Chapter 1442
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Auntie. "Jun Xiqing quickly grabbed Bei Yuewu." Look, His Majesty is dancing with Miss Ai. "
Bei Yuewu lifted her head to look. On the dance floor, Murong Jiancheng had placed his hand on Ai Lei's waist and the two of them started dancing.
Dressed in a black shirt, Murong Jiancheng's handsome face was bathed in the bright lights. He exuded the aura of a mature man.
Ai Lei had a beautiful face and a perfect figure. She was really pleasing to the eye when she stood next to Murong Jiancheng.
Bei Yuewu suddenly felt a stab of pain in her heart as she looked at them.
"Auntie, it was just a misunderstanding 26 years ago. You misunderstood His Majesty. With your charm, it's only a matter of time before His Majesty comes back." Jun Xiqing batted her long lashes at Bei Yuewu playfully.
Bei Yuewu smiled and shook her head. "Even if I managed to seduce him, his heart isn't with me."
"Auntie, why do you say that?"
"Back then, when I met him, he was hurt by Dongfang Wanqing and accepted me. I was the one who chased after him for the first three months of our marriage. Sometimes, when I threw a tantrum with him, he wouldn't say anything and would just give me the cold shoulder. He would turn around and run into the study. I was afraid that he would leave me, so I would always hug him and apologize to him, asking him not to leave.
"I loved him very much, but he never said that he loved me. So, I was always humble in this marriage. In this Imperial City, I felt even more insecure. Back then, the late Emperor had many concubines. He didn't like me, so he sent a few concubines to his son. Although he didn't accept them, I was still very afraid. In addition, his first love, Dongfang Wanqing, was still in the Imperial Palace. So, I was especially jealous at that time. I didn't allow him to talk to the daughters of the aristocratic families. I didn't even allow him to get close to a beautiful servant girl.
"In the end, he entered Dongfang Wanqing's room. Dongfang Wanqing's maid purposely showed me a wedding handkerchief stained with blood. I fell for it and cried and fought with him.
"After that, we went far away. I was angry, but he didn't want to explain. The late Emperor passed away, and he was busy with government affairs. We didn't talk much. Sometimes, he wanted to be intimate with me at night, but I just coldly pushed him away."
"After that, I gave birth to Yeming. At that time, I wanted to take Yeming with me, but then I remembered that Yeming was the Crown Prince of A Country, so I hardened my heart and left my son behind, abandoning them."
"Now that I think about it, it was just my wishful thinking."
Jun Xiqing's heart ached as she looked at Bei Yuewu's sorrowful expression. It was as if she could see the Bei Yuewu from 26 years ago, who was willing to compromise for the sake of love.
But, did Murong Country's monarch really not love?
"Auntie, let's go dance too. I've seen Elder Sister Ling do pole dancing before. I heard that Auntie's dance was enough to captivate the entire city. I wonder if I'll have the chance to witness Auntie's dance today?" Jun Xiqing looked at Bei Yuewu in admiration.
Bei Yuewu's mood improved. She reached out for an exquisite bowl and threw it on the carpet.
The bowl started spinning on the carpet. Bei Yuewu leaped onto it, tapping her toes on the bowl and dancing gracefully.
Oh my god.
Murong Jiancheng heard the crowd gasping. He lifted his eyes and saw Bei Yuewu.
Bei Yuewu had changed out of her cheongsam and was wearing a long red dress. Her red chiffon dress created a beautiful arc in the air.
Bei Yuewu was born to dance.
Murong Jiancheng recalled the first time Bei Yuewu danced at Ah Jiao's Room 26 years ago. He and Yuan Ming were the guests.
That dance had made Yuan Ming go crazy.
Wasn't he the same?
Murong Jiancheng's gaze followed Bei Yuewu, unable to shift away.
Bei Yuewu was having a great time. Suddenly, she slipped and fell backwards.
"Ah!"
Bei Yuewu let out a soft cry. She felt that she was really unlucky. The main character of the night was actually going to perform in front of everyone.
Just as she was about to fall, a muscular arm suddenly wrapped around her from behind and hugged her. Her delicate body fell into the embrace of a tall and handsome man.
"Be careful."
A familiar voice rang in his ears.
Bei Yuewu lifted her head and saw Murong Jiancheng's handsome face.
It was him.
He was the one who had hugged her.
Bei Yuewu froze and quickly reached out to push him away. "Thank you."
Murong Jiancheng didn't let go. It had been a long time since he had hugged her delicate body. He hadn't had a woman for the past 26 years either. She suddenly fell into his embrace and he didn't want to let go.
"What are you doing? Let go of me."
There were so many people watching. What was the meaning of him hugging her like that? Bei Yuewu struggled a little in his arms.
She twisted and their bodies rubbed against each other. Murong Jiancheng suddenly felt a ball of fire rushing to his head.
Bei Yuewu pushed him away and accidentally touched a certain part of him. Bei Yuewu was startled.
She lifted her eyes to look at him.
Murong Jiancheng turned his face away uncomfortably, avoiding her gaze and retracted his hand.
He retracted his hand too quickly and Bei Yuewu realized that she had sprained her ankle. She lost her balance and was about to fall again.
Murong Jiancheng quickly reached out and pulled her into his arms. "What's wrong?"
"I sprained my ankle."
Murong Jiancheng pursed his thin lips and lifted her up, carrying her to the room upstairs.
Seeing this scene, Jun Xiqing clicked her tongue. Everyone said that Murong Jiancheng was a block of wood, but she didn't think this block of wood was stupid.
…
In the room.
Murong Jiancheng kicked the door open and walked in. He placed Bei Yuewu on the soft bed.
Bei Yuewu didn't let go of his neck. The two of them rolled into the room and Murong Jiancheng was on top of her.
At this moment, his Adam's apple softened. It turned out that Bei Yuewu's red lips had accidentally kissed his Adam's apple.
Murong Jiancheng supported himself with both hands by her side and straightened his body slightly. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
Bei Yuewu had been married to him before and had accidentally bumped into him in the living room just now. Now that he looked at her, she could tell that he was aroused. She opened her mouth and bit down on his sexy Adam's apple.
Murong Jiancheng's eyes reddened and he let out a low moan.
It was very quiet in the room. His low voice was like a cello and it was slightly hoarse. His moan was really seductive.
Bei Yuewu let go. "Murong Jiancheng, why are you moaning?"
Murong Jiancheng lowered his eyes to look at her. He watched as she asked even though she already knew the answer.
He didn't say anything. Straightening up, he picked up her right foot with his large palm and massaged her ankle. In a hoarse voice, he asked, "Is it here?"
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