vstars Chapter 110
Chapter 110
Nalan Jingwen simply looked down at his actions, unmoved, letting him nibble on her lips.
Rong Hengyu squinted, his eyes glistening with tears, his voice pleading, his body trembling slightly. Unable to get a response, he couldn't bear to look at himself like this, and his biting became even more intense.
Despite feeling the stinging pain on his lips, Nalan Jingwen didn't even flinch. It wasn't until he tasted the blood that he slowly stopped moving, swallowed the blood, and chuckled softly as he pressed his forehead against Nalan Jingwen's.
"Why won't Your Highness even glance at your servant?"
He took Nalan Jingwen's hand and placed it below his own abdomen.
"Your Highness...please look at your servant..."
"Why is it that they can all receive your favor, but not your servants?"
"This is unfair to the courtiers..."
Nalan Jingwen remained calm, withdrew his hand, straightened his body, and placed a small distance between them.
Rong Hengyu's cheeks were slightly flushed, a captivating smile played on her lips, and her phoenix eyes shimmered with a faint light, yet were filled with sorrow.
"Is Your Highness abandoning me simply because I made mistakes in the past?"
Nalan Jingwen stared at him calmly.
"You did nothing wrong."
She made no comment on the past.
"Why has Your Highness refused to touch me until now?"
Rong Hengyu took a step closer to her, closing the distance between them once again.
For so long, although they had shared a bed many times, Nalan Jingwen never touched him, even when he was so aroused by her, she remained unmoved.
"Isn't it better for us to stay where we are?"
They treated each other with respect and did not interfere with each other.
She always kept her distance from Rong Hengyu because she didn't trust him; he had too many secrets, and she couldn't see through this man.
"Oh no! It was His Highness who said that I should treat you as my wife, but in the end, why is it that only I took it seriously? Why has His Highness gone back on his word?"
“I have not gone back on my word; you have always been my rightful husband.”
Rong Hengyu gave a bitter laugh, full of bitterness, "This kind of nominal husband is not what I want."
"You and Liu Qishan became husband and wife in the mountains, and made vows of eternal love to each other. If he were still alive, I'm afraid the position of the principal husband would not have been given to me."
“I thought that you treated all men the same, except for him. But you pity Jinse, care about Pei Yunche, worry about Jingchi, and are cruel to me alone.”
Perhaps she herself didn't realize that when she was with Pei Yunche, she would always subconsciously relax and look at him with doting eyes.
She wasn't surprised at all that Rong Hengyu knew about Liu Qishan's existence. Hongyun was his person, and he had never intended to hide it from the beginning.
Unexpectedly, he had been monitoring him all along.
She looked at him silently, her eyes remaining calm and undisturbed.
Rong Hengyu cautiously reached out and hugged her, pleading, "Your Highness...please kiss me..."
“I’ve sent people to find Liu Qishan for you. I’ve also sent people to guard the house you shared in Hongcheng, and I won’t allow anyone to enter or cause any damage. I know you love him, but before he comes back, can you please be kind to me?”
Who is Rong Hengyu? From birth, he has been the focus of everyone's attention, the only candidate for the Empress, a person whose talent and appearance are unparalleled in the world. He has always been noble and dignified, sitting in a high position. When has he ever been so humble?
The woman, who had remained calm throughout, finally had her eyes stirred by those words.
"Why is this so?"
Rong Hengyu simply smiled, her beauty dazzling, like a jade tree in full bloom.
"Hengyu has only one request: that you look at Hengyu more often, so that Hengyu will feel that everything she has done has been worthwhile."
There is only this one requirement.
Nalan Jingwen stared at him in silence for a long while before finally saying, "Thank you."
"Hengyu does not need Your Highness's thanks."
He pulled his arms closer together and offered his lips to him again. This time, Nalan Jingwen did not refuse, but instead invaded his mouth with an extremely forceful attitude, sucking all the air from it.
The room was filled with the sounds of wet water and a man's panting. Nalan Jingwen forcefully pinned his hands behind his back, pressing them against his waist, forcing him to passively endure the predatory kiss.
Because of this action, the corners of his eyes turned even redder, and he let out an unbearable groan. The uncontrollable desire made his breathing even heavier. He felt like he was about to die, his whole body was numb, and white light flashed before his eyes.
Nalan Jingwen released him, and Rong Hengyu's body went limp, almost kneeling on the ground. He quickly caught Rong Hengyu's sliding body and let him lean against him to calm down.
The air fell silent for a moment, with only the man's panting remaining.
Finally, after he calmed down, Nalan Jing asked, "Why don't you know how to breathe while kissing?"
Rong Hengyu nestled in her arms, his voice hoarse: "Your Highness, please teach me more, and I will learn quickly."
Nalan Jingwen sighed and stroked his soft hair. "Let's go, it's time to go to the palace."
Rong Hengyu remained still, leaning against her. Nalan Jingwen asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"Your servant is in pain..."
Nalan Jing understood, and his expression turned strange.
"Will I help you?"
But it's getting late, and if we delay any longer, we might not make it in time.
She thought for a moment, then picked the person up and went outside.
Rong Hengyu instinctively wrapped his arms around her neck, but when he realized her intention, he buried his face in her chest to avoid being seen like this.
Cheng He and Qing Huai were waiting in the courtyard. When they saw people come out, they immediately came to greet them.
Nalan Jingwen glanced at them and said, "Enter the palace."
Once inside the carriage, after the curtain was lowered, Nalan Jingwen held the person on his lap and loosened his belt.
Rong Hengyu's face was flushed with an unnatural blush. She did not stop Nalan Jingwen's actions, but instead her eyes were even more watery, making her even more alluring.
The moment their hands touched, he gripped Nalan Jingwen's clothes tightly, biting his lip as if afraid to make a sound.
Upon hearing this, Nalan Jing, fearing that he would bite his own lip, leaned in, pried open his teeth, and swallowed all his groans.
His whole body tensed up and trembled. His pupils gradually dilated as he stared blankly at the roof of the car. His hand, gripping Nalan Jingwen, turned white from the force of his grip.
The carriage moved forward slowly, the incense inside mingling with an indescribable odor that made one feel increasingly dizzy.
Rong Hengyu was limp, leaning against her chest, breathing heavily.
Nalan Jingwen wiped his hands with a handkerchief soaked in tea, cleaned Rong Hengyu, tidied his clothes, and then kissed his forehead to comfort him.
Rong Hengyu's current appearance is incredibly alluring. The usually self-possessed person has become like this, with a flushed face and phoenix eyes brimming with moisture.
She discovered that she enjoyed seeing him lose himself in thought, so she always liked to tease him, watching him try to push her hand away but then hesitate.
Color bestows upon the soul, and the heart finds joy in its presence.
She's just an ordinary person.