Princess Promotion

Chapter 153: Hands up and down

Yao Chuguang came out of the bath, water droplets sliding down her delicate skin. She waved her hand gently, asking the palace servants to leave.

In the bedroom, the candlelight flickered, Yao Chuguang leaned on the bed, closing her eyes quietly to rest.

The air was filled with a light floral scent, which was the aromatherapy carefully blended by Yao Chuguang, which could help her relax and fall asleep.

Just when Yao Chuguang was feeling drowsy, a strange breeze suddenly blew across her face, bringing with it a hint of night coolness and an unknown aura.

Yao Chuguang's eyelashes trembled slightly. She suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, and looked around vigilantly.

The bedroom was quiet, with only the candlelight dancing in the breeze, but Yao Chuguang's intuition told her that someone was here.

"Who is it?" Yao Chuguang's voice was particularly clear in the quiet bedroom.

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded: "It's me!" The voice was low and powerful.

When Yao Chuguang heard this voice, he breathed a sigh of relief, then became a little annoyed: "Fu Hongxuan, you scared me to death."

Seeing that Fu Hongxuan did not answer, Yao Chuguang lazily lay on the bed, her eyes wandering over Fu Hongxuan's body. Fu Hongxuan was wearing a tight nightgown that outlined his strong and muscular body.

Yao Chuguang asked softly, "Why are you coming to my bedroom so late at night?"

If it was any other man breaking into a woman's bedroom at night, Yao Chuguang would have had some other thoughts.

But Yao Chuguang didn't think much about Fu Hongxuan, not because she didn't regard Fu Hongxuan as a man.

But Fu Hongxuan is a serious person, even a bit old-fashioned and dogmatic.

A man who abides by etiquette like this would go to the woman he likes to propose marriage if he really likes her, and would not do such tricks.

To put it bluntly, Fu Hongxuan couldn't do such an exciting thing as Yao Chuguangjue's night-time affair in her boudoir.

Fu Hongxuan's eyes were deep and complicated. He did not answer Yao Chuguang's question, but just looked at her quietly.

Yao Chuguang felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and said, "If you have something to say, just say it. Why do you look like a dead woman?"

Fu Hongxuan reached out and gently stroked Yao Chuguang's long hair.

Fu Hongxuan's fingers were soft and gentle, and his voice trembled with a hint of disbelief: "Why is your hair white?"

Yao Chuguang was stunned. Her hair?

She subconsciously reached out and touched her hair, only then realizing that the dye had been washed off her hair because she had just taken a shower.

My hair now is indeed a little bit black and white, and it looks like the gray hair left over from my previous life.

Since Yao Chuguang started using his supernatural powers, the more he used them, the more white hair he had.

Although he didn't know why, Yao Chuguang was very glad that he now had superpowers, but the side effect was just graying hair instead of baldness.

Otherwise, Yao Chuguang would really go crazy. I don’t know if his supernatural powers will disappear or his body will undergo other changes when his hair turns completely white.

Yao Chuguang himself is quite open-minded. He believes that if there is gain, there will be loss.

The reason for dyeing hair is mainly because the world is not very friendly to premature graying of hair. People often associate it with life expectancy, making it seem like people with premature graying of hair will not live long.

She is in a position where any little disturbance can cause a storm.

Yao Chuguang thought that it was better to have less trouble than more, and would consider the issue of hair color after the political situation stabilized.

A trace of pain flashed in Fu Hongxuan's eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Yao Chuguang, are you... not..."

Yao Chuguang immediately denied it: "I didn't, I didn't, you think too much!"

Fu Hongxuan: "Even now, you still want to hide it from me?"

Yao Chuguang·····

Looking at Fu Hongxuan's face with an expression of "Are you still lying to me?", Yao Chuguang felt for the first time that she was speechless. No matter how powerful she was, she could not prove her lifespan.

She doesn't have Yama's Book of Life and Death, which can help her see how long she will live and show it to others.

I don’t know where Fu Hongxuan heard the rumor, but he inexplicably believed that he was going to die.

I'm tired! Think whatever you want.

Yao Chuguang looked at Fu Hongxuan's heartbroken expression, which was quite alluring.

Yao Chuguang stretched out her sinful little hand, and while Fu Hongxuan was distracted, she grabbed Fu Hongxuan's strong and powerful arm and pulled him onto the bed.

In Fu Hongxuan's surprised and somewhat confused eyes, Yao Chuguang turned over and pressed him under him, his fingers stroking the sexy Adam's apple.

Yao Chuguang raised his head and kissed her thin lips lightly and tentatively, and then the lips rubbed and twisted violently, caught up in the pursuit of lips and tongues.

Fu Hongxuan couldn't believe that Yao Chuguang would actually kiss him. His breathing stagnated slightly and his eyes widened.

It was like a valve was opened in an instant, and in a trance, an unfamiliar tide gradually overwhelmed my mind.

Fu Hongxuan placed his hands on Yao Chuguang's slender waist. Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with just a light taste. His kiss became more and more passionate, and began to spread to her chin, neck, and collarbone.

The night wind blew up the bed curtains, bringing a hint of coolness and allowing Fu Hongxuan to regain some of his composure.

