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Ling Yuxiang smiled mischievously and kissed her back, letting her know that he wasn't so easily taken advantage of.

The long kiss seemed to last forever. Both were extremely strong-willed and unwilling to be defeated. Passionate, they entangled themselves repeatedly, waves of electric-like sensation coursing through them. Neither was willing to give in first. Only when their lips were slightly swollen did Ling Yuxiang pull her away and pin her to the bed. He closed his phoenix eyes, breathing heavily with restraint, and smiled faintly.

"You little devil! I wonder how many more faces you've been hiding! Stop teasing me, or I might just take you right here and now."

Ling Yuxiang looked at her with affection, while Feng Xinglie sighed at his strong self-control and was moved by his persistence. At this moment, his desire had not yet subsided, and a faint blush remained on his already handsome face. His beautiful phoenix eyes were half-closed, and he exuded a masculine allure. She couldn't help but secretly swallow and exclaim, "Heavens!"

How come I never noticed before that he was so handsome! She almost lost control of her mind.

Homeland of Qin, Chapter Fifty-One: Sweet and Happy

Inside Yihong Pavilion, it was still bustling with activity. On the narrow path on the second floor, which had been sealed off by his men, a blue figure quietly stopped. Just as he was about to go to the innermost part of the building, a dark figure blocked his way, silent yet extremely imposing.

"Young Master Qing, you should go back! My master probably doesn't want to see you right now."

Qing Xiangfeng smiled faintly and said, "Actually, you are not that person's follower at all. From your expressions and words, his attitude towards you is very obvious. Why do you need to keep pretending?"

Xi Suifeng glanced at him, calm and resolute, standing straight like an immovable mountain.

"Since that's the case, Young Master Qing, there's no need to test me. That person is indeed not my master, but my master is truly in the room. Are you satisfied with what I've said?"

In fact, Qing Xiangfeng had noticed Ling Yuxiang and him from the very beginning. Because of this, they also understood that Qing Xiangfeng was no ordinary person. Now, after thinking it over, Xi Suifeng had almost determined who he was based on the fact that he knew Feng Xinglie. Since the other party also knew, why should he hide it?

A glint flashed in his eyes, and Qing Xiangfeng revealed a cynical smile, laughing heartily: "However, I still don't quite understand what Brother Xi is saying. Brother Ling's appearance just now really made me think a lot. Since Brother Xi is responsible for protecting her safety, how can you be so at ease letting a man openly bring her into his boudoir and spend time with her in the same room? At least I'm not very comfortable with it."

He swayed slightly back and forth as he was about to walk inside, but in a flash, Xi Suifeng blocked his way like a wall.

Xi Suifeng said coldly, "My master knows whether it's safe or not. If necessary, she will call me. Besides, since Brother Qing knows my master's abilities, he shouldn't doubt that my master can't even handle a mere man."

“A man? Brother Xi, do you really think Brother Ling is just a ‘mere’ man? I dare not underestimate his abilities. Are you sure you’re okay?” His eyes were deep and his aura was wild. His words were full of arrogant confidence.

Xi Suifeng secretly admired Qing Xiangfeng's keen perception; he had noticed the identity revealed in his words in an instant.

As expected...

"Is Qing really interested in going inside to take a look?" Xi Suifeng suddenly loosened his grip, as if he was intentionally letting her go.

“If Brother Xi will not interfere, I will naturally like to catch up with my old friend.” With a flourish of his blue robe, he confidently stepped inside. This time, Xi Suifeng did not stop him, but simply said, “Qin Han just left Yihong Pavilion.”

Qing Xiangfeng paused, her steps faltering, but she made a decisive decision. She instantly pulled back the step she was about to take, pushed open the window, and jumped out.

Xi Suifeng's eyes were calm. State affairs were like women's affairs; between this man and Qin Han, the former would always come first.

Without the slightest hesitation, he was even more resolute than Qin Han.

