The Prince Consort's Beloved

On the way back to Qingmei Garden, Li Yuanrou asked him, "What did your aunt write in the letter to you?"

Xiao Luobai replied casually: "Nothing, just asking me to go back."

Li Yuanrou frowned slightly and looked very worried.

She pretended to be relaxed and asked, "From what your sister said, if you return to Beiluo Kingdom, you can directly ascend to the throne and become the emperor. Are you really not going back?"

Xiao Luobai's eyes were as deep as a lake. He said without hesitation: "No."

Li Yuanrou smiled as she walked, turning her head to look at him, and asked casually, "Aren't you moved?"

Xiao Luobai stopped, held her hand, and his eyes became affectionate.

He said seductively with a smile on his lips: "I only have feelings for you."

Li Yuanrou curled her lips, shook off his hand, and said disdainfully: "Flower talk."

After she finished speaking, she laughed secretly again and walked forward alone.

She thought that her elder sister should be on the way now. With so many people secretly escorting her, she should be safe.

She couldn't help but feel emotional. Her elder sister and He Wenzheng had left this place of trouble and were living together forever. How enviable.

Xiao Luobai caught up with her in two steps, held her hand again, and the two of them walked towards the Green Plum Garden.

The sunlight poured down, casting shadows of two people clasping hands on the ground.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of Qingmei Garden, the old butler was already waiting. He anxiously stepped forward to greet the two of them and whispered something in Li Yuanrou's ear. Li Yuanrou then followed the butler.

She took a step forward and turned back to say to Xiao Luobai: "Go back and wait for me, I'll be back soon."

Xiao Luobai stared at the two people's receding backs with a gloomy face, feeling angry.

Did you think he couldn't hear you if you whispered? The old butler clearly said, "Mr. He said he has something important to discuss with you."

Xiao Luobai sneered in his heart. The matter of his "mistress" had been clarified, but Li Yuanrou was still so bold as to openly associate with He Lin. She kept pushing her limits. It seemed that it was time for her to learn a lesson.

In the evening, after dinner, the two of them went to the yard to digest the food.

Xiao Luobai leaned over and hugged Li Yuanrou, his voice as gentle as water: "Do you think the moon is very round tonight?"

Li Yuanrou looked up at the full moon in the sky: "Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the moon should be rounder, is there anything strange about that?"

Xiao Luobai's eyes were deep, and he spoke meaningfully: "The night of the full moon is suitable for cultivation and absorbing the essence of heaven and earth."

Li Yuanrou frowned slightly, looking puzzled: "What?"

Xiao Luobai suddenly smiled: "Madam, I have something important to tell you."

Li Yuanrou's heart skipped a beat. These words sounded familiar, but that was not important. What was important was the word "Madam".

Generally speaking, calling her "Princess" means she is angry, calling her "Li Yuanrou" means it is a warning, calling her "Rou'er" is normal, and calling her "Madam" is mostly for specific occasions...

Li Yuanrou smiled awkwardly and asked guiltily, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Luobai's eyes were full of affection, but a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He picked up Li Yuanrou by the waist and walked into the house.

He kicked the door open lightly, then easily hooked it shut with his toes.

Outside, there was a full moon in the sky and green trees were shady.

A gentle, low voice leaked out from the crack of the door: "I miss you."

After a rustling sound, Li Yuanrou's voice of resistance came from the room: "No, your injury is not healed yet."

The magnetic low voice sounded again: "It's almost healed, it's okay."

The night is dark, soft and quiet.

The summer wind blows through the big trees in the green plum garden, and the emerald green leaves sway in the wind, dancing with their shadows.

The leaves hum in the wind, like melodious piano music, echoing in my ears.

A difficult tone came out: "Husband, can you ..."

Xiao Luobai interrupted and refused decisively: "No!"

Li Yuanrou was about to speak again, but her voice was suddenly silenced.

The night is like water.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, casting a silvery glow.

The stars are dotted like countless glowing pearls lying in the quiet night.

Crystal clear pearls hung on Li Yuanrou's face.

Xiao Luobai raised his lips: "Madam, you love to laugh, why are you crying?"

Li Yuanrou's voice trembled slightly: "Husband, I'm tired and want to sleep..."

