After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

Yu Qingli thought about it and found it funny. She even suspected that the affectionate look she once thought was perhaps just a habit of Murong Feng. After experiencing a lifetime, she suddenly understood that in this world, the person Murong Feng loved most was never anyone else, but himself!

"I went to look for you twice today, and both times your maids told me that you were resting. Could it be that you are not feeling well?"

Murong Feng seemed to be expressing his concern as a matter of course. He would be proposing marriage to the Yu family soon, so naturally he should take good care of his fiancée's health, right?

Yu Qingli sneered in her heart, but remained calm on the surface and said, "Oh, I probably caught a cold yesterday. I feel a little tired and don't want to get up. I think Your Highness laughed at me."

Yu Qingli's face showed a bit of little girl's shyness, which made Murong Feng's heart beat fast. He quickly said, "It's not a joke, I'm just a little worried. If you are really unwell, you should see a doctor. Don't delay."

"Yes, Qingli knows."

Her long eyelashes covered the surging hatred in her eyes, and Yu Qingli had no choice but to pretend to be nice to the man in front of her.

"In that case, Qingli will take her leave first."

After expressing her inner feelings, Yu Qingli knew that she couldn't be too proactive next time. Men are like this, the easier it is to get them, the less likely they are to cherish them. So in this life, she can't let Murong Feng feel so easy.

The best strategy is to let the enemy go in order to catch him, and to be close yet not too far away.

Only when Murong Feng is truly trapped in it, will he feel real pleasure when taking revenge!

Looking at Yu Qingli, who was clearly a bit distant, Murong Feng felt a little puzzled. What was going on? After not seeing her for just one day, she felt much more unfamiliar. Why did that proud and graceful figure make him feel so unfamiliar? What was this cold and aloof woman thinking?

Yu Qingli turned around hurriedly. Perhaps because she was too anxious or because she was panicked, her feet slipped and she fell directly to the ground.

Almost at the same time, a figure stepped forward faster than her, obviously wanting to reach out and grab her, but he was also tripped by the stones on the ground and fell heavily to the ground. Yu Qingli fell on him, causing him to groan.

"Ah! Your Highness, are you okay?"

Yu Qingli was a little surprised. She didn't expect Murong Feng to be so selfless to save her. She subconsciously felt a bit of surprise and concern.

Murong Feng did not get up immediately. It did not hurt much, but when the soft body with a faint fragrance fell straight into his arms, his heart was moved.

The gentleness in his eyes was replaced by teasing and mockery, and the hand holding the soft body tightened, "Qingli, I sprained my waist."

"Then, what should we do?!"

There was undisguised worry in her surprised tone, and even a hint of tears, "It's all my fault!"

As Yu Qingli spoke, she tried to climb up from Murong Feng's body, but the big hand on her waist held her tightly and would not let go. The oncoming breath made Yu Qingli turn her head away, and her pretty face was stained with a bit of blood, and it was hard to tell whether it was out of shame or timidity.

"Your Highness? This..."

The deliberately lowered voice carried a hint of innocent confusion in the inquiry, which made Murong Feng smile slightly. The warmth and softness in his arms actually made him feel a little teasing. Looking at Yu Qingli's shy face at this moment, Murong Feng leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Qingli, let me hold you for a while."

"But your highness's waist is sprained..."

The words that came out of his mouth stopped abruptly after meeting Murong Feng's eyes that were obviously full of ridicule. His eyes widened the next second, "You lied to me!"

Murong Feng turned around and the two rolled on the ground. Murong Feng pressed Yu Qingli under him. Both of them were covered with golden petals that had mostly fallen off. Wherever the wind blew, bursts of faint fragrance wafted over.

Yu Qingli couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. The disgust in her heart had already made her stomach start to feel sick. Coupled with the rich floral fragrance, if she hadn't tried her best to restrain herself, she would have almost vomited.

Murong Feng looked at the woman under him with gentle eyes. In this scene of flowers covering the sky and the ground, she was as beautiful as an elf. Her pretty face, eyes with a hint of anger, and cheeks stained with blood due to shame and anger, every part of her was full of indescribable temptation.

Murong Feng never thought that this woman would change so much in just two years.

Two years ago, Yu Qingli was lovable, but that was only because of her elegance and talent. Although her smile, which was a little immature, was cute, it always made people feel a little unsatisfied. At that time, she was still just a girl no matter how you looked at her.

But now, Murong Feng clearly noticed the difference in Yu Qingli. The faint aura emanating from her body had begun to become cold and noble. The feeling that was sometimes distant and sometimes enthusiastic was like a hundred claws tickling his heart, making him unable to stop.

