"Really?" Ji Wushang was overjoyed and almost surfaced, but then she realized her predicament and quickly submerged. The water was so warm.
"A ruler's word is law." Tuoba Heyan smiled, turned, and left.
Soon after, the sound of a door closing was heard.
But Ji Wushang was shocked the next second!
"Tuoba Heyan, Tuoba Heyan!" Ji Wushang shouted immediately.
Tuoba Heyan frowned, immediately opened the golden jade door, and went inside. "What's wrong?"
"I'm scared." Ji Wushang looked at him. He was in the Mi Luo Palace when Yi Yun Shangcheng infiltrated silently. He was powerless to resist. If Tuoba Heyan was not here, and Yi Yun Shangcheng suddenly appeared here again, wouldn't he be in danger again?
Compared to the two of them, she felt that Yiyun City was more dangerous, and Tuoba Heyan was her husband Nan Xuzong after all, so he was different from him!
"Don't worry, I will be back soon," Tuoba Heyan smiled.
"No! Don't go!" Ji Wushang cried out in desperation, "I'm so scared! That, the one who poisoned me last night was a man, he was, he was..."
"Who is it?" Tuoba Heyan squatted down and looked at Ji Wushang in the water. No one would dare to break in here, but after hearing what she said, he really underestimated this "man" she mentioned.
"You really don't remember anything? It's the King of the Western Regions! It's him!" Ji Wushang looked at him. "He'll come and kill me!"
"Hmm?" Tuoba Heyan narrowed his eyes. Indeed, the drug last night was extremely potent, and he had almost fallen for it! The drug would pass from her body into his! If he hadn't noticed something was wrong at the end, he probably would have kept taking her until he was exhausted and died! Fortunately, he had the drug and was also injured, which offset some of the drug's effects, so he wasn't too badly hurt now!
"I haven't dealt with state affairs for several days, and I fear the ministers will be restless," Tuoba Heyan said. "I'll have someone bring the memorials here, and I'll stay outside the beaded curtain to watch over you, shall I?"
Seeing that he didn't say he was leaving, Ji Wushang felt a little relieved and nodded.
"With me here, I will be tempted by you, my mind will be unsettled, and I will lose control and become infatuated. Do you understand?" Tuoba Heyan smiled wickedly, satisfied to see Ji Wushang's face turn red, before turning and walking out.
Ji Wushang was taken aback. She hadn't tempted him, had she? He had indeed changed a lot, very different from the Nan Xuzong she knew. He even knew those flirtatious words…
That's just too much!
Nan Xuzong felt none of that; he made himself feel only pure, safe, and comfortable.
Ji Wushang sighed deeply before gently moving his body to wash himself.
Sure enough, they heard him outside ordering palace maids to bring in desks, commemorative documents, and other such items.
Ji Wushang listened, knowing that he was outside, separated by several beaded curtains.
Ji Wushang strained to look around before seeing that he had dismissed everyone, moved his desk and documents closer to her, and then sat down to carefully review them.
Soaking in the warm spring water, and thanks to the medicine he had added beforehand, Ji Wushang felt completely refreshed. She moved around a bit, then leaned against the pool wall, looking at Tuoba Heyan not far away.
Tuoba Heyan kept his head down, carefully reviewing the memorials. However, he would occasionally look up to look for Ji Wushang. Whenever Ji Wushang saw him look up, he would immediately turn his back to him.
After thinking for a moment, Ji Wushang quickly walked to the middle of the water. Then, thinking again, she decided it would be better to get up and put on her clothes quickly. Looking around, Ji Wushang realized she had no clothes. She turned around, intending to call out, but unexpectedly saw Tuoba Heyan already standing by the pool! His eyes were deep and unfathomable, fixed intently on Ji Wushang!
Ji Wushang immediately stepped back; his gaze was far too blatant!
"What are you doing? I'm done washing. Get me some clothes." Ji Wushang covered himself with his hands, then submerged in the water, only his head showing as he looked at Tuoba Heyan.
"But I haven't washed." Tuoba Heyan smiled wickedly again, stood up, and instantly pulled off his belt!
☆、314 The Finale
"Hey! Tuoba Heyan, no, you can't do this!" Ji Wushang shouted, but he just smiled and took off all his clothes! Ji Wushang covered his face and turned around. Heavens, no need to shout anymore, I'd better leave quickly! This man is shameless and scoundrel, so cunning!
