Even at this time, Lu Yeming and Jun Xiqing were still flirting. Mu Yanfeng felt that it was too humiliating.
So it was a trap within a trap. He had fallen for it.
Now, Dongfang Yu and Fan Men were both here, standing beside Lu Yeming. Lu Yeming stood high up in the middle of the crowd, looking at him with disdain.
Mu Yanfeng felt like a clown. He had never been Lu Yeming's match.
Mu Yanfeng reached out and pulled out the sharp blade from his abdomen, throwing it on the carpet. He laughed loudly. "You think you can defeat me like this? You're too naive."
Mu Yanfeng whistled, and immediately, many men in black rushed out to protect him.
Lu Yeming's deep, almond-shaped eyes were filled with anger. His thin lips curved slightly. Mu Yanfeng was a descendant of Jiu You. After his ancestor was chased out of Jiu You, he had been scheming in the Central Plains for a hundred years. He had left behind a powerful web of power for Mu Yanfeng. Of course he knew that Mu Yanfeng wasn't easy to deal with. Otherwise, why would he have gone through so much trouble to lure Mu Yanfeng into his trap?
Mu Yanfeng had to be eliminated, and the web of power behind him had to be eliminated as well. Otherwise, a war would definitely break out.
…
The two sides engaged in a fierce battle. The men in black that Mu Yanfeng had brought were all death warriors. They had risked their lives to save the heavily injured Mu Yanfeng.
This time, Mu Yanfeng had suffered a great loss. The web of power behind him had also been severely damaged.
But this century-old feud had affected Country A, and a war between Jiu You and the Mu family was about to break out.
Jun Xiqing stood in the corridor and took in a deep breath of fresh air. The world had been peaceful for a long time.
She could already smell the smoke of war.
"Your Highness …"
At this moment, Jun Xiqing heard Fan Men's voice. She looked up and saw Fan Men respectfully reporting something to Lu Yeming on the grass.
Jun Xiqing's eyes landed on Lu Yeming, unable to look away.
Lu Yeming was still wearing that black trench coat. The night breeze ruffled his clothes as he lowered his eyes and spoke to Fan Men in a low voice. His aloof demeanor exuded an aura of elegance.
The retro palace lanterns cast a golden light on him from behind, making it hard for people to look at him directly.
Jun Xiqing's mood suddenly improved. No matter what, they had survived this ordeal.
Lu Yeming returned to her side.
As long as he stayed by her side, she was not afraid of anything.
As if noticing her gaze, Lu Yeming suddenly turned his head and looked over.
He saw Jun Xiqing right away and turned around. She was standing under the dim light, looking at him with a gentle and affectionate gaze.
Lu Yeming stuck one hand into his trouser pocket and arched his long and narrow brows. His deep almond-shaped eyes scanned her from head to toe.
Why was he looking at her like that?
Jun Xiqing's body went limp. Only then did she realize that her face was flushed red and her body temperature was scorching.
His body felt numb and numb.
Actually, her blood could completely resist Mu Yanfeng's medicine, but now that he was looking at her, it was as if she had been drugged again.
Lu Yeming, the seducer!
Jun Xiqing turned away, refusing to look at him.
At this moment, she heard steady footsteps. Lu Yeming was walking over.
A strong arm wrapped around her slim waist and with a gentle tug, she fell into his arms.
His clean, masculine scent wafted into her nostrils. It was especially fragrant.
Landing in his arms, Jun Xiqing squirmed a few times and protested softly, "What are you doing? Let go, everyone is watching."
Lu Yeming's large palm pinched her waist. "Do you really want me to let go?"
The place he had pinched hurt a little and Jun Xiqing squirmed uneasily. "You're hurting me."
Looking at her bashful expression, Lu Yeming's thin lips curved upwards and he exuded a devilish charm. "Other than pain, do you not feel anything else?"
What did he mean?
At this moment, Lu Yeming's large palm slid down to her perky bottom and he gently patted it twice.
Why was he patting her bottom? It was so suggestive, and they were outside. People would really see it.
Jun Xiqing could feel an electric current running through the skin he had just touched. Her legs turned to jelly and she wanted to slide down. "Lu Yeming, stop fooling around. If you continue, I'm going to get angry."
She bit down on her red lower lip with her white teeth and looked at him with teary eyes. She seemed like she wanted to reject him.
Lu Yeming patted her perky bottom again and then whispered in her ear, "Qingqing, you're really naughty."
"…"
What … naughty?
Jun Xiqing's face flushed red. She felt that his words were a little too direct. "Lu Yeming, I …"
In the next second, the world spun around her. Lu Yeming had already carried her in his arms.
"Ah!" Jun Xiqing was so frightened that she screamed. She quickly raised her hands and hugged his neck tightly. "Lu Yeming, put me down. Can you carry me in your current state?"
…
Once they were upstairs, Lu Yeming lowered his handsome face to look at the woman in his arms. "Which room is yours?"
"Erm, erm, put me down first. I'll get the key."
Jun Xiqing struggled with all her might. Her feet landed on the ground and she left his embrace. She searched for the key in her bag.
Lu Yeming stood tall behind her. His hands held her waist and he pressed himself against her from behind. His soft lips landed on her long hair and he said in a hoarse voice, "Hurry up, what are you waiting for?"
Separated by the thin material of their clothes, the two of them were stuck together. Jun Xiqing's face was burning up. Why did she feel like they were a couple who had returned to a hotel room in love and were in a hurry to get a room with him?
When she was with him, even a very healthy thing could change its flavor.
"Don't rush me. I'm looking for it … the key was clearly in my bag. Why can't I find it … eh, where did it go … ah, I found it!"
Just as Jun Xiqing took out the key, there was a loud bang. Lu Yeming had already stretched out his long leg and kicked the room door shut.
The room door opened.
"…"
The key in Jun Xiqing's hand froze in mid-air. It had completely collapsed. How was he supposed to kick the door? Even though this was very Lu Yeming's style.
Lu Yeming hugged her and pushed her into the room, closing the door behind him. He placed his hand on her shoulder and gently turned her around, turning her around to face him. He lowered his eyes to kiss her.
"Lu Yeming!"
Jun Xiqing used her small hand to block his thin lips, preventing him from kissing her.
Lu Yeming opened his eyes. His almond-shaped eyes were dazzling and he looked at her with a doting gentleness. He said in a husky voice, "Are you silly? I'm Lu Yeming. Your Lu Yeming."
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