Zhao Yuan's oath was so naked that even Leng Changxi's toes turned red with embarrassment. Although she was a bold and unrestrained woman from modern times, she had long been transformed after more than ten years of face-to-face teachings on Confucianism.
The small fan on the eyelids flapped a little faster.
Zhao Yuan chuckled softly when he saw this, and the hand placed on her waist couldn't help but slide back and forth. It wasn't until he felt Leng Changxi's stiff body gradually softening that he brought his thin lips close to her ear, opened it gently, and softened her
Put the ear beads into your mouth.
Leng Changxi suddenly took a breath of cold air and trembled slightly, but still stubbornly refused to open her eyes.
Zhao Yuan was not in a hurry, he lightly brushed the tip of his tongue against Leng Changxi's ear socket, with a unique ambiguous atmosphere, feeling her trembling delicate body, feeling satisfied in his heart.
"Little Bao'er..." Zhao Yuan's breath became thicker. With a little force, he brought Leng Changxi into his arms. He leaned forward, pressed against her side, and kissed her slowly.
Her eyebrows slid all the way down, and finally her lips closed.
"Little Bao'er, open your eyes!" Zhao Yuan's tone was domineering but gentle.
Leng Changxi was unable to resist, so she slowly opened her watery eyes. What she saw was Zhao Yuan's hazy eyes like smoke, and the dark desire made her feel frightened.
"Little Bao'er..." Zhao Yuan's hand gently stroked her hair, as delicately as if he were appreciating a treasure.
"Brother Yuan..." Under his guidance, Leng Changxi called him softly without realizing it. Her voice was soft and slightly hoarse, which made Zhao Yuan's eyes look even deeper.
"Little Bao'er, I'm afraid I can't bear to get married to you." There was an evil smile on Zhao Yuan's lips, which was arrogant and charming, but also frightening.
However, to Leng Changxi, his words were like a bucket of cold water in her pocket, a jolt to wake her up from the hallucination.
For some reason, Leng Changxi would have been happy to see this situation a few months ago, but now she unconsciously rejects it.
With a trace of panic in her expression, she pushed Zhao Yuan away, stood up and sat up, her eyes swaying from side to side: "Yuan, brother Yuan, I want to take a bath and rest."
Zhao Yuan naturally saw her refusal, and a flash of darkness flashed across his eyes, but he didn't force it anymore. He just stood up like a gentleman, straightened his clothes a little, then gently rubbed the top of her hair and said, "Look at me, I'm so confused."
, I didn’t even take care of your body. It’s my fault, I have to apologize to my wife for my husband!”
Zhao Yuan bowed to Leng Changxi in a showy way, causing Leng Changxi to raise the corners of her mouth.
Seeing that she was no longer so defensive about him, Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart felt as if something was missing, empty.
"Master Yuan, the hot water is ready." The girl's respectful voice came from outside the door.
Zhao Yuan cleared his throat, put on a cold face again, and said in a deep voice: "Come in!"
The door was slowly pushed open, and several girls with quick movements rushed in. They quickly placed a large bucket behind the screen and poured half a bucket of hot water into it. They also sprinkled a handful of rose petals on top.
"I'm going out first. You'll have a good rest after washing up. I'll wake you up again during dinner. If you need anything, just send someone to call me, you know?" Zhao Yuan rubbed her hair lovingly.
Top, a pair of beautiful eyes, clear and clear, without any lust from before.
Leng Changxi nodded obediently.
After Zhao Yuan warned the maids a few words, he reluctantly left the door.
Under the care of the girls, Leng Changxi slowly slipped into the warm water. The water was warm and just right. Her fatigue was relieved immediately and she felt extremely comfortable.
"Miss Leng, your skin is so beautiful, fair and tender, so enviable." A girl who was waiting for her to take a bath looked at her snow-skinned skin and said enviously.
Leng Changxi smiled lightly and did not reply to her words. She just soaked in the tub and enjoyed the comfortable moment.
Another girl saw that Leng Changxi didn't seem to be as bad-tempered as the other ladies, so she plucked up the courage to say: "Yes, Mr. Yuan still loves the young lady so much. The young lady is really lucky!"
These words were like a thorn, piercing into Leng Changxi's heart. It was sour and numb, with a little pain. She couldn't explain why, she just felt a feeling of suffocation.
Many past events passed before my eyes scene by scene, from the first meeting, to the first parting, to the first misunderstanding and scolding.
Yes, Zhao Yuan loves her very much and dotes on her very much. It can be said that he has pampered her to the point of being lawless since she was a child. But why does she still feel that something is missing? She always feels that there is still a place in her heart that is not satisfied. It is because she is too greedy.
Yet?
She once thought that her love with Zhao Yuan would be as solid as a rock forever, but why did a false accusation put the two of them in such a situation? As she thought about it, her heart started to hurt again.
She leaned her head back against the barrel, and her eyes fell squarely on the clothes that Chen Shaoxuan gave her last night. A warm current passed through her heart, as if there was a piece of heart that Zhao Yuan had forgotten, and it was slowly infiltrated.
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"It would be great if he could trust me like Shaoxuan." Leng Changxi sighed softly from her red lips.
"Miss, what did you say?" The serving girl didn't hear what she said clearly, so she asked again for fear that she might need something.
"I said, you all go down, I want to be alone." Leng Changxi waved her hand and asked them all to retreat.
In the room, warm smoke filled the air, and Leng Changxi fell into her own thoughts.
On the street, after leaving the house, Chen Shaoxuan suddenly remembered that Zhao Yuan had not yet been asked about the identity of the woman in the Xuanjia Inn. He intuitively believed that the woman was the person behind the scenes.
He was so angry at Zhao Yuan's behavior and refused to stay longer because of the sourness in his heart that he hurried out of the house without solving such an important problem.
Just as he was about to turn around and go back, a call came from beside him: "Fifth Senior Brother!"
"Xueyan?!" Chen Shaoxuan turned around and saw that it was his family's troublemaker.
"Lingfeng is here too?" Chen Shaoxuan was a little surprised when he saw the two people walking towards him quickly.
"Master Chen." Lingfeng nodded towards Chen Shaoxuan.
Chen Shaoxuan suddenly remembered that he had told Xue Yan about coming to the palace when he left, so he smiled faintly at Lingfeng and said, "It's all settled, don't worry!"
Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What's going on?"
Due to the lack of time last night, he could not explain too much to Lingfeng and the others. Now that Leng Changxi was safe, he was relieved and told Lingfeng roughly what happened.
"Are you saying that the identity of that woman has not yet been asked to Master Yuan?" Lingfeng frowned.
"Yes." Chen Shaoxuan nodded: "I was planning to ask again."
"Fifth Senior Brother, I think Zhao Yuan may not know. You think that woman left before he came. She was so secretive when she entered the house, and the servants may not know about it. The only one who knew about it was King Xi.
Then there's no point in going back and asking! Why don't you stop asking, Leng Changxi is safe anyway, right?" Li Xueyan analyzed on her own.
Lingfeng also felt that it made some sense and nodded at Chen Shaoxuan.
Due to the persistence of the two men, Chen Shaoxuan did not go back. He looked back at the palace reluctantly and then followed them back to the Chenjia Jiaozi Shop.
However, when he left, Zhao Yuan missed the truth for the third time, and this mistake lasted forever.