"Qingxuan paused, holding the surgical knife in her hand.Qingxuan: "I didn't have the intention of killing you. I was just giving you a choice before I let you go."What is she sayingShe didn't intend...Qingxuan: "You…"

A strong wind swept in, swallowing Qingxuan's words in the howling gale.

Xue's white clothes billowed in the wind as she leapt. Nangong Ye used his light martial arts to catch her and they leaped out of the window together.

Qingxuan's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at Nangong Ye, who held her in his arms.

Although Jiang Hong had also been carried by the wind before, it was different from feeling held horizontally in Nangong Ye's arms.

At this moment, they were standing on a crowded street, with all eyes focused on them. However, she showed no fear, as if within Nangong Ye's embrace, she was in the safest place imaginable.

A gentle breeze parted Nan Gong Ye's curtain, and from her vantage point, she saw a ray of sunlight illuminating his handsome face.

At this moment, her heart beat faster, all because of Nangong Ye.

It's just because my heart moved.

She even ignored the gasps from the crowd below her.

Sunlight shone on Namgung Yeop's face, as if his handsome complexion naturally radiated light.

In a daze, she felt the person before her was like a celestial being who had descended to earth.

Wind whispered through the leaves, the woman in Mu Li's arms gazed at him with burning intensity. Just as the curtain swirled shut with the breeze, Qing Xuan failed to notice the smile that flickered in Nan Gong Ye's eyes. It was a smile like a celestial being stealing a sip of Yaochi nectar, tinged with the intoxication of a light buzz.

But in the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the entrance to the secret passage in the palace.

"Yuan'er, you're here."

Upon hearing Nangong Ye's voice, Qing Xuan only then came to her senses.

Being held by Nangong Ye all the way, Qingxuan's cheeks were slightly flushed.

Qingxuan: "You... let me down."

Worried that Nangong Ye's legs couldn't bear her weight, Qing Xuan twisted in Nangong Ye's arms, intending to stand up on her own.

However, just as Qingshuan moved like a little fox, Nangong Ye felt as if a fire had been ignited within him.

my mouth is dry.

Namgung Yeop's head unconsciously rolled, but he subconsciously held Qingxuan tighter.

"Don't move, Xuan'er.

He spoke up to stop Qingxuan.

Qingxuan thought she was twisting in Nangong Ye's arms, and accidentally tugged at the painful spot on his legs.

She dared not move a muscle upon hearing this, waiting for NanGong Ye to gently put her down. However, she never expected NanGong Ye to carry her into the secret passage.

Qingxuan's eyes flashed with surprise: "Nangong Ye, doesn't your leg hurt"

The passage was very quiet. She heard Nan Gong Ye's breathing was steady, he wasn't exhausted from using light kung fu just now, and he didn't seem to be enduring any pain.

Nangong Ye's gentle voice sounded in her ear: "It doesn't hurt. I just... can't bear to let Xuan'er go."

Qingxuan's face turned even redder when she heard this.

Being held in Nangong Ye's embrace, her face was pressed against his chest.

Although Nangong Ye's tone of voice was calm, she could hear the rapid beating of his heart through the partition.

After coming out of the secret passage, Yunsheng, who was guarding the room, just saw the ambiguous scene between the two.

Yunseng: …

Feeling the male owner's knowing glance, Yun Sheng immediately tried to minimize his presence and quietly left.

After bringing Qingxuan into the room, Nangong Ye gently placed her on the bed.

The man before her threw off the mask he was wearing and leaned down to kiss her lips directly.

Before Namgung Yeop was framed and reduced to a cripple, he was certainly not a modest man. Had he not been targeted, he would have swaggered through the crowd, mounting Qingxuan above the throng before claiming her with a kiss.

He wanted everyone to know that Xuan'er was his, Nangong Ye's person, and no one else should covet her!

However, his identity cannot be revealed for now.

Now that I'm back home, this kiss naturally needs to be made up for.

Qing Xuan's veil hadn't been lifted, and even through the soft gauze, she could feel Nan Gong Ye's overly fervent kisses.

"Hmm..."

Without direct skin contact, a light brush of silk, this kind of kiss becomes different.

On the contrary, it becomes even more alluring.

Qingxuan's rationality was lost in Nangong Ye's scorching kiss.

The burning kiss traveled down, reaching her delicate collarbone.

The man's eyes grew increasingly bloodshot, like a wolf that had gone hungry for ages suddenly seeing its prey.r face darkened, her expression even more serious than Nangong Ye's now. 。"Nan Gong Ye, although I agreed to stay and be your wife, my kind of wife is different from others..." 。If you cannot meet my...