Inside the room, Feng Xinglie was taking advantage of Ling Yuxiang, having already undone half of his clothes. He then groped along the strong curves of Ling Yuxiang's body, gently kneading the area on his shoulder where she had injured him, causing the other man unbearable pain and making him want to grit his teeth.

Her soft, smooth hand caressed his shoulder repeatedly, and her body, nestled against his chest, exuded an intoxicating fragrance. The desire he had just managed to quell was instantly reignited. He grabbed her hand, which was fanning the flames, and his deep eyes seemed to spit fire.

"Have you had enough fun? If you're going to play with fire, be prepared to get burned!"

"Touching him won't hurt you, he's mine now! Humph! Or are you saying you don't want to?"

Feng Xinglie declared his ownership, smacked him, and glared at him, giving him the attitude that if he dared to say no, he would beat him up.

Ling Yuxiang nearly choked on his own saliva. This audacious remark made him both laugh and cry: "Where did you come from? I've never seen such a stunningly... adorable woman as you." Seeing the extremely dangerous light emanating from her clear black and white eyes, Ling Yuxiang swallowed back the word "scarious" and shamelessly changed it to "adorable."

"You got to see me? You're lucky. Others would love to see me but can't! Someone as outstanding as me is universally loved, isn't that right?" Feng Xinglie became narcissistic again, as if she were the most intelligent and capable person in the world.

Ling Yuxiang was almost driven mad by her. He grabbed her angrily and said, "Damn it, everyone loves you! I just wish you would never appear in public. I wish you would only ever know me, and only I could see all your dazzling brilliance. Otherwise, you would attract so many suitors like Xianqian, making me feel uneasy. If I didn't have some skills, I would have been tortured by you until I was neither human nor ghost."

Seeing him get jealous again, Feng Xinglie narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "Do you even know that I've told myself more than once that if you show up in front of me looking pale and thin with panda eyes, I'll add a few more circles to your face?"

"You have no conscience!" Ling Yuxiang sighed dramatically, then laughed as if he were having a seizure: "This is not your style. I knew you had this bad temper, so I had to fatten myself up and be fair-skinned. How is it? Nothing's out of shape, right?"

Feng Xinglie yawned lazily and looked over hazily: "Nothing's changed, but why are you wearing black?" She didn't have time to look at him when she left that day, but now he looks quite different. He looks good in any clothes!

Ling Yuxiang gently stroked the black clothes on his body and sighed softly: "Only by wearing this can I slightly alleviate my longing for you, and only by wearing this can I remind myself to stay rational and not do anything crazy."

Feng Xinglie was stunned. An indescribable throbbing pain slowly spread in his chest. He was a strong person, and it was precisely because of his strength that he suffered even more when in pain. It was not easy for him to grit his teeth and support himself. If he suppressed himself to a certain extent, he would collapse if he had no one to rely on. Feng Xinglie hugged her tightly without words. It turned out that not only was he supporting her, but her strength had also been supporting him all along!

She cupped his face in her hands and gently kissed his elegant lips, saying, "I'm right here. What's the point of this tattered dress? Change it. You look much better in red."

"Based on what you said," Ling Yuxiang smiled indulgently, but his expression changed for some reason as he looked at her red dress. Suddenly, he became inexplicably domineering: "From now on, you are not allowed to dance for anyone other than me!"

Feng Xinglie pinched him, but smiled sweetly: "You're really generous!"

Ignoring the pain in his lower back, Ling Yuxiang grinned and said domineeringly, "And you're not allowed to take anything other than what I say seriously."

"It's only been a few days, and you've become even more shameless! Who taught you all this?" Feng Xinglie said helplessly.

"Hmph! Who else? It's that Qing Xiangfeng, you hear me? Xiangfeng, Xiangfeng, I miss you so much!" Ling Yuxiang seemed to have taken a liking to the sour taste, and he had to eat it wherever he went.

