Chapter 55

"Little Sang Guo, you're already mine.

Did you think that I had to wait until the wedding? "

Sang Yuanyuan looked at the man in front of her.

He was young, handsome, confident, and aggressive.

He also smelled good.

She was a little tipsy, and she could feel the warm fragrance of fruit wine in her breath.

She was a little dizzy, and his face was a little blurry. His eyes were especially dark and dangerous.

"I know you won't wait."

She said, "You have to go back to Youzhou to prepare for the wedding, but I have to stay in Sang Zhou to wait for the wedding. I won't be able to see you for more than a month.

How can you be at ease if you don't eat me before you leave? "

His eyes were obviously guilty, and he said stubbornly, "What's there to be worried about?"

It would be strange if he wasn't worried.

Even a normal person would inevitably worry about personal gains and losses, let alone a guy like him who was extremely insecure.

And at this moment, he wasn't the only one who was afraid of long delays.

Everything was too perfect. It was so beautiful that it made her afraid. She was afraid that it would burst like a bubble.

"Oh." She narrowed her eyes like a fox and said sweetly, "So you won't touch me?

Since you're at ease, I'm going to sleep. See you tomorrow. "

After saying that, she really closed her eyes.

You Wuming, "?!"

Before he could regain his senses, her breathing had become long and even. It looked like she was about to start snoring.

You Wuming, "!!"

He stared at her blankly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Her little face was red, and she was sleeping so sweetly. No one could bear to disturb her.

His black eyes were filled with annoyance. He wanted to slap that stubborn fool to death.

His head and body were throbbing with pain. He took a deep breath, planning to go back and take a cold shower to calm down.

Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly saw her eyelashes tremble. She opened her eyes with a smile and pouted her red lips. "I'll give you one more chance — how can you be at ease if you don't eat me before you leave?"

You Wuming was stunned.

Immediately, ecstasy surged in his heart. For a moment, he felt his mind go blank, and the blood in his body surged chaotically.

He smiled and took a deep breath. Without another word, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Today, she was wearing an ice silk undergarment unique to Sangzhou. It was icy cold and felt good to the touch.

His robe was made of silk, and when the fabric touched, it shimmered under the candlelight.

He lightly swept to the side.

After all, she was someone who had experience with the hibiscus cream, so You Wuming seemed to be quite familiar with it. She smiled and said in her ear, "I didn't bring the hibiscus cream."

She turned her face and kissed his cheek. "It's okay."

He pondered for a moment. "It doesn't seem to be necessary.

Little Sang Guo, were you made by Furong? "

Now that things had come to a head, there was no longer any possibility of changing his mind. At this moment, even if Sang Chengyin rushed in with a knife, he would not let his little fruit go.

At this critical moment, he suddenly remembered Sang Bujin's example.

You can't do it when you're too excited. You'll ruin it.

He forced himself to calm down and kissed her with naughty intentions.

She wanted to run away, but she was firmly restrained by him.

She said, "I want to sleep!"

Then she angrily closed her eyes.

You Wuming laughed until his chest shook. "Go to sleep.

It's okay. "

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …"

He touched her forehead with his forehead, and the smile on his lips became more and more naughty.

Finally, he cupped her face and skillfully kissed her, capturing all her attention. When she unconsciously responded to him, he suddenly exerted his strength and broke through her defenses in one step.

"Uh … …"

Cold sweat immediately appeared on their foreheads.

"You, don't be so nervous." He gritted his teeth and said.

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …" The corners of her eyes unconsciously seeped out like stars.

"You'll suffer even more this way." Blue veins appeared on his forehead.

She looked at him with grievance. "I don't want to.

It's so uncomfortable, why don't we just forget it? "

For a moment, the thought of summoning the big-faced flower to heal her appeared in her mind. But when she thought about it, letting the millstone-sized flower stand on the side and watch … … she really couldn't accept it!

"Be good, it'll be over soon." He lowered his head and kissed her perfunctorily. His heart was in a mess.

He felt that he might follow in Sang Bujin's footsteps.

