[Transmigration] The War God's Consort

Chapter 45

You have to fight for your own happiness! Heaven is always fair; it will never give you a free lunch!

Feng Xinglie chuckled wickedly to himself, "Yu Xiang, Yu Xiang, I've made up my mind to seduce you. I wonder if this candy is big enough?"

"I..." Her alluring appearance made Ling Yuxiang's voice sound husky and deep with intense desire.

Feeling the warm breath on his face, those full, alluring lips were right in front of him, as if he could taste them just a little closer. In an instant, his breathing became heavy, an unbearable itch rose within him. She was like a poppy, a poison that, once touched, would likely be addictive, leading to utter ruin!

Although he had already made up his mind, the last vestiges of his instinct reminded him not to touch the alluring Feng Xinglie. Yet every inch of his skin clamored to embrace this rare enchantress tightly and ravage her lips. These two extreme thoughts struggled incessantly, almost driving him mad!

However, Ling Yuxiang's pain did not last long. The next moment, Feng Xinglie stretched out that small fingertip and gently held his extremely handsome lips, stroking them slowly back and forth, glancing over with a charming smile and seductive eyes.

Ling Yuxiang swallowed hard, his heavy breathing carrying him as he reached out to embrace her waist and the back of her head. The woman in his arms seemed impatient, her soft body pressing against him and entwining him before he could get close, bringing another kind of fiery passion.

Damn it! Ling Yuxiang cursed inwardly, mimicking Feng Xinglie's usual tone. If he were to waste his breath on her at a time like this, he'd be a pig! Even if it's hell, he'd brave it!

He lunged at her alluring, luscious red lips, but softened his bite when his teeth touched her softness, turning it into a lick. This time, Feng Xinglie didn't display her domineering side; instead, she subtly extended her smooth, delicate lips and swept them across his lips and teeth in a sneak attack.

The unexpected contact of their tongues caused both of them to tremble involuntarily, the sensation spreading throughout their bodies in an instant.

Ling Yuxiang had no time to play hide-and-seek with her anymore. He eagerly grabbed her and kissed her. His wild and unrestrained breathing became increasingly disordered. All his resentment, anger, hurt, and pain melted away in this passionate kiss of reunion. He was so engrossed in it that he couldn't control himself.

Feng Xinglie never expected that his passionate kiss would make her so intoxicated. Under his sometimes gentle and sometimes domineering advances, she couldn't help but fall deeper into it.

In a daze, Feng Xinglie exclaimed that she had seen a ghost. She had originally planned to seduce his soul, but now it seemed that she had invested just as much as he had.

She snuggled against him like a lazy cat, and after their passionate kiss, her alluring eyes were the perfect aphrodisiac. Ling Yuxiang, leaning against the stone wall, glanced at her, his gaze instantly darkening. He abruptly closed his eyes, unable to look at her any longer.

"Even the God of War Ling has moments of fear!" Feng Xinglie covered his mouth and chuckled, his bright eyes sparkling, his bandaged hands reaching out restlessly to gently touch Ling's chest.

"Don't tease me!" Ling Yuxiang grabbed her wrist and glared at her angrily. "A man's patience has its limits. Don't think I have superhuman self-control. I'll break down in front of you just the same. If you dare to mess around again, I can't guarantee I can hold back!"

She let out a piercing snort, ignoring his warning. Feng Xinglie's nimble hand escaped his grasp and slipped back into his half-open shirt, fanning the flames. He secretly thought Ling Yuxiang was truly wise; unbuttoning his shirt to keep her warm saved her a lot of trouble and made her movements easier at this moment.

"Feng, Xing, Lie! Did you do this on purpose?" With a terrifying aura pressing down from above, Ling Yuxiang gritted his teeth and called out the name, which was enough to show how dissatisfied he was at this moment. His handsome face was magnified to the extreme, and his dark eyes were full of wild and unbearable lust, as if he wanted to burn people to ashes.

This woman's actions are utterly reckless! Doesn't she realize his patience is nearing its limit? Even if she wants to cause him trouble, shouldn't she consider her own situation? Playing with fire like this is really pushing his luck...

"Serves you right, you asked for it!" Her eyes rolled and her heartless words almost made Ling Yuxiang jump up in anger, but her next sentence made him freeze instantly!

