12dz Chapter 297 Trading
Chapter 297 Trading
The kiss that was supposed to fall on Yu Qingli's red lips only fell on the end of her hair. Murong Feng looked a little unhappy.
"Your Highness, have you forgotten our bet?"
Murong Feng's patience seemed to have reached its limit. They had been married for many days, but Yu Qingli wouldn't even let him touch her. All the rumors circulating in the palace before flashed through Murong Feng's mind. Could it be that, as he had heard, Yu Qingli and Prince Yan had already had an unclear relationship?
Even today, he hurried back after hearing that Prince Yan came to the palace to play chess with Yu Qingli.
Besides Murong Cheng, was there another Murong Yanhui? Just how many men had Yu Qingli provoked? Even my father had attempted inappropriate acts against her. Could it be that Yu Qingli, who appeared cold and aloof, was actually a slut?
Thinking of this, Murong Feng's expression became even colder, and his eyes became gloomy. There was still a gentle smile on his face, but that smile made people feel creepy no matter how they looked at it.
"Qingli, today, I want to cancel this bet!"
"Your Highness..."
Before Yu Qingli could say anything, Murong Feng grabbed her by the waist and carried her towards the hall, ordering her, "Qinghe, close the door and stand guard outside the hall. No one is allowed in! Anyone who disobeys my order will be executed!"
"Slave, you obey!"
Yu Qingli swallowed her exclamation, her heart pounding wildly. She looked up and saw Murong Feng's handsome face was filled with lust, his eyes were deep and cold. He should not be able to hear anything at this moment.
What should I do?
Yu Qingli quickly thought of a countermeasure in her mind. At this point, she was afraid that she could only use tough measures.
Murong Feng carried Yu Qingli into the inner hall. The hall was still decorated like the bridal chamber. The red curtains were still hanging everywhere. The red candles looked dazzling but also charming and ambiguous.
The huge bed is covered with an exquisite quilt, embroidered with either auspicious dragons and phoenixes or mandarin ducks playing in the water. The curtains beside the bed are made of the finest gauze, layered and quite romantic.
Murong Feng lowered his head to look at Yu Qingli. In the candlelight, the face of the beauty in his arms was slightly flushed, shy and charming, which made people's hearts move.
"Qingli, we've already missed our wedding night, and then we were bound by that boring bet. I already know your feelings and understand your concerns, so don't worry, I have nothing but love for you."
Murong Feng put Yu Qingli on the bed, but had no intention of letting her go. He held her in his arms, his whole body covering her. His eyes were gentle and affectionate, and his voice was low and charming. If it were in her previous life, Yu Qingli would have been dizzy and almost fainted with happiness.
But at this moment, Yu Qingli felt extremely tortured and just wanted to escape as soon as possible!
The arrow is on the string. Murong Feng has never thought that his wife is so beautiful. Before, he only knew that she was beautiful and cold, like an iceberg beauty. Now, after a closer look, he found that behind this cold face, there is probably hidden passion.
This realization made Murong Feng extremely excited, and he even had the urge to immediately tear Yu Qingli apart and stuff her into his stomach.
Yu Qingli knew Murong Feng, especially after seeing his expression, her heart skipped a beat and her uneasiness reached its peak.
An idea flashed through my mind: maybe I could give it a try!
"Your Highness, wait a moment!"
Yu Qingli raised her voice, but she obviously underestimated the power of desire. At this moment, Murong Feng could no longer listen to what she said. His heart and eyes were filled with the desire to possess this woman for himself.
Murong Feng was already very annoyed by being rejected repeatedly after the wedding, but he had to compromise temporarily to save face. But now, it seems that nothing matters anymore, and only Yu Qingli is the most important thing.
Murong Feng's warm breath hit her face, but it only made Yu Qingli feel like she was left in the wild and bullied by wild beasts. Yu Qingli really hated this feeling of being at the mercy of others.
She stretched out her hand, trying to push Murong Feng away from her, but Murong Feng grabbed her wrist unexpectedly, and she lost the initiative.
"Qingli, I remember that you fell in love with me at first sight two years ago, and even took the initiative to invite me out regardless of your status. Why are you so reluctant to be intimate with me now? Am I not playing the role of playing both sides?"
"Your Highness, please calm down. Qingli still has something to say."
"If you have anything to say, it won't be too late to say it after we have made love together in Wushan."
"While Murong Feng was speaking, he clasped Yu Qingli's wrist with one hand, and with the other hand he had already untied her belt, and used the belt to tie Yu Qingli's wrists together.
Yu Qingli was furious, but she was powerless due to the natural disparity in strength between men and women. She could only stare at Murong Feng fiercely, "Your Highness, if you continue like this, Qingli will definitely not forgive you!"