"What!" So obvious! A vein throbbed on Feng Xinglie's forehead, and his lips twitched involuntarily. Qing Xiangfeng? How could he even come up with such a cheesy and disgusting name? Who else but that shameless guy would dare to use it?

"You ran into him? Did he bring you to the brothel?" Although the tone was questioning, it was almost certain. Very well! She wondered why Ling Yuxiang was interested in visiting brothels. How dare he encourage my man to go to a brothel to pick up prostitutes! I'll remember this!

Poor Qing Xiangfeng, he was inexplicably burdened with a messy debt by Feng Xinglie.

"We met on the way. I was originally going to the biggest brothel in Hancheng..." Seeing Feng Xinglie glaring at him with her fist clenched, Ling Yuxiang quickly grabbed her shoulders to comfort her, "My dear little ancestor, I promise I had no other intentions. I just liked the brothel because it's a place where all sorts of people mingle. That's why I ordered the Dark Pavilion and the Blazing Flame Riders to gather here. But I'm glad I came here, otherwise I don't know how many more men you would have seduced before you were satisfied!"

"Hmph! I'll make you jealous!" Actually, Feng Xinglie understood what was going on, but he was just unhappy. Seeing his pitiful and aggrieved look, he let him off the hook. "You have good eyesight; you actually guessed who he is."

“He’s not bad either. By now he’ll surely understand who I am, and he’ll probably regret not being able to take you away before me.” Ling Yuxiang smiled slyly and triumphantly, then paused and said with some concern, “In addition, Sui Feng also saw another person. Since Qing Xiangfeng didn’t rush in to disturb us, he’s probably chasing after him.”

Few things could make Ling Yuxiang wary, but Feng Xinglie kept them in mind.

Who is it?

"Qin Han." Ling Yuxiang glanced at her, his worry evident in his eyes.

“Him?…” Feng Xinglie was slightly surprised. He caught a glimpse of Ling Yuxiang’s worried gaze, couldn’t help but pinch his cheek, and smiled: What are you worried about? Am I that fragile? Don’t be silly, I’m the most special and best woman in the world. I’m not a resentful woman. Even if you dump me one day, I promise I’ll still live a good life and find ten or eight better men.

Ling Yuxiang had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the first part, but when he heard the second part, he was almost driven mad with anger. He roared angrily at this troublesome little devil, holding her tightly as if afraid she would run away and disappear at any moment. "How could that day ever come! I've decided that I will never let you out again, so that you won't go and meet any more Zhang San or Li Si."

"You're so domineering!" Feng Xinglie complained happily, his eyes crinkling with laughter. This warm and sweet feeling made her want to indulge in it. She leaned softly against him, as if she had obtained the most beautiful thing in the world, and smiled happily: "Yu Xiang, you're so stupid. I dare to say this because I'm sure you would never dump me, you stupid man."

"Sigh! I'll admit I'm being foolish for you." In the instant their eyes met, she smiled and gently kissed him, lightly touching him.

"I'm telling the truth. Hancheng is in chaos right now. This Western Qin state banquet already attracted a lot of attention, and now Qin Han is here. I don't want to let you risk your life alone. Lie, I've been through this once, and I don't have the confidence to endure it a second time. Now that I'm here, you don't need to investigate. This time, let me protect you and keep you by my side, okay?" Ling Yuxiang's eyes flickered with complex emotions. If it were before, he would never have interfered with Feng Xinglie's Xinglie, but this separation had made him experience excruciating pain, and he believed she felt the same way. A deeper care than before would make them understand how to consider each other more.

Feng Xinglie stared intently at the man before her. He still understood her so well, and he was still so intelligent. He always respected her thoughts and decisions. Even if he was extremely unwilling, he would only ask her questions. She had no doubt that if she said she couldn't answer, he would let go. No matter how worried he was, he would still let her fly free.

