Mercenary Princess - Chapter 120
"Hahaha……"
Unbeknownst to them, the two people they were talking about were standing at the top of the stairs, listening intently to every word they said.
"This rumor is ridiculous... cough, Chen, let's go back..." These old men are really bored out of their minds, actually spreading such rumors about them! As one of the people involved, she was truly ashamed to hear such lewd words...
"Brave?" Tuoba Chen muttered the word to himself, glancing at Rong Yue with a malicious smile.
Upon receiving Tuoba Chen's wicked smile, her scalp tingled again. She turned around and couldn't wait to go downstairs and escape this extremely embarrassing situation.
With a forceful pull, Rongyue was dragged back and made to sit down at a nearby table.
"Waiter!"
"Coming!"
"Two plates of your restaurant's signature dishes, a whole roast duck, and a pot of fine wine!"
"Alright! Please wait a moment, gentlemen, I'll go and make arrangements for you right away!"
Volume Two: The Resolute Heroines' Chronicle, Chapter Forty-Eight: Encountering an Old Friend (Part Two)
Reluctantly forced onto the round wooden stool by Tuoba Chen, Rongyue glared at Tuoba Chen, who was grinning like a cat that had just stolen fish: "If you want to eat, you can eat here yourself. I don't have your leisure time to listen to others making up stories about you and then eating with relish!"
Ignoring Rongyue's complaints, Tuoba Chen tore off a duck leg, sniffed it with an air of ecstasy, and then, glancing at the displeased Rongyue, placed the duck leg in her bowl with a smile in his eyes: "It really smells good, have a taste."
"you……"
"Oh? Really?"
"That's amazing?"
"Of course! Come on, let me tell you..."
Taking out a silk handkerchief to elegantly wipe the grease from his hands, Tuoba Chen listened to the increasingly exaggerated remarks behind him and watched Rong Yue's face change like a palette of colors. Finally, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Little San, don't you think what they're saying is just too funny? Listen to this, they say you're as fierce and brave as a tiger descending the mountain, and your fighting power is so enduring that you once had a record of fighting continuously for seven days and seven nights without rest or sleep..."
At this point, Tuoba Chen's eyes deepened, and he leaned forward, his body intimately close to Rong Yue's ear, his voice seductive and wicked: "They also said that you are extremely skilled, with endless new tricks, making me feel like I'm in heaven... Mistress, that's not an exaggeration, what do you think?"
Her once-plain face turned a deep red. It was all her fault for showing off that day. Despite clearly not being as good a drinker, she stubbornly refused to admit defeat and challenged him to a drinking contest, a veritable wine connoisseur. Little did she expect to be utterly defeated in just three rounds. A little drunken antics are inevitable, but that day, she didn't know what that damned man had said to provoke her, causing her to lose her composure. Not only did she start a striptease, but she also applied almost every trick in the book to him. Afterwards, when Tuoba Chen leered at her, telling her how she had acted that way towards him, she felt like a mouse that could burrow underground and never see the light of day again! She had lost all face!
What's even more infuriating is this shameless man who, after getting the benefit, acts innocent. He brings it up every now and then, and constantly uses a combination of soft-spoken persuasion, threats, and bribes to force her to relive her 'nightmare.' It's truly infuriating!
As emperor, he failed to set a good example for the people, acting arbitrarily and recklessly. His actions were absurd and illogical, including his exclusive favoritism towards men, becoming the subject of ridicule for all. The people of Loulan, bold and unrestrained, openly discussed the emperor's secrets in public, right under his nose. Moreover, judging from their tone, they seemed not only unashamed of their emperor's immoral behavior but even proud of it, sighing and praising him as if it were perfectly natural for him. The people were crude and uneducated, and the emperor himself was not morally upright. The imperial dignity was swept away, and the emperor's face was utterly lost. It seems this supposedly divine Loulan emperor was nothing more than that!
A barely perceptible sneer appeared on his hard, cold face, as if carved by a knife and axe.
