu Qing didn't pay attention to her angry glare at all. He just hugged her quietly, his eyes locked on her pretty face that hinted at sullenness.
"It's even more beautiful than before." He sighed in a low voice. Although it was a compliment, there was no hint of indulgence in his words. It was as if he was just admiring a lifeless work of art, and no work of art could be more beautiful.
It's an item that doesn't inspire any pity or care from him.
His gaze passed over her delicate little face and fell on a palace lady not far below who was walking in a hurry and looking panicked. Yang Xi followed his gaze and saw the palace lady whose behavior was not ordinary. She saw that her eyes were on
After hurriedly walking around, he tapped his lotus feet and disappeared under the night.
"She is..." How could an ordinary palace lady have such superb Qinggong? Could she be...an assassin?
"Murong Yun's people." He answered softly.
What? Yun's people... aren't they the people Yun arranged to protect him secretly?
Yang Xi was startled, and was about to call out in the direction where Gong E disappeared, but Fu Qing suddenly came close to her ear and nibbled it. She was so excited that all the words she said were swallowed back in her stomach.
"Do you want everyone to know that Murong Yun arranged an spy in the palace?" He smiled evilly and bit her earlobe hard.
"Ah!" She cried out in pain, "What are you doing?"
Except for Yun, no one had ever done such an intimate gesture to her! This Fu Qing was too much!
In a fit of anger, she took out her hand and swung it hard towards his face. There was a snap, but his expression did not change, but she was stunned.
"You..." Through the moonlight, you could see the red fingerprints on his snow-white cheeks. She looked at him, then at her hands, and was lost for a moment. "You...
...Why don't you run away?"
Although it seemed hypocritical to ask this question, she knew that he could completely avoid this slap.
"Why do you want to run away when you're so fancy?" He replied disapprovingly. There was no joking, no sarcasm, and he was always gentle and tender.
What's the point?
Although it was true that it was just a show of skill and embroidery, and it would not cause any harm to him, how could a person's face be scratched by someone casually? This was an insult... Such Fu Qing made her unable to help herself.
Bewildered.
"Why are you doing this to me?"
Don't talk about romance or love. Although she is not a very smart person, she can still see that the man in front of her has no affection for her at all.
"You are very smart." He curled his thin lips with a trace of interest.
"Why is that?"
"you guess."
There was no direct answer, he just raised his lips and teeth, lowered his head, and buried his head in the crook of her neck to nibble carefully.
"Let go, let go -"
Not allowing her to make any more noise, his cold lips moved slightly and tightly covered hers.
She pushed hard, but she couldn't move him at all. This kiss was not like Murong Yun's gentleness and lingering, not like Feng Ba's fierce domineering force, but it was cold and biting, even with a sense of breaking sadness, this man
, what exactly do you want to do?
He kissed hard and felt the pain in his heart, but it slowly expanded, entangled, rolled, and trembled...
After the kiss, he let go of her red lips, and his deep gaze fell on her calm face, "It's nothing special."
She didn't speak, just looked at him quietly. At this moment, she didn't mind his forced kiss, nor the sarcastic words he said. Looking at him was like looking at a little girl who was hurt by love.
, doing childish and stupid things because of emotions.
An inexplicable pity slowly flashed across Yang Xi's face, but in his eyes, it was a kind of sympathy. His eyes dimmed slightly, and a trace of anger flashed away.
His big palm fell on her neck, inexplicable resentment emerged in his eyes, and his long fingers fell on her skirt - "Are you sure you won't regret it?" She said lightly, without even a hint of anger in her eyes.
There is no symbolic timidity either.
With a pause of his fingertips, he formed a fist with his five fingers and squeezed them tightly in his palm. His chest heaved violently with anger and annoyance.
After a long while, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her, his eyes filled with desolation.
"You love him."
Hearing this, he trembled all over, staggered, and almost fell to the ground with her. She was so frightened that she screamed and grabbed his clothes tightly with her long fingers.
After a moment of panic, he sat firmly on the tree branch again, looked down at her, and tried his best to suppress his chaotic breath. "So what?"
"I have said that this kind of thing was very common in our time. Even if you were walking arm in arm with him on the street, others would look at you twice because of your good looks. Other than that, there would be no other problems.
Any ideas." After saying this, he remembered that no one knew that she came from the future, and the statement "in our time" seemed very strange and bizarre.
Fortunately, Fu Qing didn't pay attention to these words. He just pursed his thin lips and gave a wry smile.
He never cared about other people's eyes and thoughts. What he cared about was only him in the end... But even if he was not born a man, even if he was more beautiful than any woman, in this life, next time
In this life, and in the next life, he will never be able to replace her position in his heart.
Looking at the person in front of him, his chest felt slightly swollen and painful. Yang Xi, why are you so lucky?
Such a look, painful and helpless, envious but not daring to hate, this look... looks like Xiao Qing.
Xiaoqing, is she also in love with someone so deeply, is she also heartbroken and helpless?
"Why don't you tell him?" Since you love him, you should speak out bravely and hide it like this. When one day you see that person hugging the beautiful woman into his arms, won't you be upset and angry and vomit blood? "Are you afraid that he cares?
Other people’s eyes? How would you know if you don’t try? Maybe, he doesn’t care at all.”
The sight of them playing the piano and flute that day, melodious and elegant, was a scene she could not forget for a long time. Such a pair of God-given lovers should have been together. Wouldn't it be a pity to miss it?
"As long as you truly love each other, no problem will be a problem."
Her words made Fu Qing's heart feel slightly cold, but also slightly warmed. This woman surprised him today. He smiled slightly.