Ji Wushang's face was flustered and flushed with embarrassment. He walked in another direction with extremely fast steps! Just as Ji Wushang was thinking of climbing ashore, he had just climbed onto the pool wall. His smooth back and buttocks were just exposed to the air when he felt two hands grab his waist. Then, his back was pressed against warm lips, which almost brushed all over his body!
Ji Wushang was so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground. This man was utterly despicable! How could he be even more wicked than before!
"Let go!" Ji Wushang was turned around by him. She tried to struggle, but he held her tightly. She was only wearing a simple bodice and underpants. With him doing this, she easily gave in to his desires. He kissed her neck and collarbone. "I am already obsessed, Wushang. You are definitely here to take my life."
"No, no!" Ji Wushang pushed him away forcefully. Tuoba Heyan opened his eyes and reluctantly let go of her. He looked at her with dark and deep eyes.
Ji Wushang looked at him with bright eyes, ignoring his gaze and focusing on what he was saying. Thinking about it, he had once said that the only person in the world who could kill him was himself, but in the end, he died by his own sword.
She didn't want to lose him again; she would rather die herself than him.
"You still have memorials to review." Ji Wushang gestured to the desk not far away.
"Approved." His thin lips moved slightly, and he was about to kiss her again.
Ji Wushang sighed and nudged him, "Stop playing, I'm tired."
“You don’t need to move,” he said, his voice so sexy and so pleasant to hear.
"You said you were leaving the palace this afternoon, so you're not coming." Ji Wushang's face turned bright red. How could he say something like that? He really wasn't afraid of dying of embarrassment. So she lowered her head, supported herself with her hands, pushed him away, and quickly retreated.
Ji Wushang glanced at him from time to time, her eyes carrying a hint of warning. Tuoba Heyan looked at her and had no choice but to follow her, without saying a word or making any excessive movements.
Seeing this, Ji Wushang felt slightly relieved. Only then did he realize that there was some sweat on his face, perhaps because the water was hot, or perhaps because he had been too hasty. Ji Wushang reached out and wiped his forehead.
With a simple gesture, the scenery is breathtaking and captivating.
Tuoba Heyan stepped forward again, his chest wound partially exposed in the air and half submerged in the water.
Ji Wushang looked at him, slightly taken aback, "Stop, stop!"
But as he moved, her attention was diverted—she looked at his chest, which was half-exposed to the air, and asked, "Does the wound on your chest still hurt?" She was only a meter away from him.
"Aren't you going to come up and take a look?" Tuoba Heyan asked, pointing to his chest and smiling.
Ji Wushang was stunned again. Yes, shouldn't he go up and check? He was so foolish, so ruthless back then, grabbing his own hand and stabbing it deep into his own heart. The wound was so deep that he didn't even know how it healed! The wound was healed, but the scar was still there!
Ji Wushang looked up at Tuoba Heyan. Tuoba Heyan smiled, slowly took off his golden mask, flicked it in his hand, and the mask flew out and landed on the ground with a crisp sound.
Ji Wushang's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that ever since he carried him out of that small woodshed, he had become very gentle, with a smile on his face. Originally, this man was the kind of person who was expressionless and fierce, but now, how did he become a smiling Buddha?
"Come here," he called softly, his thin lips barely moving. "You're injured, aren't you going to take responsibility for it?"
His words, and the tone he's using now, seem to suggest he's employing a seduction tactic...
But it didn't work.
“You, Cong, you remember?” Ji Wushang shouted.
Tuoba Heyan shook his head, a flame flickering in his eyes. "Remember just a little bit, just a little bit." He smiled.
Ji Wushang stared at him in astonishment. "A little bit? What do you mean by a little bit? If you have a little bit, you can have a lot, right? You can have everything, right?"
He was stunned.
"Cong!" Ji Wushang cried out the next second, rushing forward and throwing herself into his arms. "I missed you so much! I missed you so much! You're back, aren't you? You remember everything, don't you?"
"A little bit, a little bit." Tuoba Heyan felt a pang of sadness and murmured, looking down at her and gently pulling her into his arms. "What I remember is that I love you, and my feelings for you will never change."
Ji Wushang looked up at him, her eyes blurry with tears, "Really?"
"Why would I lie to you?" Tuoba Heyan smiled and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his hand, his gentleness as water. "But, Wushang, don't shed so many tears for me, it's not worth it."
Ji Wushang was stunned and immediately looked at Tuoba Heyan. He had said something similar before, but he really only remembered a little bit.
Seeing that she wasn't crying, Tuoba Heyan gently stroked her face. "I'll try my best to remember everything, okay?"