What should he do?

He really had no experience!

Who knew it would turn out like this?

He also felt very uncomfortable!

You Wuming's heart went berserk, but his face still had to pretend to be gentle and experienced. He gently kissed her, comforted her, hugged her in his arms, and rubbed his forehead against hers.

But his body didn't dare to move.

"Little Sang Guo, let me tell you a joke."

He racked his brains to distract her. "The last time I went to Zhang Zhou, at the banquet, I saw that they were all as nervous as quails. I found it funny, so I randomly pointed at someone and said that his head was beautiful.

Guess what happened in the end? "

She gasped softly and looked up at him.

"He was so flustered that he swallowed a meatball and choked to death.

Hahaha! "You Wuming tried very hard to tell a joke that wasn't funny at all.

Sang Yuanyuan's lips twitched.

His presence was really too strong. She couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to. He kept touching her wound.

He also looked very uncomfortable. The veins on his forehead were throbbing, but he still had to clumsily comfort her.

"You Wuming, why don't …" She hesitated, then made up her mind. "It's better to have a short pain than a long pain?"

Her original intention was to let him not have any misgivings.

You Wuming misunderstood her.

His dark eyes slowly turned. No wonder people say that women's words can't be trusted. They don't mean what they say.

If he listened to her nonsense and really did have a short time, he would definitely be disliked by her tomorrow.

Sang Bujin's example was still there!

No matter what, he had to hold on for at least an hour, right?!

So he painstakingly told her two more 'jokes'.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" She didn't know if other newbies were all like this?

But she was actually quite touched.

She didn't expect that someone like You Wuming would be so considerate of her and not only care about his own pleasure.

She tried to move slightly.

You Wuming sucked in a breath of cold air, almost breaking his cultivation.

His long and narrow eyes widened as he said in alarm, "Little Sang Guo, what are you doing!

Don't move! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" Why did he have to put on an expression of chastity???

She looked at him blankly.

At this moment, You Wuming had no time to think about other things because of the extremely serious issue of a man's dignity.

He could feel that she was no longer as nervous as before, but he knew what he was doing. He would definitely surrender after taking a few bites of this sweet and deadly little mulberry fruit.

No matter what, he absolutely couldn't lose his prestige and make her dislike him. If she ignored him like Yun Xuzhou tomorrow, Sang Bujin would definitely be able to guess the truth. Then, would he still want his face?!

An hour later.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Little Sang Guo, let me tell you another joke!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" What kind of weirdo was this man?!

From time to time, he would turn his head to look at the candles in the hall.

"You Wuming, it doesn't hurt at all." She wrapped her arms around his neck and gently exhaled at him.

"Wait for me to finish telling you about Qin Zhou." He glanced at the candles one last time.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…?"

Finally, the candles burned to the position he had estimated.

You Wuming fiercely spat out a long breath, lowered his head, and stared at her.

His dark eyes flashed with an aggressive light, and his lips curled into a slightly sinister smile. His long arms held her tightly in his embrace.

"Little Sang Guo, bear with it."

After two breaths, she saw his full strength.

She cried out in surprise and unconsciously grabbed him.

The awkward rookie You Wuming from before had completely disappeared. At this moment, he was extremely strong. His heavy breathing fell into her ears, and he was like a ferocious predator, taking the life of his prey.

He was actually having a hard time holding back.

Her mind quickly became blank, and her eyes lost focus. She unconsciously grabbed him, and her mouth muttered his name.

"You Wuming, You Wuming."

At this moment, seeing her completely out of control, You Wuming didn't know if he was satisfied or happy, or relieved.

"So weak, I'll let you go." He proudly whispered in her ear.

Immediately, she surrendered.

He pulled her into his arms and hugged her. He lowered his head and touched her cheek and forehead, pretending to be calm and collected.

"It's only been an hour, Little Sang Guo. Next time, I won't let it go so easily."

Sang Yuanyuan, who was slowly coming back to her senses: "…"

She didn't have the strength to complain.

Telling stories to waste time?

