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Chapter 33: Leaving A Spot of Red
“The Emperor has arrived!”
The loud shrill voice outside the hall informed the arrival, Fu Ling can feel Qing Feng’s body stiffening. Her brows knitted tightly and she took a deep breathe before getting up to walk out of the inner chambers. With heavy steps, she stood in front of the doors for a long time, unwilling to open it up.
“Long live the Emperor.” Soon the palace maids voice can be heard from the courtyard. Fu Ling stepped forward to open the doors but was stopped by Qing Feng. Fu Ling looked worriedly at Qing Feng, the Emperor has already reached the doors but she doesn’t go out to receive, it is can be seen as a charge of disrespect!
“I will do it myself.” Qing Feng low voice trembled as she raise her hand and tightly clutching the door latch. That slender pale fingers started to show her veins when she take another deep breath and Qing Feng pushed open that heavy wooden door.
Outside the door, Yan Hong Tian stood below the steps in a black robe, and when the doors opened, that dark sharp eyes locked onto her. Qing Feng continue to keep her head raised and tried very hard to oppose his cold look. But she herself know that her heart was trembling. At this moment, she is afraid.
Yan Hong Tian’s dark eyes slightly narrowed and size up the female who dared to obstruct him outside the door. With long black hair draping her back and flying as the wind blow and that plain white gown was wrapped tightly around her, which look colder and more arrogant than the previous red dress. Her red lips, which was so red as blood, stood out the most as it was the only colour on her.
Even though the doors are open, Qing Feng still did not perform a greeting and wearing a pale white plain dress, she looked face to face with Yan Hong Tian, scaring everyone till they broke in a cold sweat and waiting in bated breath. Yan Hong Tian’s lips suddenly raise and form an elusive smile and did not blame Qing Feng for the disrespect before striding into the room.
Yan Hong Tian did not say anything making Qing Feng unsure if she should be relief or her caution level should be raised. Until Yan Hong Tian’s figure has pa.s.s her and held her hand, Qing Feng recovered from shock. Yan Hong Tian swept his eyes over to Fu Ling, who was behind Qing Feng, and Fu Ling broke into a cold sweat and did not dare to stay. She quickly retreated out and even when she closed the doors, her heart was still pounding. She started to admire Qing Feng, that fierce monarch’s air suppressed anyone who was looking at him, don’t even mention of exchanging looks.
In the room, there was only two persons facing off in a room filled with candlelight.
Yan Hong Tian pinched Qing Feng’s chin and lifted her face. Under the flickering candlelight, her skin looks elastic and her bright red lips are moist and plump. The bright eyes started to s.h.i.+ne uneasily as he came closer. Yan Hong Tian chuckled, “Still considered as a beauty if you dress up properly.”
His big hand slide over her supple black hair as the mischievous glint appear in Yan Hong Tian’s eyes and he asked, “Where did you hide the knife this time?”
The two bodies were tightly affixed together and the summer clothes did not obstruct the warm from one another’s body. Qing Feng’s hands was on Yan Hong Tian chest and his hot body temperature made her fl.u.s.tered. She tilted her head the other side. Qing Feng did not see him and do not want to want to hear him speak. She only wish that this night be over quickly. Unfortunately, it is impossible to ignore Yan Hong Tian’s presence. Qing Feng’s waist suddenly tighten as if it could almost strangled her and Yan Hong Tian’s hateful cold voice rang beside her ears, “Qing Feng, did not think that there will be a time that you will act as a mute.”
She obviously told herself to not argue with him and endure everything but once she saw his overbearing egoistic manners, Qing Feng could not help but ridicule, “You know that I can no longer a.s.sa.s.sinate you so why bother saying something useless. If I want to kill you now, I will presumptuously use a knife again.”
“Oh?” Yan Hong Tian laughed softly and loosen his hand around her waist a little. Qing Feng could finally breath and Yan Hong Tian took that time to close the gap between her face and made her suffocate again. That pair of dark eyes was filled with interest and he said in an extraordinarily pleasant voice, “What will you do? Poison?”
