Murong Jiancheng asked Lu Yeming, "Where's your mother?"
Before Lu Yeming could say anything, he felt a hand reach out from behind and pinch him hard on the back of his waist.
"…"
Lu Yeming said expressionlessly, "She's already gone."
Murong Jiancheng snorted coldly and chased after her.
Seeing that he had left, Bei Yuewu heaved a sigh of relief. "Son, well done."
Lu Yeming looked at her with a strange expression.
Bei Yuewu froze and slowly looked sideways. Murong Jiancheng hadn't left at all. He was standing in front of her, looking at her.
Murong Jiancheng was wearing a black cashmere coat with a dark grey shirt and black trousers inside. He was forty-three years old and was in his prime. Murong Jiancheng had been in a high position for many years when he was young and had an imposing aura, just like a majestic lion in the mountains.
Now that he was standing in front of her, his almond-shaped eyes were fixed on Bei Yuewu's face. In that instant, his gaze was cold and murderous.
This woman had dared to toy with him!
How many years had it been? After twenty-three years, he had finally caught her.
This time … he had to take good care of her …
Before Murong Jiancheng could make up his mind, Bei Yuewu suddenly spread her legs and dashed towards him. "Hubby!"
She called him sweetly. Murong Jiancheng suddenly felt his waist go numb.
She dashed into his arms and he subconsciously reached out to hold her waist. Bei Yuewu jumped up, hugging his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist passionately. "Hubby, long time no see. I missed you so much. Did you miss me?"
Murong Jiancheng felt as though he had returned to many years ago. She had fallen in love with him and forced him to marry her.
In the first two months of their marriage, she had been as passionate as fire. Even when there was no one around, she would still cling onto him.
At that time, he was hot-blooded and she loved to climb onto him. He wouldn't say much and would even scold her. But no one knew how happy he was inside.
In the third month, she became pregnant.
It had been so many years but she didn't seem to have changed at all.
It was as though nothing had happened.
Murong Jiancheng grasped her waist and pushed her down. "Get off me!" he reprimanded.
Bei Yuewu blinked her eyes pitifully. "No, I just want to be with my husband."
As she spoke, she deliberately twisted her waist. As she twisted, she paused and looked at Murong Jiancheng with her beautiful eyes. Biting her red lips, she asked, "Hubby, are you hiding some powerful weapon on you?"
Murong Jiancheng gritted his teeth and cursed her in his heart. Demoness!
What a bold and savage demoness!
There were many people here. Not to mention the guards of the Imperial City, even his son, Ming 'er, was here. He had always been conservative and conservative. Now that he was old, he was even more unwilling to bring this kind of obscure and private matter to the public. However, this demoness clung tightly to him and even deliberately seduced him. Did she really think that she was sixteen years old?
What kind of behavior was this?
Seeing this scene, Lu Yeming was amused. His mother was quite an interesting one.
"Let's go."
Lu Yeming took everyone away.
…
Everyone left and Murong Jiancheng's face turned cold. "Bei Yuewu, I'll say it one more time. Leave!"
As soon as he said that, Bei Yuewu hugged his handsome face and kissed him forcefully. "Old thing, everyone has left. Why are you still pretending?"
"…"
This was the first time in his life that Murong Jiancheng had been called an 'old thing'. "…"
Bei Yuewu flung her head and her hat fell to the ground. Her wavy hair fell messily over her shoulders. After all these years, she hadn't aged at all. Her skin was fair and her eyes were enchanting. She could steal a man's soul.
"You really don't miss me? Old thing, I'll bite you to death! "Bei Yuewu hugged his neck and bit the corner of his lips.
Murong Jiancheng's blood surged when he was bitten. He really loved and hated her at the same time.
How much trouble had she caused him in those years?
She had almost shaken the foundation of the country.
Ming 'er had been lost and the country had been cut off from the rest of the country. He had almost been too ashamed to face his ancestors.
Murong Jiancheng dodged her kiss and said angrily, "Don't give me that. How could I bear to leave back then? How could I not come back after so many years? I can see that you've been living a carefree life all these years."
Bei Yuewu pouted her red lips. "You were the one who betrayed me. When I was pregnant, you ran into Dongfang Wanqing's room and even said that you wanted to marry Dongfang Wanqing!"
Bei Yuewu's eyes were burning with anger at the thought of the past.
Murong Jiancheng pursed his lips and revealed an unhappy expression.
"When I married you, I already said that I, Bei Yuewu, will not tolerate any dirt in my eyes. I will never share a man with another woman. If you betray me, I'll kick you and let you have fun with other men!"
Murong Jiancheng tightened his grip around her waist, wishing he could snap it in half. What a heartless thing!
"You shrew, jealous woman!" He scolded her harshly.
Bei Yuewu's eyes shifted and she suddenly wasn't angry anymore. She hugged his neck tightly. "How was it? Did you sleep with Dongfang Wanqing? Is she a Holy Lady on the surface, but she's actually … slutty?"
"Bei Yuewu!" Murong Jiancheng scolded her unhappily. "Don't think that I can still pamper you. Wanqing isn't that kind of woman. You're not allowed to humiliate her in the future!"
As Bei Yuewu looked at him, her eyes turned cold and icy.
She quickly closed her eyes and kissed him.
She bit him like a puppy, biting his lips. Murong Jiancheng frowned in pain. He hated this vixen and jealous woman to the core. Since ancient times, emperors had always had harems and concubines. Whenever he got close to a woman, she would be jealous.
He didn't even dare to think about her being so jealous, let alone not wanting to think about other women.
In the beginning, she would throw a tantrum. Of course, he would ignore her and go to the study room to sleep. When she saw that he had left, she would quickly run over to hug him and coax him. She would serve him in all sorts of ways on the bed, trying to please him.
At that time, her eyes were sparkling when she looked at him, and he really enjoyed the adoration in her eyes.
Every time they quarreled, he would win. She would be afraid the moment he turned around and left. Every quarrel would end on the bed.
He didn't know why, but she changed after that. It was probably when he said that he wanted to marry Dongfang Qing.
That day, she was like a completely different person. She smashed everything, scolded him and hit him.
He turned around and left. This was the first time she didn't chase after him. She sat on the floor and cried, not caring about her image.
From that night onwards, she was indifferent towards him.
She was still pregnant, but she started to become more quiet. Sometimes when they slept together, he couldn't help but want to be intimate with her. She would get up and tell him to find a palace maid for him.
During the first few months of their marriage, she was the one who coaxed him and served him. As time passed, it became a habit.
Her sudden coldness made him at a loss. He couldn't bring himself to ask her for forgiveness.
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