When he looked down, he saw Yao Chuguang with her clothes in disarray, her eyes blurred and her cheeks flushed as she leaned on his chest, her little hands still touching him all over.

Fu Hongxuan opened his thin lips slightly, pressed down the corners of his lips slightly, and rolled his Adam's apple up and down quickly, trying hard to suppress the surging blood and energy.

Just when Yao Chuguang was wondering why Fu Hongxuan suddenly stopped, and was about to speak when he looked up, his vision suddenly went dark.

The warm and firm chest that she had been leaning on suddenly felt empty, and Yao Chuguang fell directly onto the bed.

Yao Chuguang struggled to get out of the quilt, but the bedroom was empty.

It was as if Yao Chuguang was the only one in the bedroom from beginning to end.

Yao Chuguang opened his mouth slightly. Where is the person?

That bastard Fu Hongxuan actually ran away?

Yao Chuguang angrily picked up the soft pillow beside the bed and threw it off the bed, "Fu Hongxuan, you just wait for me."

Yao Chuguang calmed her disordered breathing and tidied her messy pajamas.

He got off the bed barefoot and shouted to the door, "Someone come!"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared outside the bedroom, pushed the door open, walked quickly to Yao Chuguang and knelt on one knee.

Yao Chuguang looked at Shadow Guard Youyou and asked, "How come I didn't know I was dying?"

The shadow guard was so frightened by the questions Yao Chuguang asked, which were almost uttered through gritted teeth, that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Although it is a bit difficult to say it, this is really a misunderstanding!

In addition to protecting Yao Chuguang's personal safety, the shadow guard also has an important role in transmitting intelligence.

But there is so much intelligence information every day, so the shadow guard naturally cannot report all of it to Yao Chuguang at once. He will basically filter the information first and then report to Yao Chuguang.

There were some rumors outside this time, but in the past, Yao Chuguang always treated these false rumors with disdain.

When he had just succeeded in usurping the throne, rumors and curses were flying everywhere. There were even more vicious rumors than the ones now, but Yao Chuguang ignored them.

To use Yao Chuguang's words at the time, if these people just move their mouths and don't do anything else, just let them be. Their mouths are on other people's bodies and it's none of your business.

The shadow guard hadn't expected such a huge mistake to happen. Looking at Yao Chuguang's unsatisfied face, he could only apologize repeatedly: "I deserve to die, I am guilty..."

Yao Chuguang interrupted impatiently: "Okay, don't die yet and tell me what's going on!"

The shadow guard considered it for a moment and reported the whole story to Yao Chuguang. The worst part about this matter was that the person who spread the rumor had been executed by Yao Chuguang long ago.

Fu Yuanyuan was doing embroidery in the room, and the candlelight illuminated her focused profile.

Although Fu Hongxuan redeemed the General's Mansion from An Tian, he was burdened with huge debts and could not afford the cost of such a large mansion.

Fu Hongxuan dismissed the servants in the house, left behind a few elderly people in the mansion, and moved with Old Lady Liu and Fu Yuanyuan to the small courtyard outside the mansion where he and his mother lived.

I didn't expect that after so many years, I would return to this small courtyard, but I finally have a place to stay.

In order to supplement the family income, Fu Yuanyuan also started to make some embroidery and sell it.

Although Fu Hongxuan repeatedly said that Fu Yuanyuan didn't need to do this, he couldn't persuade Fu Yuanyuan and could only let her do it.

Suddenly, a subtle sound broke the tranquility of the night and caught Fu Yuanyuan's attention.

Fu Yuanyuan put down the needle and thread in her hand, picked up the candle on the table, and walked carefully to the backyard.

The backyard seemed particularly quiet under the night sky. Fu Yuanyuan glanced around the yard and found a black figure standing by the well.

Although Fu Yuanyuan was startled, she was less frightened when she thought her brother was also at home. She asked, "Who's there?"

The black shadow paused for a moment, as if it had just noticed Fu Yuanyuan's presence.

After a moment's silence, a familiar voice sounded, a little hoarse: "It's me, Yuanyuan. I just finished practicing and am getting ready to wash up."

Fu Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief. She walked closer and the candlelight illuminated Fu Hongxuan's figure. He was wearing a black nightgown and his hair was a little messy. It was obvious that he had just returned, but Fu Yuanyuan did not expose it.

Fu Yuanyuan said softly, "Brother, the well water is very cold at night, don't catch a cold."

Fu Hongxuan shook his head and dismissed Fu Yuanyuan, saying, "Don't worry, I know my limits. As for you, it's so late, go back to your room and get some rest."

Fu Yuanyuan looked at Fu Hongxuan's figure and inexplicably felt like running away.

Fu Hongxuan returned to his room, poured water into the bathtub, and buried himself in the tub with his clothes on.

Fu Hongxuan let the cold well water cool him down. He was somewhat thankful that it was dark and Fu Yuanyuan didn't see his blushing face.

After his body temperature dropped a little, Fu Hongxuan's mind also calmed down.

When did Yao Chuguang discover it?

When I thought of this, the temperature that had finally dropped rose back up again.