Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Now the flowers are blooming, but the person who planted them is gone.

Yun Hanqing walked in the garden, stroking the petals of the hibiscus, his eyes dimming.

In the corridor, a pair of deep and dark eyes looked at Yun Hanqing with a look of attachment, and his heart seemed to be cut by a knife.

All these seemed to tell him directly that even though he had been with her for so long and had gotten her body, he could not get her heart.

Feng Liuyun looked depressed and wanted to turn around and leave as quietly as when he came, so that no one would notice him.

But his character was never as pure as he seemed. He didn't care about it before, but those things were not what he wanted.

Yun Hanqing was someone he never wanted to let go.

So Feng Liuyun walked out from the corridor to remind those who were mourning her deceased husband in the garden of her existence.

Yun Hanqing was very frightened when she saw the person coming, but soon, she pretended to be calm and asked:

"How did you come?"

"I can't come?"

Feng Liuyun felt bitter in his heart and pushed the question back.

He walked forward, touched the blooming petals with his hands, and said in a faint voice:

"Hanqing, is this flower beautiful?"

"What are you going to do?"

Yun Hanqing immediately became alert, went around to Feng Liuyun's front, and stood in front of the large patch of hibiscus flowers.

Even though her figure was small and could only block three or two flowers, she was unwilling to leave.

Feng Liuyun's anger burned even more fiercely. He moved his fingers slightly, and a cool breeze blew.

The wind blew the hibiscus petals off the branches and rolled them up, and a large piece of hibiscus flowers turned into petals rolled together in the wind.

Such a magical scene, without a doubt, must have been the work of Feng Liuyun.

Yun Hanqing was extremely angry. Without thinking, he raised his hand and hit Feng Liuyun in the face.

That is a place that no one has ever touched.

Not to mention fighting.

Feng Liuyun chuckled, which seemed more terrifying than anger in the quiet environment.

He continued with another spell, and the petals seemed to consciously spread out into a wide, soft bed.

The petals are tightly clustered together, with no visible gaps.

The petal bed was floating in the air, right behind Yun Hanqing.

Feng Liuyun pushed Yun Hanqing back and she fell on the flower petal bed.

"what."

Yun Hanqing was very scared. The bed made of petals was only a thin layer and looked extremely dangerous.

She lay on the bed of flower petals, her eyes tightly closed and she dared not open them. She moved very gently, for fear that she would fall down accidentally.

Feng Liuyun also fell down and landed beside Yun Hanqing.

The extra petals automatically surrounded the petal bed, making it impossible to see what was inside and blocking Yun Hanqing's way to escape.

When she was alone on the petal bed, she dared to lie there motionless.

After Feng Liuyun lay down, Yun Hanqing had a bad premonition in her heart. Fear filled her mind and she kept shouting the words "run, run, run".

The petal bed didn't look solid, and she didn't dare to stand up, so she could only crawl forward on her knees.

With every step she took, the feeling of her knees feeling light and not pressing on anything solid made her scalp tingle.

Yun Hanqing's legs were shaking so badly that he couldn't crawl very far.

She felt like she had been climbing for a long time, but in fact she had only climbed an arm's length.

Feng Liuyun lay on his side with the corner of his lips curled up. He looked at her trying hard and reached out to hold her white ankle.

"ah."

Yun Hanqing screamed in surprise, and before she could react, she felt the force on her ankle increase.

She was grabbed by the ankle and dragged back to her original place little by little.

After dragging her back, Feng Liuyun did not give her any chance to escape. His body pressed tightly against her, making her unable to move at all.

All the clothes were taken off.

The bright red and snow-white are spread together, beautiful and tempting, making people dare not look directly at it.

The light red flower juice was ruthlessly crushed and stained on the bodies of the two people, and the two pieces of snow-white were stained with a charming bright color. It was unknown who defiled whom, and who dragged whom into the abyss of desire.

Greedy demands, groans of desire.

In the sunlight,

For a long time.

……

After the incident in the garden, the relationship between Yun Hanqing and Feng Liuyun fell into a stalemate again.

Even though Feng Liuyun asked someone to transplant more beautiful hibiscus flowers into the garden after all the hibiscus petals were used up that day, Yun Hanqing still could not forgive him.

Not to mention that the original hibiscus was transplanted by Duan Xuanyi, just the fact that he did such a shameful thing with her favorite flower made it impossible for her to like the newly planted hibiscus.

Yun Hanqing was in a cold war with Feng Liuyun, probably because he knew he was wrong. Feng Liuyun also suppressed his jealousy, humbled himself and sent many good things to Prince Xuan's Mansion.

When delivering the gifts, he did not restrain himself at all. Many people noticed the Imperial Master's recent courtesy towards Prince Xuan's Mansion.

For a while, there was a lot of discussion.

Yun Hanqing didn’t know how to judge him. His “restraint” was really different from that of the general public.

She was distressed and worried about this matter, and another person in the capital was even more anxious and worried than her when he heard about it.

Just after breakfast, a servant reported that a distinguished guest was coming to visit.

When Yun Hanqing arrived at the reception room and saw the visitor, he was very surprised:

"Princess? How come you have time to come to the palace?"

The person who came was the Queen's youngest daughter Duan Ruoge.

Duan Ruoge didn't even sit down. He looked down at Yun Hanqing with an arrogant attitude.

"Princess Xuan, I am here for only one thing, which is to warn you to stay away from the Imperial Master in the future."

Duan Ruoge originally didn't know that Yun Hanqing had a relationship with the national teacher she liked.

It was that time again, during the discussion about Prince Xuan’s final battle, the Imperial Master, who had never been involved in matters, actually spoke for Duan Xuanyi in the court.

Minister Yun might be deceived by what Feng Liuyun said about their friendship, but Duan Ruoge wouldn't.

The young uncle would never hide anything from her, and he and the imperial teacher had never had any contact before. The abnormality this time immediately made Duan Ruoge alert.

When she asked around, she found out that Feng Liuyun had been interacting too much with Yun Hanqing recently.

Duan Ruoge did not think highly of his uncle's wife, and she did not think that the Imperial Master, whom he had chased after but failed to like, would like the useless and weak Princess Xuan.

She thought so, but after all, it concerned the national teacher, so she had better be careful.

Therefore, a hint of contempt quickly flashed across her eyes, but the meaning conveyed by the crisp and sweet voice of a lark made people extremely uncomfortable.

"You are a married woman, the widow of the young emperor's uncle. You know what kind of person the imperial teacher is. You'd better keep a distance from him and don't ruin his reputation."

Originally, Yun Hanqing felt a little guilty about his relationship with Feng Liuyun, but when he heard Duan Ruoge's righteous words, he felt a little sad.

"Princess, do you know why your husband volunteered to fight? Do you know why your husband died on the battlefield?"

She did not obey the princess in everything as her husband had instructed her to do, but instead asked a seemingly irrelevant question.