The Prince Wants to Leave His Concubine

Chapter 40

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Kong: "You seduced me on the first snow day, how pitiful you were? You had a lot of fun playing with my second brother, right? Let me guess, are you already his, or has he played with you and just missed breaking your virginity? Well, my second brother won't do that, he knows his limits."

She thought her tears had dried up, but when he put his hand into her clothes and rubbed her casually, and when he held her earlobe and said sarcastic and cruel words, her eyes became wet again.

"I thought you were just average looking, how could he be attracted to you? It turns out your skin is as smooth as cream. The touch is so nice."

As he said this, he bit her earlobe, pulled her towards him with one hand, and pinched her soft spot with the other hand.

The pain, numbness, and humiliation made her tremble all over, her stomach turned sour, and the nausea-inducing feeling swept through her body. She just wanted to push him away, but her hands were firmer than her reason and still wrapped around his neck. That was the fate of the four great men.

But he suddenly stopped and withdrew his hand from her waist and from her clothes.

He was much taller than her and looked down at her. "I said, please me, don't you understand?"

She heard him chuckle and say, "Well, before dawn, that slave won't be treated and will die."

She had never thought that he was actually so sinister and cruel. Was there any trace of his original appearance? This was the real him.

She knew that some things might not have an answer, but she still couldn't help but blurt out in grief and anger: "If you hate me so much, why did you choose me and treat me well? There is something you can use in me, right?"

He narrowed his eyes and stared at her, and after a moment, he laughed softly. The silhouette formed by the tall body and him together enveloped and oppressed her.

"Qiaochu, you are wrong!"

"I did use you. I used you to show my father that I had no intention of taking the throne. I used you to save my brother. I also used you to get rid of my father's suspicion that I had planted spies in my second brother's house."

"How could Father easily believe that I just went to the Liuzi Lake to drink and relieve my boredom? In the Jinluan Palace, I just pretended to faint. Second brother thought I took advantage of the injury to seek credit. No, I took this opportunity to go to Father's bedroom and immediately apologize to Father. I said, I lied in the Jinluan Palace. The reason why I knew you were by the Liuzi Lake was because I had planted spies in Second brother's house. I planted this spy for you, Qiaochu, because I knew you and Qiaomei were not on good terms, and I was afraid that something might happen to you."

His voice was very soft, but it chilled her to the bone.

"Father believed it! Second brother must have thought that I was still relying on arousing father's feelings for my mother. How can I use the same method twice? What I want is father's absolute trust, not that he will stop pursuing the matter of my spy just because of my mother. Otherwise, even if he doesn't pursue it, he really has doubts, and the military token will never fall into my hands."

She smiled softly, "So you really are using me, but how is that possible? How can the emperor believe that you love me so much?"

He didn't say anything, but raised the corners of his lips slightly and looked back at her indifferently.

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She panicked, but he suddenly reached out and grabbed her chin while she was panicking, and whispered, "No! He believes it."

"I heard that you forgot some things because you were sick."

Qiaochu was shocked. Yes, she possessed Qiaochu and recovered from a serious illness. In order to prevent Qiaozhenning and Miluo from getting suspicious, she said that she couldn't remember anything that happened before. Everyone in the north knew about this.

She was more and more suspicious, but she heard him say in a hoarse voice: "Before your mother was deposed, when she was still the Grand Concubine of Miluo, you came to Chaoge with your parents. That was at the invitation of my mother."

"My grandfather loved to travel. He traveled to the north and formed a life-and-death friendship with your grandfather. That's why my mother and your mother knew each other since they were young. When they grew up, they each married a monarch. I saw you when I was seven or eight years old. You were still very young at that time. Even if you were not seriously ill, you would have forgotten this matter long ago."

"My mother and your mother even made a marriage agreement. Father knew how much my mother meant to me, so he believed me! He even advised me for a long time, saying that I should focus on the overall situation, help him share his worries, and marry Linling."

Qiaochu shuddered all over, and his voice suddenly tightened and became hoarse and cold.

"To you, besides using you, I was indeed willing to marry you and follow my mother's last wish to take care of you. My mother said that your mother was the most passionate and emotional woman in the world, but unfortunately, you are not!"

"What I hate most in my life is betrayal. I started to be wary of others when I was eight years old. In the past fourteen years, if I was betrayed once, my fate would be death."

"There are still two hours until dawn."

He let her go, put his hands behind his back, and stared at the window, as if he was looking at the lady in the painting or at the snow outside the window.

Perhaps, she should thank him for still remembering their old friendship and finally coming to her in this way.

Her eyes felt a little sore, because he was speaking with such indifference, as if he was talking about someone else's affairs.

They finally missed it.

All she saw was a forced situation, and his disdain and playfulness towards her.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips. His eyes changed slightly, and she felt a huge push coming, and she stumbled and fell to the ground.

He took out a handkerchief from his bosom, wiped his lips vigorously, and then threw the handkerchief to the ground.

She gritted her teeth, walked up to him, and slowly took off her dress one by one.

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Thank you for reading. Dear friends, I forgot to mention that there will be more chapters in Volume 1 now, and there will be confusion between Volumes 1 and 2. Linlang's story will be continued in Volume 2 or later. Thank you for all the gifts and messages you gave me.

Text 089 Heart-pounding wedding consummation (10)

His eyes darkened as he stared at her naked body, and raised the corner of his lips, "Although she doesn't have a stunning appearance, she has a nice figure, and is quite sexy. Don't blame my second brother for liking her."