Unlike a kite that flies too high and then flies away, Feng Xinglie is no less sentimental than other women. Her emotions are rich, and she can never ignore or forget the kindness shown to her. Precisely because of this, she cannot fly far away on her own unless someone flaps their wings alongside her.

“Okay, this time, I’ll be your Feng Meiniang.” Without hesitation, Feng Xinglie made her choice. She never doubted Ling Yuxiang’s ability. She didn’t care about any previous plans or preparations. She nestled in his arms and smiled mischievously: “This time, you have to shield me from the wind and rain. I’ll be a little bird clinging to you. You have to protect me well.”

Feigning surprise, Ling Yuxiang shuddered, goosebumps rising on his skin. "A little bird clinging to someone? Are you sure you're not a mountain tiger?" he exclaimed incredulously.

"Go to hell!" Feng Xing raised his hands menacingly, wrapping them around Ling Yuxiang's neck as if to strangle him. Ling Yuxiang begged for mercy repeatedly.

“You are a little bird, the most beautiful, delicate and lovely little bird. I will definitely take good care of you, I…” Before he could finish speaking, the two of them paused slightly and stopped what they were doing.

"They're here." She smiled sinisterly, picked up a veil and covered herself, then nestled into Ling Yuxiang's arms, looking delicate and vulnerable.

Ling Yuxiang also pretended to hug her tightly, his arrogant and confident smile slowly gathering, and the look in his eyes made Feng Xinglie infatuated for a moment.

"Leave it to me. This time, I promise I won't let you shoulder this burden alone."

Homeland of Qin, Chapter Fifty-Two: Never Let Go

"Is Miss Feng here? By order of Prince Yue, I have come to invite Miss Feng Meiniang of Jade Gong City to have a chat with the Emperor." Outside the second floor of Yihong Pavilion, a group of guards dressed in brocade robes stood. Zhang Mama smiled awkwardly with a worried expression, glancing at the tightly closed door, cold sweat streaming down her forehead.

What exactly happened? Feng Meiniang's dance was indeed outstanding, attracting many seemingly important figures and making them a fortune. But to even draw out the chief guard of the palace is a bit strange!

The door remained tightly shut, and there was no response whatsoever, which made Zhang Mama anxious. It was one thing for Feng Meiniang to be arrogant and domineering in her daily life, but this was, after all, Hancheng. People from the palace could not be offended. Officials had two mouths; they could shut down Yihongxuan on the spot. How could she afford to offend them?

Madam Zhang gave the unpleasant-looking guard Fang an awkward smile: "Sir, Miss Feng was just carried upstairs by a guest. Miss Feng said it was her old post, and at this moment... it's probably not very convenient..."

Guard Fang snorted coldly and waved his hand behind him: "Break down the door."

They completely ignored the palace's invitation, showing utter arrogance! How dare a mere dancer act so haughty! If it weren't for Prince Yue's desire to please Miss Lian Ji and his orders not to be overly polite, they would have already seized her.

"Stop if you know what's good for you!" The guards only saw a blur before their eyes, and a man and a woman in tight-fitting clothes were already standing in front of them, with mocking smiles on their faces. The man said in a cold voice, "Miss Feng is my master's woman. No one is going to take her away."

The woman didn't even look up and snorted, "You've got some nerve, daring to try and steal my master's man!"

What? Judging from the words of the man and woman, and looking at the man and woman in front of them, the guards were incredulous. How dare someone stop the palace guards and speak like that?

This is absolutely outrageous!

"We don't care about those high-ranking officials. In this capital, Prince Yue is the Emperor. Today, I will definitely take him away. Anyone who dares to stop me is going against the court! Take him down!" The guards drew their swords with a clang, and Guard Fang led the way, kicking open the door!

With a "bang!", the guards entered the room and found a man and a woman making out on the bed.

The reclining man, disturbed by the intruder, turned ashen-faced and, before the guard could react, grabbed him by the neck and slammed him against the damaged door. His deep voice, filled with murderous intent, said, "Are you courting death?"

