The Prince Consort's Beloved

Chapter 125 Blasphemy

Kunpeng, however, kept pestering her, blocking Qingluan's way, and asked stubbornly: "Qingluan, tell me, was brother very charming just now?"

As he spoke, his smile became more and more wanton, which made Qingluan feel creepy and gave her goose bumps.

Qingluan asked him: "Why are you laughing so indulgently?"

Seeing Qingluan finally speaking, Kunpeng smiled even more passionately, and blurted out: "Brother loves to laugh by nature."

Qing Luan snorted coldly: "You should restrain yourself a little."

Qingluan ignored him and wanted to go past him and return to her own residence.

Kunpeng blocked her again, and said with a sly smile: "Qingluan, I can't restrain myself. I am happy when I see you. I want to laugh when I see you."

Qing Luan's face was as cold as frost. She slapped him and said coldly, "Do you still want to laugh?"

Kunpeng covered his cheek that was hit, and said in a daze: "I don't want to laugh anymore."

Qingluan snorted lightly, and finally successfully passed Kunpeng and walked towards her residence.

Kunpeng covered his face and shouted unwillingly behind her: "Are you so cruel? Don't you feel sorry for me at all?"

No one responded.

Kunpeng continued to shout persistently: "Don't you have any feelings for me at all? If I die one day, won't you feel sad?"

The night was silent and no one responded.

The sound of boxing practice was heard from the back garden of the princess's mansion, and the next day the servants discovered that a big tree in the garden had fallen down.

Li Yuanrou in the Green Plum Garden hugged Xiao Luobai with a crazy look on her face, her tone full of infatuation: "My husband, you are so beautiful, as if you were a banished immortal who came down to earth to experience tribulations and accidentally got me. I really like you so much."

Xiao Luobai enjoyed Li Yuanrou's praise and his face was full of pride.

Li Yuanrou grabbed his hand, dragged him into the house, and slammed the door shut.

She rummaged through the boxes and drawers happily, and finally found another red ribbon.

She chuckled and put her hands on Xiao Luobai's hands, which were pinned behind her back, tied a knot tightly, and prepared to use her fists.

Li Yuanrou had a sly smile on her face. She pressed forward step by step, forcing the man to the corner. She then casually pressed her palm against the wall, trapping the tall man in a small space.

Xiao Luobai was calm and composed, looking down at her from a superior position. There was a hint of imperceptible doting in his deep black eyes, but it was completely hidden by him in an instant.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a flat voice: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Li Yuanrou raised her long dark eyebrows and smiled cunningly: "I am here, blaspheming the gods."

A pair of soft hands climbed up Xiao Luobai's neck, she closed her eyes slightly, and gave him a deep kiss.

She was absorbed in it, and suddenly felt Xiao Luobai's lips curved against hers. She was startled and opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Xiao Luobai looking at her with a sly smile in his eyes.

When Li Yuanrou was confused, she heard a noise and Xiao Luobai broke the restraints on her wrist.

He opened his thin lips and uttered four words slowly: "He refuses to change despite repeated admonitions."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed her hands, tied a knot, and then curled his lips slightly with a hint of joy.

He tilted his head and smiled slightly: "It's my turn."

Li Yuanrou's eyes widened and her mind went blank.

The curve of Xiao Luobai's lips was embedded with a touch of bewitching charm.

He held her in his arms and casually switched their positions, pressing her against the wall.

There was a hint of ease and joy in the deep voice: "Don't cry and beg me later."

Li Yuanrou's hands were raised above her head and held tightly. Her lips, which were slightly opened due to surprise, were covered with a layer of softness, and a familiar cold breath poured in.

Finally, when Li Yuanrou felt like a specimen stuck to the wall and about to be executed on the spot, Xiao Luobai let go of her lips.

Before she could react, she felt her body suddenly lifted into the air, Xiao Luobai picked her up by the waist and walked inside.

She was placed on the bed, with a tall figure looming over her. She said in panic, "Don't, don't..."

Xiao Luobai's lips curled up, his voice teasing: "Why? Any last words?"

She stretched the restraints: "Untie!"

Xiao Luobai looked at her wrists that had lost their freedom, raised his eyebrows, and smiled charmingly: "Madam, don't you like this?"

Li Yuanrou said angrily without hesitation: "I didn't!"

Xiao Luobai chuckled and said hypocritically, "Is that so? I thought Madam had a special liking for this."

Li Yuanrou opened her lips and just as she said the word "I", her voice was completely blocked.

The breeze blows across your face, like a veil passing across your skin, gentle and comfortable, with a hint of coolness that refreshes your heart.

The red robe and light blue gauze skirt were scattered all over the ground.

The leaves swayed gently and rustled, like the sound of a piano, stirring the heartstrings and making people intoxicated.

Li Yuanrou's momentum faded, and her tone was filled with pleading: "We still have to travel tomorrow."

Xiao Luobai leaned over to her ear and said in a low and ambiguous voice: "Just once."

The breeze blows gently, like silk brushing against the skin, softly and gently.

Close your eyes, stand under the tree, and let the breeze stagnate for a moment, gather and then dissipate.

Li Yuanrou's voice gradually became hazy: "Please..."

Before she could say anything, Xiao Luobai interrupted her: "Don't beg."

Tears rolled down.

She looked over with misty eyes pitifully. Xiao Luobai frowned and pretended to be angry: "Don't cry."

The wind was so strong that it blew the green leaves on the trees, and a whimpering sound began.

Li Yuanrou blinked her shining eyes and another string of tears rolled down.

Xiao Luobai leaned over and kissed her tearful almond eyes, and the salty taste spread from his mouth.

He raised his head slightly and wiped away the tears that were sneaking down her cheek with his fingertips.

Li Yuanrou stared at him with moist eyes, her face full of tears, and she looked so pitiful.

Xiao Luobai looked at the pleading look in her eyes and sighed helplessly. A hint of pity rose in his heart unconsciously, but it disappeared in a flash.

He suddenly pulled off the red scarf that he disliked on his head and covered Li Yuanrou's eyes with it.

He smiled and felt that the scarf was not as annoying as before.

Tender kisses fell densely, covering the red towel.

The thin lips moved slowly, and the warm touch fell from top to bottom, falling on her eyelids, lips, neck, and collarbone.

The late summer wind suddenly became thick and sticky, blowing up the green leaves on the ground that had been forced to fall due to the sword dancing.

The leaves were suddenly rolled up, carrying with them the lingering love that could not be dissolved in late summer and early autumn.

The scarf was wet with tears, and Li Yuanrou shouted out one word with difficulty between tears: "Stop."

Xiao Luobai chuckled, which was not what she wanted.

He preferred to watch Li Yuanrou slowly withering away like an uncontrollable sacrifice, as if every inch of her body and mind had melted into his bones and blood, and could never be separated.

The wind was blowing hard, and the green leaves were lifted up to the sky, like thousands of green fireworks flying all over the sky, and then slowly fell down after a dance. The spectacular scene was like a vibrant snow in the summer.

He gently pulled off the wet red scarf and threw it aside. Li Yuanrou regained her sight, and her tearful eyes glared angrily at the person in front of her who was smiling. Her eyes were like a knife cutting into the person in front of her.