The cruel words pierced her ear bones, and her heart felt like it was stabbed by something. The ground in front of her eyes shook, and she tried to support herself and stand firm, but she fell to the ground in the end.

"What's wrong? Are you suffering from a heart attack? Do you hate me so much?"

He picked her up and threw her onto the couch.

In the misty pain, she only saw his figure turning towards the desk.

He quickly turned back, lifted her chin with his big hand, and a cool fragrance filled her nose.

Lang Linling’s lotus pill - she smiled bitterly, just wanting to retain a little self-respect, and said, this lotus pill is precious, that’s all.

He pried open Pi's lips and took the pill. His movements were as swift and domineering as his words, without any hesitation, "Lian Dan, you are not worthy of taking it. This is a new medicine I made, which is not much different from Lian Dan in efficacy. I just need someone to try it, so it's just right for you to try it."

She chuckled.

In the pain and palpitations, I watched him tear off his white robe, the white robe flew high in the air and fell on the couch. The lights on the iron frame were dim, and the two figures merged into one.

He didn't give her any caress, her body only felt dry and painful from being pierced.

She hushed her voice, clutched the white robe beneath her, and watched half of her nail break off and fall out.

She stared into his eyes, seeing his gaze was cold, deep and dark.

The lady in the painting seemed to turn around amid the falling petals and look at all their entanglements.

It seems that there is no love, it seems that there is hatred, it seems that it is all a scheme, it seems that there is no way out. But it seems that there is not so much hatred, and there is something entangled in the myriad of entanglements.

The body was shaking slightly as he tried to remain calm.

His hard, hot, huge penis moved violently inside her body, and he didn't seem to care about hurting her. He reached the deepest part every time, pulled out slightly, and then rammed in again.

Something was left on the side of her thighs, and he turned her face to look at the intimacy and debauchery of their intercourse. The bright red mixed with the white turbidity embroidered his white robe under her.

He seemed to understand the pleasure of sex very well, and her body was actually responding to it slowly and sadly. She felt her whole body soften and a burning heat like fire was running through her body.

He sneered and suddenly slowed down his movements, but when she was so tired that she wanted to fall asleep, he penetrated her body without mercy, rubbing and kneading at certain points, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily.

But he didn't give her the pleasure. When she twisted her body slightly to resist the painful torture, he penetrated her fiercely, again and again, each time heavier than the last.

Her mind went blank for a moment, and she could no longer hold back. A broken sound escaped from her throat, and he growled. Her gaze fell on his mask, and she saw that his eyes were bottomless black.

They entangled in this way. It seemed that he never considered her feelings. Her body was so sore that she had no strength left. She almost fell asleep several times in extreme exhaustion, but was forced to wake up by his rough possession.

At this moment, she would try to glance sideways at the sky outside the window, but it was still as dark as a wave outside. It turned out that two hours could be so long.

Finally, during her exploration again, she saw the sky was turning white. She gritted her teeth and grabbed his shoulder blade, "Your promise—"

The man squinted his eyes and glanced out the window, then rolled off her, got out of bed, put on his pants, and walked straight to the desk.

Her wedding dress, single garment and bellyband were scattered on the ground.

He lifted up the wedding dress and threw it at her, then walked to the door, opened it, and clapped his hands.

A man in black soon appeared in front of him.

He ordered, "Go and call Bishui to see me."

The man in black took the order and left.

After a while, Bishui appeared at the door with a few maids.

He leaned slightly to the side, so she could see Bishui's eyes quickly glance in her direction, then quickly retreated, with resentment in his eyes.

He said, clean up the inside.

Bishui bowed in response.

She saw him say "hmm" and was about to leave, hoping it wouldn't be too late, the four major injuries - she slowly closed her eyes, but suddenly remembered what she had always wanted to ask him.

For some reason, at this moment, she finally asked.

"On the day of the Concubine Selection, since you were pretending to be your best friend in the garden, why didn't you stop King Xia from kicking you?"

His back disappeared in the corridor, leaving only the indifferent voice in the air.

"Your servant was lying on the ground at that time, and I saw the imperial tattoo on her hand. If it weren't for your ninth brother, you wouldn't have fallen on her and seen the brand on her hand. You might not have been able to answer the third question from your father at that time."

"You seem to have a good relationship with Concubine Zhuang and her son. I'll only tell you once, don't mess with them! You can't afford the consequences!"

She was shocked and sat up suddenly. On the same day, she drew a seal on yellow silk paper and handed it to the emperor for the third test question, the general order. Commanding the three armies and issuing orders all depended on a seal of the general.

She asked Bishui and others to wait outside the room first. She put on her clothes and came out. She asked Bishui for directions, then hurried back to the room. She wanted to change her clothes before going to look for the four great men and the beautiful lady.

Fortunately, it was still early, and apart from a few guards standing guard, there were not many slaves and servants along the way. Otherwise, her disheveled appearance would have made people smile bitterly.

When he reached the door, he saw Lang Linling leading the maid Xiang'er out of Prince Rui's bedroom.

The strange thing was that Miss Lang had a deeply frowned brow and seemed to be in a hurry.

When the two met, she bowed. Lang Linling glanced at her indifferently, narrowed her eyes, and then smiled and said, "Good morning, Sister Chu."

She smiled back and said she had something to do and went back to her room.

Lang Linling nodded. When she entered the room, she took a deliberate glance and clearly saw that Xiang'er had a slightly gloomy face. She wanted to go forward and say something, but Lang Linling held her back.

Text 090 I just want him to love her

"Miss, why don't you let me go and say a few words to her?" Xiang'er asked, stamping her feet slightly as she turned around the corridor.