Murong Feng pressed her whole body under him, his eyes fell on the faintly visible snow-white skin at her neck. The next second, his fingertips had already touched it, and the touch made him extremely satisfied. Compared with the plum red, this orchid in the valley was indeed more worthy of picking.
In Murong Feng's view, Yu Qingli's harsh words were just a way of playing it safe. Sometimes he really didn't understand these women. They clearly wanted it very much, but they pretended to be noble and holy. Fortunately, he had already seen through her thoughts!
"Qingli, just enjoy yourself. This is our long-awaited wedding night. Don't you feel your blood boiling?"
Yu Qingli gritted her teeth. She was indeed filled with passion, but the blood in her body was clamoring to grind the man in front of her into ashes. She even doubted her original decision. Perhaps from the very beginning, she had completely parted ways with this man, and even made him lose the qualification to be emperor forever.
But at this moment, no matter which situation it was, it was far away from her. At this moment, what Yu Qingli needed to think about was how to get rid of the current situation.
Before Yu Qingli could continue thinking, a hot breath rushed over. Yu Qingli subconsciously turned her head away, and the tip of the wet lips fell on her neck, making her feel nauseous and creepy.
For some reason, Murong Yanhui's face suddenly flashed through her mind. She always felt that Murong Feng's kiss made her feel nauseous.
Murong Feng was obviously very unhappy with Yu Qingli's avoidance. He reached out and grabbed Yu Qingli's face, with a hint of warning in his eyes, "Qingli, you'd better not test my patience. I have been very tolerant of you. You are my concubine, and it is natural for us to have sex. Besides, this is also your obligation as a wife, isn't it?"
Yu Qingli remained silent, only catching a glimpse of the candlelight at the head of the bed. After thinking for a moment, she spoke, "Your Highness, although what you said is true, I don't like this kind of forced love. How about you let me go first?"
Seeing that she had surrendered, Murong Feng couldn't help but loosen his grip a little, but he didn't move his hands away from her, as if he would not give up until he got what he wanted.
However, this slight relaxation also gave Yu Qingli an opportunity. She suddenly exerted force and kicked over the candlestick on the bedside. The red candle hit the fine curtain, and the fire spread like wildfire.
Now, even if Murong Feng was unwilling, he had to let Yu Qingli go.
Murong Feng angrily pulled Yu Qingli up from the bed and pushed her to the ground without a care in the world. He looked at her with cold eyes. It seemed that this woman's behavior was not just about not wanting to have sex with him.
If he hadn't escaped so quickly, would she have burned him to death? Or even risked her life to follow him?
The fire spread quickly. The weather was dry in autumn, and the bed covers and quilts were flammable. Under the ignition of the red candle, most of them were burned in a moment.
Murong Feng didn't dare to delay. If the fire spread, the entire palace would be destroyed.
Murong Feng immediately shouted towards the door, "Qinghe, quickly send someone to fetch some water! There's a fire in the palace!"
Qinghe, who was outside the door, had already smelled a slight burnt smell coming from the hall. She was feeling strange when she heard Murong Feng's order. She did not dare to delay and quickly asked the palace servants to fetch water nearby to put out the fire on the bed.
Yu Qingli had already taken advantage of this opportunity to stand up from the ground. Although her clothes were still disheveled and her face was pale, she had an inexplicably noble and cold aura. Standing next to the raging fire, for a moment Murong Feng felt as if he was seeing a phoenix rising from the ashes.
After the fire in the hall was extinguished, the eunuchs and palace maids retreated one by one, leaving only Yu Qingli and Murong Feng.
Murong Feng's thoughts had long been shattered by today's absurd result, but the doubts in his heart also grew.
"Yu Qingli, what exactly is the meaning of your actions today?"
Yu Qingli looked up at him without the slightest fear. "Your Highness, I've already said that you can't touch me before I agree. This was our previous bet. Today, Your Highness unilaterally breached the contract, so I'm free to do whatever I want!"
"Good! Very good! You're so cruel!"
Murong Feng grabbed Yu Qingli's chin and forced her to look him in the eye. "Yu Qingli, I haven't suffered such a great humiliation in all these years. Remember this. In the future, I will definitely take revenge for what happened today."
Yu Qingli's eyes were as bright as stars. She spoke word by word, "Your Highness, I did not mean to humiliate you. You forced me to do all this."
Murong Feng stared at Yu Qingli for a long time before letting her go. "Since you don't want to be my wife, why did you agree to marry me?"
"Because I want to make a deal with His Highness!"
"Deal?" Murong Feng raised his eyes, his pretty eyebrows wrinkled into a "川" shape, but he couldn't help but be curious in his heart about what kind of deal this woman wanted to make with him. He was looking forward to it.