Fang, the guard, felt a blur before his eyes, and his neck was tightly gripped by a strong hand, leaving him powerless to struggle.

The guard, who was having difficulty breathing, was filled with fear and was shocked by the man's handsome appearance and imposing presence. He had never heard of such a person in the capital.

"Who...who exactly are you?" At this point, even a simpleton would probably realize that he was no ordinary high-ranking official.

His handsome face was filled with anger, and his noble aura terrified the guards, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

"You are obstructing the court's work, and the Emperor will never let you off the hook!" Several of the bolder ones shouted, but they were terrified when they saw his half-open, half-closed phoenix eyes. Upon hearing the word "court," the man in front of them laughed instead of being afraid, laughing arrogantly!

"What is the Western Qin court? How dare they act so arrogantly in front of me?" His casual remark sent shivers down one's spine. He paused, then raised a loud sneer: "What is Qin Yue? She's not worthy of my attention."

"What did you say?!" The guards, who had been intimidated by his imposing manner, finally erupted in anger at his words. This man dared to address the Prince of Yue by his full name! To speak so disrespectfully within the borders of Western Qin was simply courting death!

The commotion upstairs caused an uproar in the main hall downstairs. The guests in Yihong Pavilion were startled by the group of soldiers. Hearing that the person the court wanted to "invite" was Feng Meiniang, they craned their necks, eager to catch another glimpse of the beauty, while also gloating over the "poor" man in the room. But instead of seeing the man's disheveled appearance, they were greeted with these astonishing words.

Good heavens! Is there something wrong with this man? How could he say something like that?!

The man, whose handsome looks inspired envy, said something that nearly stunned everyone!

"Within the Great Qin, apart from Feng Xinglie, who is my equal, I don't believe there is anyone else who can catch my eye. Guard, if you think there is, then tell me. If you can't, then I think you shouldn't go back." He clenched his fingers, his deep eyes radiating an aura of dominance that instilled fear in the guards, who were now in a state of shock.

The man and woman in tight-fitting clothes stepped forward, their eyes flashing with cold light. They drew their swords, radiating a chilling killing intent. Suddenly, a large group of black-clad guards appeared in the second-floor corridor, their dark daggers swiftly pressed against the necks of the palace guards, moving like ghosts, so fast they were powerless to resist. Among these Western Qin palace guards, the leader, Guard Fang, was already quite skilled, but against this powerful man, he was like a child, utterly helpless. The other guards were even less of a match for this mysterious force!

The situation changed suddenly, and by the time everyone understood the meaning behind the man's words with great astonishment, everything was already set in stone.

"How dare you disturb our prince's enjoyment!" The woman holding a short blade slapped the cheek of one of the guards with the weapon, her beautiful smile now filled with ruthlessness.

Fang, the guard, groaned inwardly. If he still didn't know who this person was after all this, he was truly doomed. Why was he so unlucky to run into something like this?

Don't blame people for being furious. Judging from this man's status, although his words were arrogant and outrageous, they were also true. He was a VIP, and even Qin Yue, who had something to ask of him, had to show him some respect. With his reputation among the people, to put it bluntly, King Qin Yue was no match for him. Apart from the missing King Feng of Great Qin, who could rival him?

I heard that Shen Zhan Ling Yuxiang always wears red, but today he's dressed in black, probably to hide his identity from anyone. He came to meet Feng Meiniang in secret, and now that he's been caught, he's furious and exposed. Will he still have any luck? He's been incompetent, failing to invite anyone and even offending a guest of Prince Yue. Will Prince Yue let him off easily?!

Suppressing his fear, Guard Fang said bitterly, "Your Highness, we did not know you were here. Please forgive us."

"Forgive me? You've spoiled my mood, and you think a simple 'Forgive me' will solve everything?" His face was grim.