Just as he was about to leave, he heard Xiao Nian call out to him. His eyes lit up and he quickly turned around to look at Xiao Nian.
But what they heard was Xiao Nian saying, "Get all the customers out of the teahouse. I don't want anyone to disturb me."
The light in Wen Hongye's eyes dimmed instantly: "Yes..."
He then walked out of the room and reached out to close the door. Just as the door was about to close, he paused and, through the crack, saw Xiao Nian hurriedly peeling off Su Fuliu's clothes. He felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart, and then he looked away and closed the door.
He chased everyone away from the teahouse, but he didn't leave. He silently went to the private room and found a corner near where Xie Chen was lying, where he sat down and leaned weakly against it.
Inside the private room, Su Fuliu not only felt weak and powerless all over, but also felt an itch in her heart, an impulse about to burst forth.
"Don't touch me, no, let me go..."
Xiao Nian pulled down his collar, looking at his fair and smooth shoulders and clean, alluring collarbone.
No wonder she's the person he's been thinking about for so long; her figure is truly captivating.
"Since I can't pretend to be a good person, I'll just have to show you how bad I can be." Xiao Nian reached out and touched Su Fuliu's face, saying with a wandering mind.
"Don't be afraid, Fu Liu. I'll show you that I'm ten or a hundred times gentler than Feng Muting. I'll make you feel very comfortable. Don't struggle or hold back. You've already drunk the tea, so you can't hold back for long. So relax and I'll bring you happiness."
Thanks to the effects of that cup of tea, Su Fuliu's fair skin had taken on an alluring pink hue.
He forced back his pain and said with difficulty, "The prince will not let you go."
"To die under the peony is to be a romantic ghost. By the time he comes, we will have already shared a wonderful life together. Who knows, if he sees you like this, he might despise you and not want you anymore. But don't be afraid. If he doesn't want you, I will." After Xiao Nian finished speaking, she leaned down and bit Su Fuliu's tender shoulder.
Chapter 351 Maintaining Chastity
Su Fuliu was bitten by Xiao Nian and it hurt so much that she couldn't help but shed tears.
However, the pain did make him a little more conscious.
While Xiao Nian was focused on biting his shoulder, he secretly took out the silver needles he was carrying.
Fortunately, he had brought the silver needles with him, and fortunately, he still had the strength to hold them. Although his hands were trembling and he might not be able to accurately puncture the acupoints, he could still manage to hurt Xiao Nian.
Xiao Nian left a bloody bite mark on Su Fuliu's shoulder: "I just wanted to leave a mark on the person I like. From now on, I will be very gentle."
Before Xiao Nian could bend down again, Su Fuliu gritted her teeth and forcefully inserted the silver needle into his waist.
As expected, his hand was too shaky and he couldn't pierce the needle accurately, but most of the slender silver needle had already pierced into Xiao Nian's body. The pain made him instinctively jump up and clutch his injured waist.
Su Fuliu took the opportunity to roll over and fall off the soft couch. Although it hurt, he didn't care.
He struggled to crawl toward the door, taking advantage of the last bit of strength and consciousness he had.
Xiao Nian pulled out the silver needles from her waist, her brows furrowing in pain and her anger burning.
His gentle demeanor from moments before was gone. He jumped off the soft couch, strode over, grabbed Su Fuliu by the waist, and then threw her onto the couch.
Su Fuliu's back bumped into the edge of the tea table on the soft couch, and immediately turned purple.
Xiao Nian rushed over and frantically tugged at his clothes: "You can't escape! You think you can run away after being poisoned by the aphrodisiac? If you don't obediently submit, you'll die from a muscle bursting in an hour!"
Su Fuliu looked at him with red eyes: "Even if I die, I will not let you have your way!"
To prevent Su Fuliu from attacking her again, Xiao Nian grabbed the belt she had torn off his body and tied his hands together: "What's so great about Feng Muting that he's worth you remaining so chaste for him?!"
"Your Highness is good in every way. You are not even as good as a single hair on his head. Don't even mention remaining chaste for Your Highness. I would die for Your Highness without batting an eye."
Su Fuliu's hands were tied, so he could no longer use the silver needles. His gaze fell on the corners of the coffee table. In that instant, many images flashed before his eyes, but without exception, they were all about Feng Muting.
Xiao Nian sensed his intention and stopped him before he could crash into her.
Outside the private room, Wen Hongye sat there blankly, listening to the intense commotion inside, feeling her heart grow colder and colder.
Xie Chen, lying on the ground, had a furrowed brow. He was desperately gathering his inner strength, trying to force out the hidden weapon embedded in his abdomen and also expel the poison from his body.
He has to hurry, or the consequences will be unimaginable.
Meanwhile, Feng Muting, who hadn't been able to spend much time with Su Fuliu lately, specially went to the palace today to ask the Emperor for leave, wanting to come back and give Su Fuliu a surprise, and spend a good day with him.
But when he returned to the palace, he did not see Su Fuliu. Upon inquiring, he learned that Su Fuliu had gone out to a teahouse to keep an appointment a short while before the time was up.
He immediately sensed something was wrong and rushed to the teahouse.
The closer he got to the teahouse, the more suffocated he felt. When he saw that the teahouse, which should have been open, was already closed, he dared not delay any longer. He kicked open the teahouse door and rushed inside.
He then leaped up to the second floor, and as soon as he landed, he saw Xie Chen lying there.