The man in black casually pulled a silver ingot from his waist pouch and tossed it on the table before rising to leave. As he passed the group of young masters engaged in lively conversation, his hawk-like eyes swept over them coldly, a mocking glint in his eyes. His robe billowed, a gust of cold wind swept past, and the man in black moved away without a sound…
"Hey, who do you think is on top, the Emperor or the Prince Chen?"
"Foolish! His Majesty is brave and invincible, so naturally he should be the one to lead the attack!"
"Wouldn't Prince Chen be severely suppressed?"
"You haven't tried it, how do you know it's not incredibly pleasurable down there?"
"Hmm, that makes sense..."
This is absolutely unbearable!!
Slamming her hand on the table, Rongyue narrowed her dangerous eyes and turned around, charging like a thunderbolt towards the group of middle-aged men at the table who were as gossipy as gossipy old ladies!
Thud--
Hit and seeing stars, still dazed and confused, Rongyue remained in her slumped position, her ears ringing and vision blurring, lying on the hard 'steel'. Her sluggish head buzzed around like flies, unable to comprehend what had just happened...
His sharp eagle eyes transformed into countless icicles, coldly sweeping over the unidentified object that had suddenly crashed into his arms. After waiting several seconds and seeing the 'thing' in his arms obediently leave, he impatiently raised his iron hand, hooked his five claws, flicked his wrist, and coldly tossed it away. Rong Yue, bewildered, went through an arc-like motion—
A mistress!! A flash of deep blue, and before anyone could figure out what was happening, accompanied by the whooshing sound of clothes fluttering, a gust of wind swept past, its speed like a blue lightning bolt leaving their eyes only able to catch a glimpse of the fleeing blue...
A casual, cold glance nearly made his eyes pop out and his breath catch in his throat! Another violent whirlwind swept past him before he could even blink, the black robes already gone, the wind howling and lingering in his ears...
Just as Rongyue's back was about to make direct contact with the cold earth, two domineering hands, gentle yet powerful, simultaneously grasped Rongyue's slender waist, rescuing her from danger at the last second and saving her from peril...
She rubbed her dizzy head, took a few breaths of relief, and gently patted her still heaving chest. After a while, her wildly beating heart gradually calmed down.
Only after her emotions stabilized did Rongyue notice the strange object at her waist. She paused, startled, and lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her clean, unadorned face. One pair of hands, with well-defined knuckles, was meticulously manicured, long and white, clean and crisp, with a faint, jade-like sheen that seemed to glow. The other pair of large, bronze hands were strong and powerful, masculine and domineering, like iron clamps, tightly gripping the object with immense force, possessing an unyielding, invincible strength! These two contrasting hands now possessively dominated Rongyue, creating a standoff, each holding one side, neither seemingly willing to relinquish their hold…
My heart was pounding like a drum.
Following the bronze-colored hand, thick eyelashes trembled violently, lifting slightly upwards, the gaze moving inch by inch, sweeping over the hand, wrist, arm, shoulder, neck, and jaw...
My legs suddenly went weak without warning.
With a pale, unadorned face, Rongyue turned her head with forced composure. As if she had exhausted all her strength, she finally uttered coldly from her bloodless lips: "Chen, I don't want to see him."
A flicker of surprise crossed his dark pupils. His gaze deepened, becoming sharp as a knife as he stared at the man in black before him, his voice as cold as ice: "If you don't want to die, you'd better let go of me."
He seemed oblivious to Tuoba Chen's threat. As if bewitched, his burning gaze was fixed on Rong Yue's pale, unadorned face, his brown pupils trembling. His sharply defined, cold, handsome features were now filled with shock and ecstasy…
"You're still alive...Moon, you're still alive..."
Before the excited man in black could finish speaking, Tuoba Chen's murderous palm wind whistled and struck his face!
The man in black quickly composed himself, his hawk-like eyes turning icy as he swiftly dodged to the side. His iron hand instantly reached for his waist, and in the next instant, a soft sword radiating a chilling aura appeared in his grasp!
The two were on the verge of a bloody battle!
Rushing to stop Tuoba Chen from making a move, Rongyue shook her head slightly, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and turned her head, her eyes cold and clear.