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Luo Shang's beautiful and clear eyes trembled with water as she gently wrinkled her brows. Her long eyelashes slightly stretched as she stared at the golden silk curtain above.

She recalled the scene last night. After Leng Shaoyu, that heartless man, slapped her to get her to scram out of the pavilion, she only remembered walking back to the Purple Gold Pavilion step by step while her body was drenched from the cold wind. What happened after that, she just couldn't remember. She didn't have the slightest impression of why she was lying here right now.

"What's the matter? Could it be that you were reminiscing about the time with This King last night at the Spring Festival Gala?" Leng Mufei raised his slender eyebrows, a lazy smile on his face. With the corner of his mouth curled up, he pursed his lips and said some exposing words without concealing anything.

He stood by the bed and looked down at the woman. She was so beautiful. A soft and gentle body, beautiful long hair, and a pair of bright eyes that were untainted by the mundane world. With that inborn aloofness, it really made his heart palpitate.

Seeing that Luo Shang did not say anything, the man grinned. She leisurely blew the hot tea in his hand, bent down, and brought it to her lips.

"Don't underestimate this cup of tea. It is made from tens of thousands of flowers that have been collecting all sorts of strange plants over the years. "Come on, drink it. It's the best thing for your recovery."

Leng Mufei's words were very warm, very soft, and even his eyes were filled with warmth. He wished that he could melt an ice mountain that was covered in snow all year round, and like a treasure that he doted on, he cared for her so much.

Seeing that Luo Shang did not reply, nor had she any expression on her face, he reached out her hands and lifted her up forcefully. Afraid of hurting her wound, he carefully placed a pillow on her back and leaned on her back.

"What kind of expression is that? Could it be that you are worried that this king will poison this place? " He glanced at the tea and looked at her.

Luo Shang coldly snorted and turned her face away. Her haughty and indifferent words were exactly the same as her personality. King Han, your medicine is too precious, how can I be worthy enough to drink this kind of precious medicine?

Hearing what she said, the man laughed out loud. His eyes curved in laughter, and he looked very beautiful. So it turned out that this little woman's sharp tongue was even better than he had imagined! It seems like big brother's lesson wasn't enough.

"You are already my woman, what else is there to be unworthy of?"

Hearing this, Luo Shang bit her lip, ignoring him. Seeing her face change, Leng Mufei quickly said, "Okay, okay, okay... "Obedient ~" He once again handed the medicine over.

Luo Shang did not refuse anymore and accepted the cup from him.

"Be careful, be careful." Leng Mufei watched her drink a cup of medicine before accepting the cup with satisfaction.

He was a noble king, yet he was so unlearned and indulged in romance all day long. Fortunately, he was not the eldest son of the Di Family and did not have the fate of being the son of heaven. If not, the whole of Wu Zhou would have been buried in his hands, which would have been truly a sigh.

"The way you looked last night was truly beautiful. This King cannot forget it even now …" As he spoke, the corners of his lips curled up in a smile as he moved his devilish face closer to Tang Wulin.

"Stop pretending. Nothing happened to us last night."

The man paused for a moment after kissing her cheek. Then he withdrew his body, crossed his legs and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. He glanced at her and said indifferently, "You saw through me so quickly. How boring."

He had wanted to tease her a bit, but he didn't expect that this woman was so intelligent and had been seen through by him.

"Why did you save me?" Luo Shang lifted her head, and her lifeless gaze focused on Yun Che for a long time. She really wanted to die like this, because she couldn't handle Leng Shaoyu's torture any longer. If she died, then that man probably wouldn't deal with the Luo Family anymore.

The man sitting at the side turned his face to the side, his warm, affectionate eyes were really fascinating. However, as long as it was a man from the Leng Clan, he would never have any good impression of them in Luo Shang's heart.

"This King likes it."

His answer was really far-fetched. Just by saying that this king liked it, it made Luo Shang speechless.

"Dang — — Dang — — Dang — —"

The compass's sound rang five times before she could clearly hear it through the door. The window was already slightly creased with traces of light. Presumably, it was already late in the morning, and it was time for her to return.

I wonder if the man from King Han knew that if Leng Mu Fei brought her out of the Duke Palace without his permission, that man would definitely be furious again. Who knows what kind of torture method he would think of to torture her again.

Looking at the screen, she turned her head and lightly exhaled before saying, "It's getting late, I should also go back now."

"She wanted to prop her body up, even though her body was covered in wounds, but Leng Mufei hurried to prop her up." Lie down first. Leave big brother to me. "

Hearing what he said, Luo Shang could not help but laugh bitterly, raising her head and looking at him.

"You are his younger brother, and even if you make a terrible mistake, he will not blame you. As for me, I'm only here to repay the Luo Family's debts. If he's unhappy, my family will be implicated. "

She could endure Leng Shaoyu's insults, curses, and even his merciless, brutal attacks. All of these, was for the sake of protecting the Luo Family, and her family.

Just as Leng Mu Fei was about to speak, there were a few knocks on the door, followed by the voice of a maidservant outside.

"King Han, Ma Gu from King Jin Palace has brought along Princess Hua-Yang's personal girl to seek an audience."