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Her lips moved from her forehead to her wide-open eyes, continuing along her small straight nose to her lightly powdered lips.

Ling Qing took in a deep breath. She had never been kissed like this before.

Even if it was a foreign custom, most people would only take it as a personal gift.

Moreover, she had always been an obedient girl who only knew how to read and study. Not to mention being intimate with the opposite sex, she didn't even have a pure puppy love.

This man was different from that cold and terrifying king. He made people feel that he was similar … It was a sweet and heart-wrenching feeling.

Compared to Ling Chen, Ling Xue was clearly a real person with flesh and blood.

Ling Tian had forgotten how to breathe as the stench of blood seeped into her lips. There was not a single book that taught her how to respond to unexpected kisses.

Was the feeling of kissing really that salty?

Ling Tianqing stared blankly at the tears in his eyes. The crystal clear tears, reflecting the dim light of the screen lamp, slowly fell down from her pretty cheeks.

Ling Qing seemed to be bewitched by the tears as his dark eyes were filled with the drop of liquid that was gradually flowing down.

He opened his mouth slightly and stared blankly at a man who was so good-looking. He was crying sorrowfully …

Ling Qing's face gradually turned red as the air in her lungs slowly disappeared. The feeling of lack of oxygen caused her to suddenly stretch out her hand and push away the picturesque young duke in front of her.

It was as if he did not expect her strength to be so great, and Ling Xue actually let her escape from his embrace.

"You … What are you doing? " Ling Tian Qing wiped his mouth embarrassedly with the salty taste on his tongue as he asked with a flushed face.

She really wanted to scream. First kiss! Her first kiss was gone!

However, facing such a handsome young duke, Ling Qing would have the feeling that … It was him who had offended such a good-looking face.

Guilty, she was known for her high IQ and low EQ, a genius with unorthodox thinking.

As if coaxing his, Ling Xue reached out his hand to Ling Tian Qing who was retreating backwards.

But this time, Ling Tian was like a frightened bird. Before he could take his next action, he immediately grabbed his skirt and rushed towards the door.

Ling Xue's eyes flashed with a trace of a sigh, and his feet slightly shifted.

Bang! It was clearly the door, but Ling Qing's eyes blurred as he forcefully hit the man's chest.

"We can't hide this time, Xiaoxiao." The gentle and somewhat sorrowful voice was like a magic spell, imprisoning Ling Qing.

"Let me go!" Ling Qing was surrounded by a gentle force, but no matter how she struggled, she could not break free from Ling Xue's embrace.

Her intuition told her that something terrible would happen. Even though the man in front of her was handsome and noble, to Ling Tian who was 14 years old, "going to bed" was a very scary and forbidden thing.

Ling Xue also wanted to let go of her.

However, the purpose of the king sending her over was very clear. He had to harden his heart.

Ling Xue stretched out his hand and pressed down on the constantly struggling and screaming acupoints of the girl, placing her on the blanket. He looked out the window at the somewhat pale sky, then closed his eyes once again.

It was as if he had made up his mind. When he opened his clear eyes, he had already concealed a few traces of gentleness. There was an extra sense of decisiveness and ruthlessness within them.

That coldness was very much like someone who frightened everyone – Ling Zui.

In his bones flowed the noble blood of an emperor. His identity was not only that of a duke, but also that of a royal brother.

Ling Tian Qing watched in horror as he untied her clothes. It was as if she was being controlled and could not move at all.

From a neuroscience perspective, it was unknown where Lingxue had touched, and her entire motor nerves had been paralyzed …

Was this the legendary acupuncture point?

The more Ling Tian thought about it, the less likely it was that he would be able to survive in this world. Anyone here could easily take her life, and if he did not find a strong backer quickly, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive for three months.

Ling Xue's fingers gently and firmly removed the layers of her exquisite clothes, until the undergarment with the red lotus flower embroidered on it appeared in front of his eyes.

He saw that on the right side of her exposed white skin, there was a red mark that was like a flower falling on her shoulder. The little drops were like petals that were blown away by the wind, extending towards her chest.

Ling Qing did not know why there was such a scar on his body. Only when she entered the palace did she discover that there were strange scars on his shoulders and on his chest. They were slightly itchy, as if silver needles were pricking them.

These scars that looked like messy petals did not hurt, but instead had a slight itchy feeling, as if it was itchy when the wound was healing.

Ling Xue's slender fingers stroked the faint red colored marks that looked like they had just fallen to the ground as bitterness flashed in his eyes: "That year, you were only nine years old … "These injuries were all caused by me …"

As he said that, Ling Xue suddenly bent down. His soft and warm lips covered the wounds and slowly moved down from his shoulders.

Ling Tian Qing frowned, she could not utter a word, only a look of rejection and protest.

Although the man in front of her had a face that was even more handsome than a celebrity, she could not bear to have such an intimate action with a man she had just met for no more than ten hours.

Outside the marquis' residence, a sedan stopped outside. Two palace maids, led by a guard, knocked on the tall, heavy, vermilion bronze door.