Xuan Ying let go of her and knelt on the bed. He lowered his eyes to look at the small piece of fabric she had dirtied and his handsome face darkened.
Feng Lingxue got up and took out two pieces of tissue paper to wipe his body. "I'm sorry, I'll help you clean it. I'll help you clean it now …"
Her soft little hand held onto the tissue and touched his firm muscles. Separated by the thin material of his clothes, it was like a feather gently brushing across the lake in his heart, stirring up ripples in his heart.
They were in an intimate position now, her head was right in front of his pants …
"Stupid woman, where are you wiping?" He cursed through gritted teeth.
Feng Lingxue quickly lifted her head, she didn't know what she had done wrong again. "What's wrong?"
Xuan Ying had nowhere to vent his anger, his black glassy eyes were filled with malice and displeasure.
Unfortunately, she was still looking at him with a pair of pure and innocent eyes. Her red lips were really tender and alluring.
She was a little vixen.
"F * ck!"
He cursed in frustration, he had a feeling that he would be played to death by her one day.
Xuan Ying got down the bed and walked into the bathroom.
"Bang!" He slammed the door. The sound was deafening.
Feng Lingxue looked at his back view in confusion. He was really becoming more and more unpredictable.
…
Feng Lingxue cleaned herself up and put on a maid's uniform before heading downstairs.
In the dining room, Xuan Ying sat at the main seat with two beautiful concubines accompanying him for breakfast.
Seeing that she had arrived, one of the concubines, Chuchu, quickly said, "What are you waiting for? Come over and pour me some milk."
"Yes." Feng Lingxue walked forward and picked up the glass of milk.
She was just about to pour it when she heard a low voice. "Put it down."
Feng Lingxue froze, lifting her eyes to look at Xuan Ying.
Xuan Ying glared at her. "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Feng Lingxue quickly put down the glass of milk.
"Come over."
He ordered again.
Feng Lingxue quickly walked over, she was afraid that she would be humiliated and punished if she didn't listen to him.
"Master, what orders do you have?" she asked softly.
Xuan Ying stretched out his strong arm, grasping her svelte waist and pulled forcefully. She fell onto his muscular thighs.
Hiss.
The two concubines and maids all gasped as they watched Xuan Ying carry Feng Lingxue in his arms.
Feng Lingxue's lashes fluttered and she quickly got up. "Master, I still need to work. Pour the milk …"
Xuan Ying's strong arm held her waist, not allowing her to move. Lifting his leg, he kicked Chuchu's chair with his heavy military boots. "What the f * ck are you eating? Go get some milk!"
The chair split open at once, and Chuchu fell on the carpet on her buttocks, looking extremely embarrassed.
The other concubine also stood up. Like the other maids, she was so scared that she didn't even dare to breathe.
They were shocked. Ever since Feng Lingxue entered the family, Young Master had been humiliating and torturing her.
But today, Young Lord's attitude was completely different. He was starting to dote on Feng Lingxue.
Chuchu crawled up from the ground pathetically. She was indignant and looked at Feng Lingxue with jealousy. "Young Master, she's the maid, how can you …"
Chuchu's words came to an abrupt halt as Xuan Ying's gaze swept over her. His gaze was so cold that it made one's scalp go numb.
"Yes … yes, Young Master!"
They all knew how Xuan Ying dealt with women. He would often throw the women around him into the military camp and reward them to his subordinates.
Chuchu trembled as she walked forward, pouring him a glass of warm milk.
Xuan Ying picked up the glass of milk, bringing it to Feng Lingxue's red lips. "Aren't you hungry? Drink the milk first. "
Feng Lingxue was flattered. He didn't torture her today, and was actually treating her well?
He fed her the milk personally.
What was wrong with him?
Xuan Ying's inky eyes landed on her face, looking unfathomable. She couldn't tell what he was thinking.
"No … there's no need …" She rejected him.
"Do you want me to feed you?"
"What?"
Xuan Ying drank a mouthful of milk himself, bending over to kiss her red lips.
His long tongue pried open her teeth, feeding her a mouthful of warm milk in an overbearing manner.
Feng Lingxue's eyes widened, and she drank the milk without any warning.
Xuan Ying didn't let go of her. He hooked her tongue and kissed her for a while, before slowly letting go of her.
He even licked the milk stains on her lips, as if he hadn't had enough.
Feng Lingxue's cold face flushed red. He actually … fed her milk like this.
"Do you still want me to feed you?" He prepared to feed her again.
"I'll do it myself!"
She quickly took the glass of milk, drinking it slowly.
"Ha." Xuan Ying chuckled beside her ear, his voice gentle and seductive.
Feng Lingxue's heart was filled with sweetness, even the milk became very sweet.
Ever since that night three years ago, when she was dragged into a dark room and lost her chastity, she knew that she was dirty.
She felt inferior and afraid, and so she shut herself away.
She didn't dare to have any wild hopes, because she no longer had the right to be with him. Now that their statuses were so different, he was the high and mighty Silver Mask King, while she was as lowly as a speck of dust, it was even more impossible.
But now, she still felt sweet.
Brother Ying seemed to have returned.
As long as he treated her even the slightest bit better, her heart would sink into his web of love, unable to extricate herself.
"Finish your breakfast, I'll take you shopping later." Xuan Ying kissed her silky hair from behind.
Shopping?
"I don't …"
"I received news today that the West Palace has announced to the world that the West Duke will be getting married in half a month's time. He will be marrying the East Duke's daughter, Ye Ruge, as his wife and Ah Xiao as his concubine. Both concubines will be entering the West Palace at the same time."
What?
The West Duke, Lu Yeming, was getting married?
In half a month's time?
Why was the time so tight?
"All these years, the King who has been living in the Palace has claimed that he isn't feeling well and has been recuperating. No matter how the four dukes are fighting outside, he won't appear. Without a summon, no one is allowed to enter the Palace.
"But according to the ancestral teachings, every duke has to enter the Palace to pay their respects to the King the day after they get married. So the West Duke can enter the Palace after he gets married.
"The Jadeite Hall is very lively today, the West Duke will be bringing Ye Ruge and Ah Xiao there to try on the red wedding dress. I'll get someone to custom-make some clothes for you, hm?"
When Chuchu and the other concubine heard this, they dug their nails into their palms in jealousy. The Jadeite Hall specialized in custom-making clothes for Country A's royal family. Every season, their new products would become the trendsetter of the fashion industry, they were hard to get even with money.
Now that Young Lord was going to custom-make clothes for Feng Lingxue, it really made them jealous.
…
The Jadeite Hall.
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