"Who told you to hold back? You're just being presumptuous, you deserve to suffer from impotence!" (Xiao Lie, you're too cruel. You'll regret it if it becomes real.) Feng Xinglie glared back, his words serious and not at all joking!

This separation made her realize some things. Whether it was her constant worry for him or her longing for him at the brink of life and death, it all made sense—she had fallen hopelessly in love with the man in front of her, the man who had once been her rival, the man who knew her and understood her, the man who had silently given up everything for her without ever saying a word.

Ling Yuxiang's indulgence towards her was boundless. What nobleman or high-ranking official like him could allow a woman to act so recklessly? Qin Yue might have done it with Lian Ji, but Qin Yue wasn't ambitious; her actions were driven by emotions, which isn't surprising. For someone like Ling Yuxiang to do this was truly a miracle.

Feng Xinglie knew that these qualities were inseparable from his own charm and charisma, but more importantly, they stemmed from Ling Yuxiang's genuine affection for her. He had placed her in his heart above everything else, including his own life and interests, and he never boasted about it to her.

Just like back in Dadu, when Ling Yuxiang went to great lengths to feed her medicine, he never mentioned what he had sacrificed. This time, when he returned to Ling Kingdom, he must have been trying to relinquish his power and arrange everything properly to pave the way for their future. But even though he didn't tell her personally, couldn't she have guessed it?

Feng Xinglie's eyes were slightly hot, and his fingers touched his cheek. The dim light made it hard to see clearly, but he could feel that he had obviously lost weight.

Those troublesome political parties, those powerful figures eyeing the throne, those intricate relationships—how much mental energy would it take to handle all of this in such a short time? She could almost picture him working tirelessly, day and night, seizing every minute, just to return to see her as soon as possible, even if it was only a little earlier. But now, when he saw her, he looked like this…

Feng Xinglie bit her lip, her heart aching slightly. This foolish man! He always makes her feel sorry for him, but does he not know that his silent dedication and forbearance, besides moving her, also makes her feel sorry for him?

The moment Ling Yuxiang heard her words, he felt his mind go blank. He even ignored the shockingly sarcastic joke. After a long time, he managed to grab her hand and press it against his cheek, breathing heavily, "You...are you serious?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Feng Xinglie raised an eyebrow and asked.

"But we haven't officially started yet..."

"Who said I didn't? Didn't I already marry you back in Ling Kingdom? Ling Yuxiang, how dare you forget?" Seeing the dark face of someone settling scores gradually appear, Ling Yuxiang hurriedly shook his head.

"Of course I haven't forgotten, but that doesn't count..."

"Whether it counts or not, what does it matter?" Feng Xinglie interrupted him again, his face full of arrogance and unbridled behavior: "Do you think I care about those feudal ethics? It's a matter of mutual consent, and even my family has no right to interfere!"

What's the big deal about consummating the marriage before marriage? For women of this era, that part of their lives was not necessarily that important in her eyes. However, since this opinion was obviously terrifying, Feng Xinglie chose not to say anything, at least not to scare her man into fainting on the spot!

Upon receiving such a positive reply, Ling Yuxiang's eyes instantly lit up like a sky full of stars, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve into a high arc. He was almost overjoyed and ready to celebrate with the heavens. Although he knew that Feng Xinglie was always open-minded, hearing her say she was willing still surprised him!

He gazed at her with delight, but his eyes suddenly turned to pain when he caught sight of her white bandages. He shook his head repeatedly, saying, "But even so, it's not possible now. Look at how badly you're injured! How can I possibly hurt you like this?"

"Ling Yuxiang! Who do you think I am? You think a little injury makes me a delicate woman? I just want to stay here, I just think the environment here is nice, is that not allowed?"

“I don’t know who just fainted because of this ‘minor injury’. If you think this place is nice, we can always renovate it and use it as a new house later. But not now.”

Seeing his stubborn persistence, Feng Xinglie gritted her teeth inwardly. How could she give up so easily? She refused to believe she couldn't find a way to hook Ling Yuxiang! (A truly lustful woman, the man isn't worried, but the woman is anxious @◎@)

The two stared at each other for a long while, then Feng Xinglie suddenly laughed, a very eerie laugh. Ling Yuxiang felt a chill run down his spine, realizing she probably didn't have anything nice to say, and looked at her with a hint of fear. He then saw her expression suddenly become very strange, looking him up and down with a mixture of pity and understanding.

