Chapter 344
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Shen Yueji's eyes widened.
She tried to push him away.
The man grabbed her hand and kissed her heavily. "Ji 'er, this time, you can't drive me away anymore. I'll give you time."
Shen Yueji couldn't break free and let him kiss her.
After about half an incense stick of time, the man reluctantly left her lips. In the end, he did not forget to lightly peck on her lips that had been ravaged to an unbearable extent.
She looked calm and indifferent. It was hard to tell whether she was angry or not. She just said, "Are you satisfied now?"
Knowing that he had made her angry again, Mo Wushang lowered his head. "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back."
He looked at the closed door of Ji Lan's courtyard not far away. Shen Yueji wiped her red and swollen lips. "If you don't want to make me angry, leave quickly."
The man stood there, showing that he didn't want to leave.
Shen Yueji smiled coldly. "If you want to stay here to guard against the emperor, then I'll go to see Shangguan Yu. Anyway, there's only one of you. If you guard against this, you can't guard against that. Shangguan Yu is much more enthusiastic than the emperor. You choose. "
The man looked at her deeply and turned away.
Before leaving, he looked back at her. "I'm going to kill him."
His tone was sharp and irrefutable.
Shen Yueji crossed her arms. "Why don't you try?"
Ling Li's tone gradually became helpless and sullen.
Mo Wushang moved his lips, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
He listened to his wife and didn't kill him.
But he could still teach him a lesson.
...
Shen Yueji ordered people to prepare food for Feng Jiuqing. She waited until the red and swollen lips disappeared a little before she pushed the door open and entered.
As soon as she entered, she saw the man sitting on the soft couch thoughtfully. His hair was a little messy, and his gentle and handsome profile looked as if the previous brutal scene had never happened.
He was still holding a delicate small box in his hand. When he saw her coming in, his eyes were fixed on her.
Shen Yueji carefully put the food on the table. "Your Majesty hasn't eaten for a day. I ordered the kitchen to specially prepare this for you. Although it's not as good as the delicacies in the palace, but these small …"
Before she finished speaking, her hand was taken by the man, and then she sat on the man's lap.
Her chin was buckled, and the man's exquisite eyes fell on her smooth neck.
His slender fingers gently stroked the skin. There was a trace of annoyance and heartache in his voice. "Does it still hurt?"
Shen Yueji covered her neck and shook her head. "It doesn't hurt anymore."
After such a long time, the marks on Mo Wushang's neck had long disappeared. Otherwise, Mo Wushang would have noticed it.
Even though Feng Jiuqing couldn't see the marks on her neck, he still opened the box in his hand and took out a soft substance. Searching for the traces of her memories, he smeared it on her neck.
The sensation on her neck was bone-chilling, and for a moment, it was as if countless cold air had drilled into her body.
Shen Yueji instinctively slapped the man's hand away and stood up from his lap.
There was a hint of panic in his expression.
The man's pupils constricted hard, and the soft jade ointment was rubbed on his fingertips. Feng Jiuqing looked straight at her, not letting go of any panic on her face: "are you afraid of me?"
"No … no …"
He rubbed his eyebrows with a little headache, and his voice was a little helpless. "Imperial Concubine, I lost my composure just now. I promise you, there won't be a next time."
"Don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you."
She let the man hold her hand and sat on his lap again. Shen Yueji looked up at him carefully. "Your Majesty, you … what happened just now?"
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