Xiao Luobai chuckled: "Madam, are you exhausted now? You were so energetic when you ran to Qingning Garden during the day."

Li Yuanrou immediately understood what was going on and quickly admitted her mistake: "Husband, I know I was wrong."

Xiao Luobai snorted and chuckled coolly, his eyes covering Li Yuanrou tightly like an airtight net.

He said disapprovingly: "You admit your mistakes quickly every time."

The bright moon is like a jade plate, inlaid in the dark night sky.

The soft moonlight permeates the vast sky, outlining a tranquil picture.

The night is alluring, and a woman's singing voice rises.

The singing was melodious and pleasant to the ears, floating quietly towards the sky in the thick night.

Xiao Luobai leaned over to her ear, his warm breath brushing against her face: "Madam, keep your voice down, there are people outside."

After he finished speaking, the woman's voice suddenly broke.

The wind suddenly blew outside the window.

The wind gently blows through the treetops, rustling like melodious music.

As the music started, the singing began again.

Li Yuanrou raised her tearful eyes, her eyes full of pleading: "Husband, I really know I was wrong."

The alluring magnetic voice slowly approached, and the warm breath soaked into my ears: "Then Madam, please tell me what's wrong."

Li Yuanrou was speechless for a moment. Normally, he would just admit his mistakes and let it go, and never asked what was wrong. At this moment, his mind was confused and dizzy, and he didn't know how to organize his words.

She stammered, "I...I..."

Li Yuanrou heard a low, chilly laugh and her heart skipped a beat, followed by a tremor in her body.

Li Yuanrou burst into tears and said hastily, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong in every way."

Xiao Luobai chuckled indifferently: "Oh, it's really perfunctory."

The night is beautiful, with a full moon hanging high in the sky.

The moonlight was as silky as a veil, pouring down like a thin gauze, passing through the branches of the tall trees in the green plum garden, casting mottled shadows.

A faint light flashed in Xiao Luobai's eyes.

An unquestionable voice contained a threat: "What's wrong? Say it again!"

The sobbing sound suddenly broke.

The corner of Xiao Luobai's mouth curled up in an arc that seemed like a smile, and his morbid possessiveness reached its peak.

The crystals on Li Yuanrou's face gathered more and more, shining with a diamond-like light, as bright as the stars and the moon in the sky.

Then the crystal light was embraced by a slender finger, and the doting voice was helpless: "Little crybaby..."

The stars are shining brightly, continuing to radiate their light.

"Ma'am, you haven't been very well behaved lately, huh?"

Li Yuanrou's tears kept flowing.

A gust of wind rose straight up, disturbing the quiet starry sky.

The star closest to the full moon shook slightly.

The ending was shattered again: "Please..."

Xiao Luobai chuckled disdainfully: "Every time you beg..."

He pretended to be compassionate and tucked the damp hair behind her ears, and asked in a hypocritical manner, "What do you want?"

Li Yuanrou's tearful almond eyes were tinged with resentment, and she angrily rebuked: "Xiao Luobai, don't go too far!"

Xiao Luobai raised his eyebrows slightly, with a cheerful laugh in his voice.

He spoke slowly: "Oh? Xiao Luobai?"

Suddenly a strong wind came, sweeping the flowers in the garden up into the air, creating a gorgeous vortex.

The petals floated in the air, the rich fragrance spread out, and the lower branches were lifted up a little.

His lips curled up, and pleasure filled his deep eyes.

The force in his hand tightened again, he looked down at her, chuckled and asked: "Is it too much?"

Li Yuanrou's eyebrows raised a cluster of forbearance, and her voice was trembling with difficulty: "Too much."

The smile in Xiao Luo's eyes became even more intense, his knuckles slightly tensed due to the force, and he asked again briskly: "Is it too much?"

Li Yuanrou's momentum completely weakened, and her choked voice was filled with helpless compromise: "No... not too much..."

A low and magnetic chuckle was heard, full of the joy of success.

Flowers are flying all over the sky, fluttering and swaying, forming a colorful sea of flowers.

The petals fluttered and fell, leaving only the fragrance.

Someone is crying helplessly.

The night is like water.