"Have you not been with a woman in too long? Are you really no longer capable?"

Even if Ling Yuxiang had excellent self-control and self-discipline, how could he remain calm when Feng Xinglie so vehemently questioned his normalcy in a certain aspect? Ling Yuxiang's mind exploded, and with a roar, he lost his temper and lunged forward!

"You try and see if I can do it!"

Chaotic Qingqiu, Chapter 81: Springtime in the Stone Cave

Pleasure, like a rising fire, seeps into the heart little by little, guided by scorching emotions. The temperature of the skin slowly changes from warm to burning hot, and the pleasure of lips and teeth touching is almost overwhelming.

Since time immemorial, humanity's most primal desires have replaced words, and the emotions expressed through actions flow between the two.

Her collar was undone, and warm, somewhat rough hands roamed and ravaged her exquisite body. Her clothes were disheveled and open, exposing her crystal-clear, jade-like skin to the air. The cold from the stone cave suddenly pierced through her, and Feng Xinglie shivered involuntarily, his whole body trembling.

Although she looked like a mummy, the only injuries she had were to her two arms and one leg. Underneath her clothes was still a patch of naked skin. How could she not feel cold in this extremely cold stone cave?

Although Ling Yuxiang was provoked by Feng Xinglie's words and rushed over, he would never disregard her feelings. The long period of darkness had already made his eyes water. He took off his cloak and spread it on the ground, gently lifting her down to lie down. Carefully avoiding the wounds on her arms and calves, he held her in his arms and used his burning body to warm her relatively cold and weak body.

"Eek!" The sudden close contact with Feng Xinglie's body made her tremble uncontrollably. Every inch of that man's flesh contained explosive power, and her heart raced, her breathing became erratic, and a terrifying desire emanated from the depths of her body.

She had already removed most of the 'burden' from Ling Yuxiang's body. Although it hadn't completely disappeared, the two of them were now almost naked and pressed together. Every place where their skin touched was ignited with a blazing fire of lust. The burning heat spread throughout their bodies, and her body seemed to melt into a pool of spring water, flowing over thousands of mountains and rivers.

Ling Yuxiang wasn't much better off. A slippery, soft body, like an eel, slipped into his arms, sending a jolt of electricity through him. Trembling surged through him once more, and a burning heat rose in his lower abdomen at an alarming rate. To be honest, he'd been with many women, but none had ever given him such a strong feeling!

Just holding her like this almost made him lose his composure! Every inch of his body was screaming "I want her," his eyes were frighteningly deep, like a wild beast about to lose itself, his heavy breathing echoed throughout the cave, each breath seemed to push his lungs to their limit.

This not-so-small, dimly lit space was filled with ambiguous spring feelings, and the chill of the stone walls seemed to be gradually blocked by the two people whose bodies were getting hot.

Amidst the chaotic atmosphere, Feng Xinglie grinned like a pair of cats that had just stolen some cream, licking his lips triumphantly as he suddenly clenched his fist: "Hmph! Ling Yuxiang, don't struggle anymore. No matter how powerful you are, you can't escape my grasp right now. I advise you to submit to me obediently, or don't blame me for 'accidentally' raping you!"

These words left Ling Yuxiang both amused and exasperated. He almost couldn't help but want to remind her that she was the one who was going to be eaten. But after thinking about it, he was afraid that the duck that was about to be eaten would fly away, so he had to change his words and say with a happy smile full of affection: "I am willing to take the bait. I will stay by your side for the rest of my life. Even if you drive me away, I will never leave."

He kissed her ivory-smooth neck with doting affection, and with his heart pounding, Ling Yuxiang was lost in the faint fragrance she exuded.

"Hmm...that's more like it." With his eyes slightly narrowed in enjoyment, Feng Xinglie's chest was filled with a burning sweetness. His earnest words of love, woven into a perfect melody in his deep and magnetic voice, were enough to drive any woman in the world crazy!

Her soft breasts were completely covered by his now-hot hands, gently kneading them. The sudden intensification of the stimulation sent a tingling sensation up her back, causing her to involuntarily furrow her brows and gasp, "Ah..."

This body was untouched by human touch, so sensitive that she couldn't believe it herself—a gentle touch could produce such a strong sensation! Or was it because the person in front of her was Ling Yuxiang that she was able to let herself go and feel it? Sex with emotion involved was completely different from the naked sex of modern society.