He changed his tune, claiming that I changed it very smoothly.
Ji Wushang nodded vigorously, nestling her head in Tuoba Heyan's arms and sobbing softly. He had finally admitted that he was Nan Xuzong, no longer resisting. How rare! He had finally become her Nan Xuzong again! She would make him remember everything! They had been through so much together; how could she bear to let him forget?
Tuoba Heyan's eyes flickered. He placed his large hand on her waist and gently stroked it up and down. He didn't say anything, just made simple gestures, and there was no longer the intense desire he had shown before.
She turned to face him, looked up at his handsome face, and then her gaze shifted to his chest.
Tuoba Heyan's gaze was also fixed on her, filled with a strong possessive desire. Yes, she was wearing a bodice and nestled in his arms. If he hadn't used his inner strength to suppress it, how could he have resisted the urge to want her?
She is so beautiful.
Ji Wushang looked down at his chest, noticing the slightly indented wound. Her heart ached, and she instinctively reached out to touch it, tears streaming down her face again. "Cong, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"
Tuoba Heyan looked at her, but instead of wiping away her tears, he took her hand that was resting on his chest. "I am doing this willingly."
Ji Wushang looked up at him, "Only you would be this foolish!"
"Isn't it good to just be your fool?" Tuoba Heyan grinned, lowered his head, and kissed the tears on Ji Wushang's eyes. "Don't cry, okay?" he whispered, and then kissed her tears again.
She looked at him, pulled her hand away from his, but instead climbed up his neck and kissed his thin lips!
Tuoba Heyan was stunned for a moment, but the next second he grabbed her waist with one hand and stroked her back with the other, kissing her passionately yet tenderly!
She felt a surge of joy, as if she had found something she had lost. She felt that the man in front of her had returned—her Nan Xuzong! The man she had longed for day and night, the husband she would follow for the rest of her life!
She stepped forward and was embraced tightly by him. His large hands caressed her smooth back, slowly moving downwards until they rested on the red knot at her waist.
"Cong." She whispered, and Tuoba Heyan looked at her with burning black eyes, kissed her neck, and pulled all her strength into his body. "Give everything to me." He said in a hoarse voice, his large hand igniting the flutter in her heart.
She tilted her head back slightly, feeling herself enveloped by warm water and cherished by him tenderly. Ji Wushang lay on top of him, one hand holding her waist, the other already untying her knot.
"No!" Before he could even cry out, the peony-red bodice had already floated to the side with the force of the water. He then lowered his head and kissed her beauty.
"Mmm." Ji Wushang couldn't help but let out a sound, which seemed to shock him even more. He barely heard the sound of his underwear being torn underwater before he felt that hot, large hand!
Ji Wushang hurriedly tried to block it with his hand. He had left temporarily, but he had also torn off his own underpants.
"Cong." Ji Wushang took a deep breath and called out to him.
"Hmm." His Adam's apple bobbed down, and his large hand reached for hers again. Ji Wushang was startled and tried to block him with her hand again, but he grabbed her hand in return and, in the next second, he had already led her to touch that source of heat!
Ji Wushang's face immediately turned bright red. "Ah!" he exclaimed softly, shamelessly holding her hand!
"No!" Ji Wushang tried to push him away, but he was panting heavily. "It'll only be a little while."
Ji Wushang looked at him helplessly and speechlessly, but he continued his actions with a wicked smile, and unexpectedly she did not resist.
But just as he was lost in his own world, Ji Wushang squeezed his hand tightly, and he immediately cried out, "Oh!" Tears almost welled up in his eyes, "Wushang!"
"Hmph!" Ji Wushang snorted, "See if you can't behave yourself!"
"Oh my god!" Tuoba Heyan's face turned a deep purplish-red, and he looked pitifully at Ji Wushang, covering his private parts with both hands and leaning back slightly. "Wushang, it hurts so much!"
Seeing his expression, Ji Wushang immediately covered himself with his hands, "Who told you to be dishonest?!"
"It hurts!" Tuoba Heyan whispered again, "But you can't be so cruel. Who will support you in the future?"
"You, you still dare to talk back!" Ji Wushang's face turned bright red again.
"It really hurts..." Tuoba Heyan looked at her, the once-mighty man now appearing as a weakling, looking at Ji Wushang as if he wanted her to pity him.
Ji Wushang asked with some suspicion, "Does it really hurt that much?"
Tuoba Heyan nodded immediately.