What kind of magical operation was this?

Bullying her for not knowing?

Half!

Of!

Of!

Of!?

And only?!

After resting for a while, he realized that he might not have done well enough, so he carried her to the hot bath in the side hall and washed her.

He even said with disdain: "Little Sang Guo, you really don't know how to serve people.

You still need me to serve you.

But, seeing that you don't have much strength, I won't force you. "

He smiled wickedly, and moved her fingers.

"You can't even move your fingers!"

He was so proud that he raised his wings.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

After bathing, he put on a black robe, and took the bloodstained cloud out of the hall and set it on fire. Then, he lazily strolled back, and with a naughty smile, he pulled her in front of him, and reclined on the cloud pillow.

He stroked her hair carelessly.

He didn't say anything, and just quietly breathed in the air beside him. He felt infinitely sweet and satisfied.

After resting for a while, he felt a little restless, but when he thought of her injuries, he reluctantly suppressed this thought.

It was better not to bully her too much.

It was rare for her to be so obedient, and it didn't look like she was going to get angry or ignore him.

Sure enough, he was ten thousand times stronger than Sang Bujin.

"Little Sang Guo," he said, "I don't plan on leaving you in Sang Zhou."

She slowly raised her head to look at him: "…?"

So the two of them didn't have to be separated for more than a month?

Didn't he just say that he would take advantage of the situation to eat her up?

He said: "You don't need me to prepare for the wedding.

You and I will go to Ji Zhou, receive Huangfu Jun's gift, and then rush back. The time is just right.

After the wedding, I will accompany you back to Sang Zhou for a while — I know you can't bear to part with them. "

When she heard this, Sang Yuanyuan's heart immediately overflowed with joy.

She really couldn't bear to part with her hometown and family after such a long time.

Although she couldn't figure out what had happened for the time being, she was sure that this was her home.

When she was in a good mood, she would be a little naughty.

"When I call You Yingyue over for the wedding," she raised her face and acted coquettishly at him. "I want to scare her to death!

She scared me so much back then! "

You Wuming slowly raised his eyebrows.

"There's no need to wait until the wedding. Tomorrow, you and I will go to Korea first."

Sang Yuanyuan: "Eh?"

You Wuming lazily hugged her even tighter. His elbow rested on the cloud pillow, and he supported his forehead with his hand. He casually said: "Han Shaoling sent an invitation to Father-in-law for his birthday, inviting you and Brother-in-law to go together.

You'll be leaving tomorrow. "

Sang Yuanyuan was stunned for a while, and said blankly: "Why do you want me and Big Brother to go to his birthday?

If it's a funeral, out of courtesy, we should offer our condolences. "

You Wuming's voice sounded a little hollow: "Little Sang Guo, are you so heartless to your former lover?"

Sang Yuanyuan's heart trembled slightly.

She knew that he wouldn't doubt her feelings for him, but her attitude toward Han Shaoling was too similar to Kang Yanji's attitude toward Mr. Ming. Previously, she was the one who was dead set on Han Shaoling and was willing to take a knife for him. Now that she had given up on her pipa and followed You Wuming, the one who hoped for Han Shaoling's death was still her.

Although You Wuming was arrogant, he definitely wouldn't be like Huangfu Jun, who thought that a woman would abandon her husband and children for him because of his extraordinary charm.

He didn't want to doubt her, but she also knew that her 'capricious' behavior was somewhat unreasonable.

She hesitated for a while, and decided to tell him the truth.

At this point, she didn't want him to have any misunderstandings about her.

"You Wuming, if I told you that the one who was engaged to Han Shaoling wasn't me, would you believe me?"

He slowly lowered his eyes, and his finger lifted her chin: "Say it again."

"I've lost my memories of the past."

She looked at him. "But I know that I've never liked Han Shaoling, and I'm not some dignified Princess Sang.

My parents said that after seeing Han Shaoling, I changed. I became completely different, like a wooden person. And the current me is the one who hasn't changed. "

You Wuming's expression gradually became serious.