Ling Yuxiang was taken aback by her awkward reaction at first, but then his eyes shone like bright pearls, filled with boundless joy. His hot breath brushed against her ear, and he gently bit her round earlobe, teasing her wantonly: "You can't even handle this? You still dare to seduce me? War God Feng, what we're going to do next is far more than this."

Hearing his arrogant and obviously flirtatious tone, Feng Xinglie seemed to see his wicked smile in his mind's eye. Overwhelmed with emotion, he gritted his teeth and bit down hard on his shoulder, leaving a deep tooth mark. Not to be outdone, he also curled his lips into a hateful smile: "No need for Prince Ling to remind me, I understand perfectly well!"

Her bandaged hands roamed restlessly down his muscular body, finally grasping his already erect desire and caressing it with a touch of roughness. Conquering wasn't just something he could do! If she wanted, she was confident she could tease him to his limit!

"Ah!" Ling Yuxiang gasped, completely unexpected that she would be so bold. The rough linen covering her bare hand in the bag easily found his sensitive spot, bringing him an intense pleasure that made him want to growl out. As he was aroused, he gritted his teeth. His joy instantly turned into a gloomy expression. It felt as if someone had cut open his chest and stuffed a piece of burning charcoal inside. He was in so much pain that he was writhing in agony!

He gripped her shoulders tightly and said with a hateful voice, "You used to... did you often..." How could he forget that she was once known as the number one courtesan, on par with Lian Ji? She might have had her lovers. This realization was like a needle, piercing his heart and causing him unbearable pain.

"Do you mind?" With a sly smile, the situation was completely reversed. In this battle of wits, whoever cares more will lose completely. The angrier he was, the happier Feng Xinglie became.

Her soft fingertips traced the hard object in her palm, and she raised an eyebrow smugly: "Prince Ling, don't tell me you've never touched another woman, or I'll throw you out of the cave right now!" Is it only the officials who are allowed to set fires while the common people are forbidden even to light lamps? Thinking of how many women Ling Yuxiang had been with, Feng Xinglie felt a surge of anger; his jealousy was so intense it could corrode anyone!

“I…” Ling Yuxiang was speechless for a moment when he thought of his past, and he was defeated once again. But in an instant, his head, which had been hanging down, suddenly rose high, and he roared through gritted teeth: “Not minding… that’s a lie! I mind so much that I’m going crazy! I don’t care what you think of me because of this, but I wish I could grab those… those people, and tear them to pieces!”

However, after yelling and thinking it over, Ling Yuxiang was still somewhat doubtful about her previous reaction, and cautiously asked, "Lie...you really..."

That fierce yet terrified look made Feng Xinglie laugh heartily, her heart filled with sweetness. She threw herself into his arms, tilted her head back, and bit his ear, whispering seductively, "Do you really want it or not? You'll know once you try."

In such dim light, amidst such alluring softness and fragrance, any man who could resist would surely be abnormal!

"Ah, you little vixen!" With a low growl, Ling Yuxiang grabbed Hao Zuochong's hand and, ignoring her seemingly innocent gaze, showered her body with quick, delicate kisses. The woman beneath him showed no restraint whatsoever, returning the kisses without hesitation.

The intense, lingering passion burned away her reason. If her burning cheeks could be seen in the sunlight, they would surely be crimson. But no matter how moved she was, the hot, firm member inevitably brought waves of tearing pain when it entered her body. Feng Xinglie bit her lower lip, stubbornly refusing to cry out, but her hands involuntarily reached out to resist his movements, letting out a low whimper from her throat.

Even though his lower body was throbbing and screaming in extreme discomfort, Ling Yuxiang regained some of his rationality upon hearing her voice and stopped moving. The tightness and suffocation almost drove him crazy, but at the same time, it made him ecstatic.

Men naturally desire to completely possess the woman they love, and even Ling Yuxiang was no exception.

He wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and tenderly kissed her with a gentle, warm kiss, hoping to ease her pain.

"Hmm...it's alright..." After getting used to his entry, Feng Xinglie opened her eyes wide and looked over in a daze. The desire contained within made Ling Yuxiang's chest and abdomen burn wildly once again. He lovingly touched her delicate cheeks, and his hot body began to entwine with her fiercely.

