[011] A Tempting Flush on Her Face
âLuoâer~~~â
Bei Mingyeâs magnetic voice sounded, his gaze toward Li Luoluo filled with a hint of grievance.
âBei Mingye???â
Li Luoluoâs eyes twitched sharply in disbelief. This was the most cunning and ruthless villain in the original storyâBei Mingye. Yet, at this moment, he seemed to have transformed instantly from a big, domineering wolf into a little puppy~
Truly both fierce and adorableâhis change was so fast, she almost believed it.
Hua Qingcheng: âYour Highness~~~â
Tuoba Jinghao: âYour Highness~~~â
Huo Snian: âYour Highness~~~â
Chong Hua: âYour Highness~~~â
As Bei Mingye switched into his coquettish mode, the others were unwilling to be outdone. Each cast Li Luoluo a sorrowful, yearning gaze and instantly transformed into their human formsâeach one radiating unparalleled charm and masculine elegance.
Their expressions all conveyed the same thing: eager anticipation for Li Luoluoâs favor.
Li Luoluo happened to grab the tails of Hua Qingcheng and Tuoba Jinghao, and their faces flushed with an alluring redness. Their eyes, filled with desire, made Li Luoluoâs heart skip a beat.
âUm⌠I need to go to the restroom. You⌠handle yourselves.â
Her face burned hot, even her ears were flushed, and she quickly got up and dashed away.
Bei Mingye quickly took human form, his face darkening, his tone icy:
âYou four better think carefully about what you truly want.â
âIf youâre not sincere toward Luoâer, leave the palace immediately.â
âIf I ever find out you have any ulterior motives toward Luoâer⌠you will die!â
He dropped these harsh words and turned to leave, going to find Li Luoluo.
In her bedroom, Li Luoluoâs mind was filled with the steamy scene that had just unfolded.
She couldnât help but sigh: it was hard to resist such handsome men, especially when she couldnât tell if their intentions were genuine or deceitful. Until she knew, she wouldnât let things go further.
Being with Bei Mingye had been an accident.
After all, the original owner had been drugged with an aphrodisiac, and even Li Luoluo couldnât detoxify it quickly.
Just as the door knocked, Li Luoluoâs thoughts were pulled back. She frowned: âPlease come in.â
In the next instant, she saw Bei Mingye standing thereâhis brows blending an ethereal and demonic aura, exuding both peerless beauty and a bone-deep allure.
Under his long, slightly curled lashes, his deep black eyes surged with emotion.
At this moment, Bei Mingye seemed wild and unrestrained, exuding a dark, seductive charm.
Though Li Luoluo resisted, her eyes had already softened coquettishly at him. Her voice was sweet and beguiling: âAye~~~â
The tail of her voice seemed like a hook, pulling at Bei Mingyeâs heart fiercely.
He stepped forward quickly, gently holding Li Luoluo, whose gaze was lingering on him, drawing her into his embrace. He lowered his head and whispered by her ear:
âLuoâer, Iâm here.â
âAt any time, whenever you look back, I will be here.â
Instinctively, he did not call himself âMy Kingâ in front of herâhe simply wanted to care for her.
Facing such a deliciously handsome man, Li Luoluo happily decided not to restrain herself. Following her heart, she wrapped her arms around Bei Mingyeâs neck, meeting his gaze. Her lips, glowing like a peach in the soft light, pressed against his with a passionate warmthâŚ
Bei Mingye felt as if struck by electricity; where their lips touched, a tingling sensation spread rapidly through his bodyâŚ
Her natural fragrance, like a gentle spring breeze, invaded Bei Mingyeâs senses, directly striking his heart, touching the softest part of his soul.
The subtle atmosphere quickened their pulses, drawing them into a wonderful nightâŚ
That night, Li Luoluoâs fingers danced across Bei Mingyeâs body in a silent rhythm.
Every movement of her fingertips was delicate, leaving unique traces upon himâŚ
In the quiet palace chamber, every touch and response between them required no wordsâtheir hearts communicated purely, moment by moment.
Bei Mingye treated every contact as a precious treasure, each one a call from his soul, eliciting Li Luoluoâs most direct response, making it increasingly difficult to resist their passion!
Her slight shiver conveyed her acknowledgment of him.
This silent understanding was more than physicalâit was a connection of hearts.
Through the melody of love, they found each other, sharing the purest resonanceâŚ
As night fell and the palace lights came on,
The quiet atmosphere was broken by the sound of light footsteps. Following them were Hua Qingcheng, Tuoba Jinghao, Huo Snian, and Chong Hua, slowly approaching the princessâs chamber.
Hua Qingcheng wore a moon-white robe, his figure ethereal, like an immortal descending to earth. His brows and eyes radiated natural charm and rebelliousness, though now shrouded in a faint melancholy.
Tuoba Jinghao wore a black battle outfit, exuding kingly dominance. Each step was steady and powerful, yet his deep eyes hid an unspeakable loneliness.
Huo Snian, in a dark robe, carried a scholarly elegance. His usually gentle, jade-like face now bore traces of bitterness.
Chong Hua, dressed in a luxurious purple brocade robe and jade crown, exuded nobility, yet the slight frown betrayed his inner frustration.
They arrived at the princessâs bedroom, noticing the door wasnât fully closed.
A narrow crack, like a silent mouth, revealed the secrets inside.
From the gap came faint sounds of loveâsoft and melodious, like whispers between lovers, like lingering, intimate words.
Hua Qingcheng stopped, his long fingers brushing the jade ornament at his waist unconsciously.
Through the crack, he seemed to glimpse the passionate scene inside. A faint, bittersweet smile touched his lips, like lingering snow in winter, carrying a chill.
âSeems the princess has completely fallen for that Bei Mingye.â
He murmured softly, a mix of helplessness and self-mockery in his voice.
Tuoba Jinghao crossed his arms, leaning slightly forward, listening intently to every note of the melody. His expression was dark, bronze skin revealing unspoken frustration.
âItâs our fault,â he said dejectedly, his voice tinged with bitterness.
Huo Snian stood quietly beside them, hands behind his back, eyes gazing blankly ahead. His heart churned with jealousy toward Bei Mingye and complicated feelings for the princess.
âBei Mingye is indeed purer than us,â he said softly, low and clear. âFrom the start, we came to the princess with our own agendas.â
Chong Hua furrowed his brows, fists clenched, knuckles whitening. Regret and remorse filled him, cursing himself for not being able to love the princess as openly as Bei Mingye.
âHow could we possibly compare to the deeply devoted and proud Bei Mingye?â
He gritted his teeth, a mix of anger and unwillingness in his voice.