Qing Feng was stunned a moment, how is there such a man so temperamental? Discussing with another how to kill him and also be able to laugh so easily and be so relax about it, like it was an interesting topic. Qing Feng finally understood that Yan Hong Tian is here to poke fun at her.
Looking at the female in his arms, who was obviously gnas.h.i.+ng her teeth in anger but chose to remain silent, Yan Hong Tian’s brow unconsciously wrinkled up, “Are your sisters really so important to you?”
Why ask a question when he knows the answer! Qing Feng bit her lower lip and made up her mind to not be bothered about him. The worst is just her being strangled by him. Qing Feng mentally prepared herself and the pain at her waist was no longer there. Qing Feng looked down and did not see the flash of admiration in his eyes. She only heard a light disdain scolding, “Unfortunately… You are now as weak as an ant, anyone will be able to pinch you to death.”
Those words undoubtedly have stepped on Qing Feng. Qing Feng snapped her head up and sneered as she replied, “My life is just like an ant, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, but so what of it? You don’t understand what is mutually dependent for life and blood is thicker than water.” In the six nations, everyone knew that the changes in Qiong Yue these years. Yan Hong Tian was forced to abdicate by his own younger twin brother in a coup and he was eradicated by him. He is such a person, how would he know what is familial love?
“You really know how to make Zhen angry.” Yan Hong Tian’s voice is very light, so light that Qing Feng’s hand could not help but tremble. She knows that she is afraid of him but she was fascinated by provoking him again and again, as if to justify her exsistence.
Yan Hong Tian’s dark eyes and voice made Qing Feng unable to guess his mood. The previous moment it seems that he wanted to eat her up but the next moment he loosen his hands around her waist. Unsure of what he wanted, Qing Feng stared at him alertly, and only saw Yan Hong Tian seated on the wooden chair nearby and uncharacteristically whispered in a relax manner, “Prime Minister Lou is cultured and refined. He also treat females tenderly and thoughtfully. The females who want to be Prime Minister’s wife is like the number of carps in the river. Don’t know if Miss Qing Ling could endure the future loneliness?”
Sure enough, Qing Feng’s brows were knitted and although she tried to remain calm, an obvious stagnant breath disclose her current feeling. Yan Hong Tian did not feel that it was enough and he continued saying, “By contrast, your younger sister will never be lonely, the General Mansion do not have a single female in it. Even if General Su don’t like her, she will be wanted by many others.”
What? There is no females in the General mansion? How… How would Youngest Sister live? Thinking of Mo-er being surrounded by men, Qing Feng’s face instantly paled.
Very satisfied with her reactions, Yan Hong Tian sneered, “Worried about them? Let Zhen teach you how to protect them.” When he finish speaking, Yan Hong Tian carried her by her waist. When Qing Feng could exclaimed in astonishment, she was already carried to the inner chambers and trapped on the embroidered bed.
“The first step is to become Zhen’s woman, the best is to be the most favoured woman.” Both of her wrists were tightly held by Yan Hong Tian, his breathe has been mixed with hers as Qing Feng cried out, “Yan Hong Tian, you are shameless! Let go of me!” She just had a moment of uncertainty, thinking that he would really tell her but this man do not deserves any hope at all!
Yan Hong Tian covered her body with his weight and his burning temperature. The strange experience of his body crossing hers made Qing Feng fearful, so fearful that she use her strength to struggle. Yan Hong Tian lowered her hand and both of their forehead and nose were touching and they were breathing each other breathe as a restless and dubious atmosphere charged around them.
Qing Feng’s breathe was chaotic but Yan Hong Tian surprisingly coldly said, “Little kitten, your claws are very sharp but trying to claw at anyone and showing all emotions on your face can only lead to you losing badly. As someone who is struggling for her life, you are not qualified to care about the life and death of others.” Just a rose with thorns, it would only provoke others to pick and is of no use.
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