She said: "At that time, I had a very, very long dream. In the dream, I lived my short but real life somewhere else.

When I woke up, I was already lying in the Han Palace.

Now that I'm back here, I remember many of the feelings I had when I was young, and I'm even more certain that there was a period of time when I wasn't me. "

As she said this, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Do you know?

Now that I'm back here, I'm happy and scared.

I feel that everything in front of me is like the moon in the water, and it can abandon me at any time.

What if it happens again?

Will I be thrown to some place again … "

A large, calloused hand covered her mouth.

"No." He stared into her eyes. "I'll be watching."

He realized that his chest was heavy, and there was a burst of pain.

No wonder she drank so much today, no wonder she deliberately seduced him.

Was she worried that after this farewell, everything would be different when they meet again?

"I won't let anything happen to you," he said solemnly.

Sang Yuanyuan wasn't as optimistic as him: "But we don't know the reason, so how can we guard against it?"

"If we want to investigate, we'll find out eventually."

His arms tightened around her, and he wished he could embed her into his body.

"Little Sang Guo, don't be afraid, you have me."

"Okay." She raised her face and smiled at him.

After a moment, she asked in confusion: "Why did you send an invitation to my brother for Han Shaoling's birthday?"

You Wuming said: "It's the wedding banquet on the thirtieth."

"Ah …" Sang Yuanyuan suddenly understood.

She didn't pay much attention to reading the book.

That wasn't right either. To be more precise, she had no interest in the scenes where the male lead doted on the female lead. She just skimmed through them.

The parts she liked to read were all scenes where the female lead, Meng Wuyou, was abused and bullied by various female supporting characters.

That was why she forgot about it.

Wedding banquets at the thirtieth was a custom unique to the royal families of Cloud Realm's eighteen prefectures.

If a country's monarch didn't have a wife by his side on his thirtieth birthday, then all of the other prefectures' royal family women of the right age would receive an invitation to attend his birthday banquet, usually accompanied by their elder brothers.

It could be considered a large-scale traditional matchmaking custom.

No one would cause trouble at this kind of event, otherwise it would be going against thousands of years of tradition, and going against all of Cloud Realm's royal families. Sang Bujin wasn't worried that Han Shaoling would do anything to Sang Yuanyuan.

In the book, during Han Shaoling's wedding banquet on the thirtieth, Meng Wuyou ran away from home out of jealousy. Her departure made Han Shaoling realize how much harm his actions had caused to the woman he loved (?).

As a result, he abandoned a group of princesses and found her. He openly brought her into the palace where the banquet was being held, ruthlessly slapping the faces of several women who had overrated themselves for having improper thoughts about the position of his wife (?).

He really didn't have the energy to complain.

Sang Yuanyuan said: "I wonder who saved Han Shaoling's life. He actually still has the energy to hold a banquet."

You Wuming laughed lightly in disdain: "In the future, he will regret not dying early."

She hesitated for a moment: "Although this kind of event is strictly adhered to the rules, if you appear, Han Shaoling probably won't care about the traditions."

You Wuming said with a smile: "I'll pretend to be your bodyguard."

Sang Yuanyuan saw his sly smile and knew that this dog of a man was up to no good again.

"Okay." She gently leaned on him. After a while, she casually asked:

"You Wuming, I remember you once said that after getting me, you don't intend to cherish me anymore."

She looked delicate and pitiful.

You Wuming: "… …" Which dog of a mouth said that?!

"You treat me as an ordinary woman, pamper me, buy expensive things for me, and it's a purely consensual transaction, right?"

You Wuming: "… …"

"Are you no longer interested in me now?

Are you tired of me?

Hmm? "She didn't give up. She stuck close to him and reached out to pinch his nose.

He caught her hand and said hatefully: "Are you satisfied now that you've tasted the marrow!"

She rolled around in laughter.

He stared at her and felt a headache coming on.

What happened to being coy?

Why did this fruit grow such a thick skin?

She laughed for a while and stared at him again.

"You Wuming, you said that you wanted me to use my body to exchange for your last secret.

Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise! "

He didn't expect that she would say that.

His expression gradually froze.

He suddenly realized that there was another reason why she was so proactive today.

How insecure was she?

Was she already thinking about not wanting to leave behind any regrets?

You Wuming once again felt that the depths of his heart had been ruthlessly pierced. There was a dull pain, but he couldn't scratch it.

His hands unconsciously tightened, then tightened again. He pressed her head down and heavily embedded it into his heart.

"That day, you saw how I obtained the 'No Fire Extinguisher'," he said.

Sang Yuanyuan softly said, "Hmm."

He said: "The Netherworld Clan exchanged a life for a life like that. They cut their wrists and passed on their blood.

At that time, Kang Yanji used my life to threaten the one surnamed Ming. She told the one surnamed Ming to willingly give up his life and cultivation to her. The Netherworld Clan must be willing to pass on their blood. But Little Sang Guo, you know that in this world, there are too many ways to make people 'willingly'. "

She nodded lightly.

"Kang Yanji lied to the one surnamed Ming. She said that she would raise me well and treat me like her own son. Oh, I was originally her own son … She would give me the best of everything and raise me by her side. She took Ming's cultivation and had the support of her family. In the future, she would definitely give me a good future.

So the one surnamed Ming fell for it.

He actually didn't have any other choice. "

Sang Yuanyuan's heart throbbed with pain.

She wrapped her soft arms around him and gently rubbed her cheek against him, comforting him.

"You know the result." His chest trembled, and he smiled. "You Shizi was going to die.

You also know Huangfu Jun. He's not a good person, but he values family very much.

He loved his nephew dearly, and he could use this opportunity to get rid of me, a thorn in his side. Why not?

He told Kang Yanji that if she was willing to sacrifice me to save You Shizi, he would cripple Kang Yanji's older brother and make her the Empress. "

Sang Yuanyuan sucked in a breath of cold air.

"After that, heh." You Wuming raised his hand and made a gesture of holding a pearl in front of her eyes.

"I was brought to the sickbed.

I cut my wrist.

But Kang Yanji forgot that her shaman blood also flows in my body. I'm a genius, and the power of my bloodline is even stronger than hers.

And You Shizi, heh, you're just a sickly ghost with no will. When you saw so much blood, you were scared half to death. How could you fight against me?

I easily took control of him. His blood, life, and soul were all transferred into his body and occupied it. "

He lifted her chin and gestured for her to look.

"Look, I'm so strong now."

"It was then that I hid the Memory Spirit Pearl.

No one would have guessed. "

"Could it be that the puppet …" She murmured.

"Yes." He stroked her hair. "That was my previous body.

I've always had a connection with it, so I made it into a puppet and infused it with Spirit Essence. It's my secret killing weapon. "

Sang Yuanyuan looked at him in shock.

He smiled. "When I first occupied this body, my five senses were still connected to my original body.

So, I know what it's like to be buried in the ground.

Later, I started to like burying other people. "

Sang Yuanyuan looked at the man with a ferocious expression, and felt a pain in her heart.

"Little Sang Guo." He lowered his eyes to look at her. "Now that you know my secret, do you still like me?"

"I'm so dark and evil."

He smiled softly. "I didn't want to live. Something like me, living here, breathing, will dirty everything around me.

But I can't die. My enemy is still alive and well. How can I die?

Little Sang Guo, I'm just this kind of thing. Are you sure you still like this kind of thing? "

Her tears fell on his chest.

His sturdy chest, his heart was beating powerfully.

He, was indeed a vengeful spirit that crawled out of hell.

She looked at him for a long time.

So long that You Wuming could no longer maintain his nonchalant expression, and despair gradually filled his eyes.

Finally, she pouted her red lips and said angrily, "No wonder you wanted me to use my body to exchange.

What's done is done. You just didn't want to give me a chance to regret it.

Men, heh, have already seen through it! "

You Wuming stared blankly for a moment, then laughed happily and hugged her tightly in his arms.

From now on, she was his life.