Then he heard Su Fuliu's cries coming from the private room in front of him. His pupils dilated, and he rushed over.
When Wen Hongye saw Feng Muting arrive, she didn't have time to feel sad. Without thinking, she got up and went over to stop him.
However, before he could even get close to Feng Muting, he was blasted away by the internal force released by Feng Muting and fell off the second floor.
Chapter 352 Tinglang, Save Me
Feng Muting kicked the door of the private room shut again.
After he rushed in, he saw Xiao Nian impatiently taking off her clothes.
Su Fuliu was already unconscious; his hands were bound, and he lay there motionless.
But when he saw Feng Muting, his eyes lit up for a moment, but it was quickly extinguished by the effects of the alluring powder.
He kept muttering, "Tinglang..."
"Ah Liu!" Feng Muting clenched his fist like an arrow released from a bow. Before Xiao Nian could react, Feng Muting's fist had already landed on his face.
Xiao Nian was knocked to the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Then Feng Muting kicked again, sending Xiao Nian flying. Xiao Nian crashed heavily onto the table, shattering it into pieces.
Xiao Nian was coughing up blood, and Feng Muting was about to launch another killing move. Just as Xiao Nian was about to die at his hands, a woman in red rushed in and pulled him up from the ground, dodging Feng Muting's killing move.
Wen Hongye didn't linger for a moment. After grabbing Xiao Nian, she immediately took him and fled.
Feng Muting wanted to chase after her, but then remembered that Su Fuliu was still there, so he gave up the idea.
He turned around and quickly returned to Su Fuliu's side. Looking at Su Fuliu, whose back was already covered in a large bruise and whose shoulder had bloodstains, he was so annoyed that he wanted to slap himself twice.
"Ah Liu, I'm sorry I'm late..." Feng Muting reached out and untied the belt from Su Fuliu's wrist, which was now red from being tied too tightly.
Feng Muting was so heartbroken he could hardly breathe. He had promised A Liu that he would protect him! But he still let him suffer.
If we had arrived any later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
He took off his coat and wrapped it around Su Fuliu, then pulled him into his arms.
“Tinglang…” Su Fuliu smelled a familiar scent, the scent of the person he trusted most.
At that moment, he was like someone who couldn't find a way out, blind and helpless.
A fine bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.
“Tinglang… Waaah…” Su Fuliu cried sadly, pleading for help.
"I'll give it to you when we get back," Feng Muting replied gently, but in his heart he wanted nothing more than to tear Xiao Nian to pieces.
Xiao Nian actually used such despicable and vile methods on the innocent and pure A Liu.
Then, he picked up the restless Su Fuliu in his arms and walked out.
At this moment, Xie Chen had successfully forced out the hidden weapon, and lost a lot of blood mixed with poison.
His body was no longer so numb, and he could move again.
He gritted his teeth and stood up, clutching his abdominal wound, preparing to go to the private room, only to see Feng Muting already carrying Su Fuliu out.
"Your Highness..."
Feng Muting glanced at him, then looked at his hand clutching his abdomen, blood still seeping from between his fingers: "Go back and treat your wound before you go to receive your punishment."
“Yes…” Xie Chen lowered his head slightly.
Completely out of her mind, Su Fuliu started crying and begging, "Tinglang, save me!"
Feng Muting was taken aback, and without further delay, he quickly carried Su Fuliu away to return to his residence.
Xie Chen frowned slightly and went back, clutching his wound.
Feng Muting carried Su Fuliu back to the palace and went straight to the hot spring.
After they had both taken off their clothes, he carried Su Fuliu to the hot spring pool.
The hot spring pool is warm, like willows swaying in the breeze.
Ripples spread across the pond, stirring her heart in circles.
Words cannot express the depth of my love and affection.
Because of the alluring powder, Su Fuliu lost her usual restraint and shyness.
Occasionally, servants passing by the hot spring pool could clearly hear his unrestrained shouts and sobs.
The servants, their faces flushed, quickly left, fearing that their prince would discover they had been eavesdropping and that their lives would be in danger.
Chapter 353 From now on, we are even.
Seeing that Feng Muting had returned carrying Su Fuliu, but Xie Chen was nowhere to be seen, Su Yan became anxious and couldn't help but run to the door to look around.
When she saw Xie Chen return with his wound covered, she quickly ran over and helped him up.
He looked at the blood-soaked hand that was covering the wound, and his heart clenched: "Aren't you the number one assassin of Xuanyuan Pavilion? How... how could you get injured! In this state, how can I expect you to protect me!"
Xie Chen's lips were a little pale, but he still smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a minor injury. Don't worry, brother."
“Who’s worried about you? I’m just afraid…” Su Yan stopped mid-sentence.
Xie Chen looked at him: "What are you afraid of?"
Su Yan paused for a moment, then said, "It's nothing. You're in such a state, you should talk less! I'll help you back to your room and call the royal physician."
After a fierce battle, Feng Muting carried the unconscious Su Fuliu back to the room.
He gently placed Su Fuliu on the bed, covered him with the blanket, and then gazed at him for a long time, his eyes filled with endless tenderness.
Then, Feng Muting frowned, took a light breath, and raised his hand to touch the back left side of his neck, where there were several bright red scratch marks that still stung a little.
"Ah Liu, rest well. I'll go avenge you right away." After saying that, Feng Muting kissed Su Fuliu on the forehead. The moment he stood up, the tenderness in his eyes was replaced by a cold killing intent.