Chapter 313: A surname 03

Chapter 313

But this man was different from a woman. A woman could act coquettishly without restraint, could be weak without inhibition, and could cry as she wished. But he could not. He was Dong Li's God of War. If word got out that he had nearly turned red-eyed over a woman, he would surely become the laughing stock of all Dong Li's commoners.

Gu Ying was kissed until she could barely breathe. His tall body pressed down as he smoothly untied her waistband. His warm breath fell on her fair neck.

Through the light spring clothes, she could clearly feel his fierce and heavy pressure against her waist. Yôur favorite stories at novelhall.com

Gu Ying bit her lip, her face even more flushed, her breathing rapidly rising and falling.

Zhao Changdu stared at her watery, glittering eyes. He only felt that there was wetness there, with bewildering moisture.

Her whole body radiated heat, her tender body carried a faint fragrance.

Thinking that this young girl had nearly died in the sacrificial altar, his heart could not bear it. He lowered his head eagerly to kiss and nibble her ear, his breathing a little heavier.

His kiss was unusually fierce, carrying the taste of punishment and coercion.

Gu Ying put her arms around his slender waist, her tender body trembling slightly, feeling the anger he released. Blushing, she explained, "Changdu, I've already explained to you that I was fully prepared beforehand. Even if I fell into the sacrificial altar, I would be fine. I had Zhou bring people to build the altar with mechanisms and hidden compartments... with thick fur rugs inside. And I know some martial arts myself, so even if I fell down, I could steadily land without hurting the baby..."

In the half month since coming out of the sacrificial altar... he had been angry at her the whole time, angry that she took matters into her own hands without regard for her own life.

She still remembered when she was under the mechanism in the sacrificial altar and saw him unhesitatingly jump down. It was the first time she saw boundless fury and endless anguish converge on his handsome face.

She had never seen such a despairing and helpless expression appear on his face before.

The force with which he hugged her tightly in his arms was so great it nearly crushed all the bones in her body.

She was stunned for a long time before putting her arms around his tense waist, tears falling down her cheeks.

She cried uncontrollably. He was not much better off, with red eyes.

"A man like him is up to no good. And he is of the royal family. Gu Ying must remember to have no further dealings with him in the future."

"Changdu, don't worry. As a subject's wife, I will naturally have no interactions with him after I return."

"Good, that's my good wife."

The man gently coaxed. Gu Ying's ear grew hot as she chatted and laughed with him, enjoying this rare leisurely moment. After all, with so many demons and monsters waiting for them back in Bianjing, it would be hard for her and the Prince to relax.

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On the day they returned to Bianjing, it was sunny and mild, flowers blooming everywhere outside the city walls.

The carriage drove straight into Bianjing. After entering the city, Gu Ying bid farewell to Ye Qingchi, Ning Si and the others, going ahead with the Prince to the Duke's estate first.

Not having sent word of their return ahead of time, when Zhao Sheng saw Zhao Changdu and Gu Ying walking hand in hand into the estate, he was stunned for quite a while.

After a moment, the corner of Zhao Sheng's mouth moved slightly, revealing a trace of hardly noticeable joy. "Your Highness, why have you returned at this time? And Madam... weren't you at the Changfeng Pavilion..."

Zhao Changdu raised his hand to stop his words, telling him not make a fuss. He calmly asked, "Where is Father?"

Zhao Sheng reacted swiftly. "Your Highness, the Duke is at the Zhengde Pavilion."

"Mm." Zhao Changdu looked back reluctantly letting go of Gu Ying's hand. He tapped her nose and said, "I'll go to the Zhengde Pavilion first. Ying, you and Yin Lan go back to the Changfeng Pavilion. I'll be back very soon. Remember to be good and wait for me."

Gu Ying's face grew slightly red. She nodded. "Alright, don't worry Changdu, I know what to do."

Then she had Huai An secretly escort Gu Ying back to the Changfeng Pavilion first, while he himself went to the Zhengde Pavilion to see Zhao Hui, Cheng, and the others.

Returning to the familiar Changfeng Pavilion, Gu Ying was overjoyed.

Walking through the Moon Gate and into the yard, Yanzhi was wearing a pomegranate red skirt, her hair styled in a high bun. Her plump little face leaned against a column under the eaves, her little head bobbing down unsteadily like she was fishing.