Two years have made Yu Qingli grow taller and taller, and her graceful body has begun to have the curves that a woman should have. The unintentional touch just now made him want to hug her for the rest of his life.

The usually gentle gaze was gradually replaced by the fire of desire, which really made Yu Qingli feel a little flustered. How could she forget that no matter how hypocritical this man was, he was still a man after all.

Whether in the past life or this life, Murong Feng's inherent masculine nature would occasionally cause him to tear off his gentlemanly exterior. Yu Qingli wanted to seduce him, but not in this way. This temptation, which was completely beyond her calculations, made Yu Qingli avoid it.

Today, it was really just an accident!

Murong Feng had obviously lost control. There was a faint glimmer of desire in his eyes, and even his breathing became heavy. The two bodies tightly pressed together seemed increasingly hot.

The night has gradually swallowed up the last ray of light, plunging the entire garden into silence. The occasional chirping of insects around and the swaying candlelight beside the pavilions and towers make the atmosphere increasingly ambiguous.

Hiding in this lush flower bush, even passers-by would not notice it. It seemed as if there was a ferocious beast roaring in Murong Feng's body, making him want to take her here!

Yu Qingli closed her eyes tightly, not daring to move. Her body was as cold and stiff as the stones on the ground. She could even clearly feel that the round but prickly stones under her were becoming harder and harder, making her whole body begin to ache.

The humiliation of her previous life came flooding back, causing Yu Qingli's emotions to wander on the edge of control. She began to imagine various possibilities. If Murong Feng really molested her here, then she would just kill him!

Her fingers had already touched the stones on the roadside. If necessary, she could give him a full-strength blow!

Yu Qingli hesitated, but soon gave up the idea. She believed in her judgment that Murong Feng would not treat her with disrespect here.

Sure enough, the heavy breathing gradually turned into a long sigh. A warm kiss fell on Yu Qingli's forehead. The weight on her body lightened, and a gentle whisper came to her ear, "Today, I will let you go for now!"

Yu Qingli then slowly opened her eyes. She was truly relieved. Her fingers gripping the stone slowly loosened, and her whole body collapsed to the ground.

A strong smile stained Murong Feng's eyes. Looking at Yu Qingli's expression, he thought she was disappointed. He whispered softly along with the warm wind into Yu Qingli's ears, "We have plenty of time in the future."

Then with a force, Yu Qingli was pulled up, and Murong Feng in front of him turned into the elegant, gentle and modest gentleman, a descendant of the royal family again. The loss of control just now seemed to be an illusion.

His fair fingers gracefully brushed away the dust and fallen flowers on Yu Qingli's body. The concentration in his eyes left no doubt that this man was the one she could entrust her life to.

At the beginning, she also thought so, if she didn't have such a painful past.

None of them noticed that behind the rockery in the garden, a figure was standing there stiffly, with a complex and sharp look in his eyes, even anger.

However, all these emotions disappeared without a trace after Murong Feng pulled Yu Qingli up. Soon, the figure disappeared into the gradually deepening night like a ghost.

After returning to Liyuan, Yu Qingli was exhausted.

From a distance, she saw Meihong holding a lantern and heading in the direction of her return with an expectant look on her face. She looked like someone who was waiting for her lover who had not returned for a long time. Yu Qingli sneered, this time, she was going to be disappointed.

"Miss!"

A surprised voice rang out joyfully after seeing Yu Qingli. Mei Hong walked towards her with brisk steps, but her eyes did not stay on Yu Qingli, but looked behind her.

After a careful search, the smile froze on her face, and there was obvious disappointment in her big round eyes. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough to make Yu Qingli feel cold in her heart.

Her eyes lightly swept over Mei Hong's eyebrows, and Yu Qingli said softly, "Please remove the refreshments."

"Withdrawn? Didn't they say His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was coming?"

"It's getting late, and the eldest prince has gone back to rest." Yu Qingli answered very calmly, but seemed a little lost.

Mei Hong bit her lip and blurted out words of comfort, "Don't be sad, young lady. The eldest prince is probably just considering your face. After all, it's too late. A man and a woman alone in the same room will definitely cause gossip. Besides, it won't be good if the master finds out."

Yu Qingli turned her head to look at Mei Hong. It had only been a few days, but she seemed to have completely started speaking for Murong Feng.

She felt vaguely disappointed. Even after the betrayal in her previous life, Yu Qingli still felt a sense of disappointment from the bottom of her heart. Mei Hong had grown up with her since childhood, and the relationship of more than ten years could not withstand that of a man. It was ridiculous, yet sad.

Tonight, Yu Qingli was really tired. She didn't continue to discuss this topic with Mei Hong. She just said quietly, "Go to the kitchen and boil some water. I want to take a bath!"