Chapter 228

228 4.52 – Die for you – Dangerous Angels

?Are you going to get drunk and throw me out of a cliff like your ex??

?Mr. Jelly: ? No. I would do you on my horse.

Ru Quan answered her teasing seriously. That’s what he would do if he ever got drunk again, not hiding the fact that due to a certain someone, his mind was getting dirtier and dirtier with each passing day. If somebody ever wondered what a drunk Xuan Mu would do, the above would be the closest answer. Unable to control himself, before properly thinking things out, he would act on impulse. Ru Quan knew that being drunk gave him no excuse to kill Bai Meili. Since then, he never touched alcohol again.

?Mr. Jelly: ? Should I find some pretty stones for them?

?Yes, please.?

Rubbing her eyes, Bing Shi flashed him an adorable smile, like that of a child who was determined not to weep.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Ru Quan breathed in deeply, his eyes transfixed on her. She could do literally nothing, and still be able to cause his heart to burst; the warmth would then flow throughout his whole body. He immediately surveyed the surface of the ground, hoping down his horse whenever he spotted a nicely shaped stone, ignoring all the odd gazes coming from his new subordinates. To tell the truth, he didn’t get jealous as he would usually do. His Bing Shi could always reduce that hateful feeling, giving him much-needed self-assurance. He wondered how Ziek could cut every contact with her for half a year. Just two months of being separated, and he was missing her crazily, yearning to be close with her to a sickening point.

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“Master, she is Tui’s family long-lost daughter, Fei Lan,” said the female shadow guard with an eye-patch.

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Born to a merchant family that was famous for their medicine concocting and weaponsmith skills, Fei Lan didn’t catch any suspiciousness.

“Prepare a dowry. As a thank you for Tui’s support, give them an official rank,” before leaving the tent, Zhao Rong stopped at his steps, “Make sure the public views her as a virgin.”

Being lost for such a long period, many would think that Fei Lan was sullied along the way. She would instead be viewed as dead rather than her reputation to be stained, the reason she never returned home after running away from her non-existent kidnappers. She found him floating up the stream of a river and decided to help him.

Zhao Rong walked into a military tent, taking off his mask, a large, tattoo-like birthmark covered the left side of his face. Instead of turning him more ugly, the snake pattern accentuated his chiseled face, the prominent sharp nose, and his cold, elegantly distant blue eyes. He saw all kinds of beauties, but nobody was like her; the girl inside the tent was absolutely dazzling, just like her immortal aura.

What Zhao Rong saw on the outside was an underage, thirteen years old girl with wast knowledge. He didn’t know that a mature woman resided inside. It was normal to marry young girls, but was it normal for a twenty-one years old man to get sexually attracted to a child? Wouldn’t it make him a pedophile? The voice in his heart told him to keep her for himself. Could it be called an excuse to act on his emotions?

The girl with luscious black hair was studying the medical herbs with great attention. Noticing his presence, she turned towards him, looking shocked for a second but didn’t turn away in fear like other women. She was the only girl that didn’t fear him and wasn’t afraid to go against him, making his desire grow even more. He stared at her mysterious eyes that resembled a galaxy; his heart rate sped up.

“What are you doing here?” she asked indifferently with her little cherry mouth, ‘accidentally’ forgetting to speak formally, she corrected herself, “Forgive this subject... What is his highness doing here?”

Angling herself flawlessly under the light, Fei Lan showed her fair and exquisite face that could stir any man into obeyance. In the future, she will establish her name in the barracks. To go against an angelic female lead, she could only turn into a powerful demoness. She’ll make every soldier bow before her in fear and respect. Anything she did would be seen as graceful, anything she wore would be unable to hide her noble upbringing. A simple jade hairpin secured her long smooth hair. She found those vulgar ornaments which were commonly used by ‘those’ that tried to hide their lowly origin by wearing gold from head to toe, distasteful – she was referring to Bing Shi, the farm girl that turned courtesan.

With big steps, Zhao Rong walked towards his savior, the only girl who told him that he was good the way he was. The first time he woke up inside her simple hut, he attacked her because she tried to feed him a strange substance. Without a second thought, this fierce girl hit his crotch area with her little feet and knocked him out in self-defense. Tian Shi, the courtesan that could make him feel tipsy, was immediately forgotten, because this girl was like the strongest wine, making his throat and heart burn painfully.

Letting him eat for free? Only through her corpse! Fei Lan tried to break free from his hold, but made herself clumsy again, amusing him with her cute act. “Your Highness, watch your conduct. Before marriage, men and women should keep their distance.”

“Why so angry? This prince isn’t the only one who is hiding my identity,” Zhao Rong’s face turned frosty, releasing his strong grip on her chin. Before, he would put a deaf ear to it, doing whatever he wanted. If violence didn’t work, it meant he didn’t use enough of it.

After knowing Tian Shi, he formed a strange habit. Always asking himself; how much money he’d lose if he touched her? Before he was kidnapped, he touched her ankle. And what happened? That shrewd woman bought every item in the auction house with his money, shamelessly, for his sake. Was it a coincidence? A courtesan’s job was to strip her patrons out of money. True to her name, she did it in an angelic way. Why was he overthinking? She was just doing her job.