A frenzied burning of body and mind, sweet yet painful, bittersweet and satisfying, the chaotic emotions creating a feeling of melting together, waves rising and falling, clinging desperately, leaving only ambiguous gasps, moans and low growls in the stone cave, full of the breath of spring.

Amidst their passionate embrace, Ling Yuxiang whispered in her ear, his body glistening with a light sweat. Feng Xinglie couldn't help but lose herself in his wild tenderness, responding with fervent passion. The blissful sensation was irresistible, until they were utterly exhausted, at which point they finally ceased their unrestrained madness.

This dramatic turn of events, though exactly what Ling Yuxiang desired, was also something he hadn't anticipated. As Feng Xinglie lay lazily in his arms, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, filled with regret.

Large patches of blood seeped through the white bandage once again, clearly indicating that the wound had reopened, and the reopening must have been quite severe.

"Why didn't you say so? Don't you feel pain?" He gently unwrapped the bandages wrapped around her arm, scolding her with pity. He frowned and saw that several strands of bright red blood were quickly seeping out from the hideous scab.

"Can you stop?" Her tone was full of doubt. Feng Xinglie, looking weary, yawned contentedly like a cat, her beautiful eyes rolling as she lazily narrowed them, greedily enjoying his warmth, a blissful smile spreading across her face. Knowing Ling Yuxiang's personality, he'd be overjoyed to know she was a virgin, wouldn't he? Would he really stop in the heat of the moment? Besides, she herself was completely ignoring the pain and had no intention of stopping.

Thinking of that blissful feeling, as if she had ascended to heaven, her charming eyes shone with a joyful smile. From now on, Ling Yuxiang would belong to her, Feng Xinglie, alone. She had let him possess her for a while, but she would possess him for a lifetime.

Chapter 82 Full Delivery

The weariness that followed their lovemaking kept creeping into their minds. The two of them only picked up their outer clothes and put them on. Feng Xinglie was so sleepy that she kept yawning. Ling Yuxiang affectionately pecked her lips and advised her, "If you're tired, just sleep for a while."

Feng Xinglie nestled lazily in his arms, squinting his crescent-shaped eyes, and shook his head: "Tell me what the situation is like outside first, then I can feel at ease. We've been chased for so long on our way to Qing Kingdom, and we haven't been able to get any accurate information. Youying went to find you, right? Otherwise, how could you have arrived so quickly!"

She glanced at Ling Yuxiang, noticing him carefully reapplying her medicine and bandaging her wound. Her smile widened, as if she had drunk a cup of sweet nectar, a warmth spreading through her from the bottom of her heart. From the very first time she met him, whenever she was by his side, even the coldest moments felt warm.

She reached out and firmly grasped his hand, their ten fingers intertwining like a beautiful magpie bridge, tightly connecting the two of them.

Ling Yuxiang nodded, his handsome face resting on the top of her head: "When the letter arrived, I completely lost my composure! I used to think that I could always remain calm, that even if my closest loved ones were in danger, only by staying calm could I save them, but..."

He gave a wry smile, his thin lips landing a series of light kisses on her face, a deep love brewing within them, a tremor of fear washing over him, as if he were still lingering with dread.

“Now I understand that when someone you truly care about is in danger, even I can’t maintain my rationality. When I heard you were missing and thought about the possible actions of Qing Kingdom, I was completely stunned! I rushed over here without even having time to settle the internal situation of Da Ling. Just thinking that you might leave me forever terrified me, I couldn’t eat or sleep, and I wished I could grow wings and fly to your side. I was so happy to finally find you, but then you suddenly fainted. Do you know how scared I was when I saw your condition?” Ling Yuxiang’s gaze slowly swept over Feng Xinglie’s arm, which had been unbandaged, with a painful look. The rolled-up flesh was scarlet and gruesome, with large areas of necrotic tissue, which was extremely horrifying. One could only imagine how much pain the injured person had suffered.

Ling Yuxiang re-bandaged her injured hand and gently placed it in his palm, as if holding a rare treasure, with utmost care.

"I was both heartbroken and scared. If Brother Qing and Brother Yao hadn't told me that you were out of danger, I'm afraid I would have been so angry that I would have ordered Xi Suifeng to start the war on the spot!"

Feng Xinglie was immersed in his warm affection, unable to control herself for a long time, letting him kiss and hold her lightly. The wonderful feeling of being cared for was addictive. She never thought she was incompetent, but she also knew that no matter how strong she was, she was still a woman.