Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

"Princess, there is a very strange person outside the imperial city today. He keeps saying that he wants to meet you and that he is an old friend of yours." At this time, a middle-aged man in armor came over and said respectfully.

"An old friend, could it be Lu Hao who has come?" The little princess lost her focus and the wine glass in her hand fell to the ground, her beautiful eyes filled with great surprise.

She could no longer suppress her excitement and hurried out of the palace gate. She lost her beautiful shoes, so she simply walked towards the city with her bare feet and her floral dress in hand, ignoring everyone's strange looks.

As a result, he hurried to the outside of the imperial city, but found it empty and there was no sign of the old friend he had mentioned.

"Did he leave any words behind?" the little princess said hurriedly to the commander-in-chief who followed her with her beautiful eyes.

"He only said that you two have a good relationship and that you treated him to abalone. He didn't say anything else." The commander-in-chief said respectfully.

"Eat abalone..." the little princess murmured. She couldn't remember ever inviting anyone to eat seafood.

"What does he look like?" the little princess asked hurriedly.

"He looks like he's been tried for rape, and he's dressed shabbily. He doesn't look like a good guy!" the commander-in-chief replied respectfully.

"It seems it's not him!" The little princess's beautiful face showed disappointment, and her bright eyes dimmed.

She walked back in a daze with her crystal-clear jade feet bare. Suddenly, the ground was wet with raindrops. It turned out that the little princess was crying. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and the crystal drops flowed across her pretty cheeks.

"Lu Hao, how long do you want me to wait, you bad guy!" The little princess raised her pretty face full of tears and murmured to the sky.

She would come to the outside of the imperial city every day, fantasizing that Lu Hao would come to find her one day, but she never waited for him.

On the other side, Lu Hao was also distraught, his dark eyes were full of loneliness, and his mind was full of memories with the little princess.

"Will you come to see me one day?" The little princess turned her head and said to the boy.

"Yes, I will become very strong and come to find you!" The young man shook his bangs and said proudly while standing on a huge rock.

Lu Hao took one last look in the direction of the banquet and left without looking back. He decided to leave this sad place.

There was a ban on flying in the palace, so he walked slowly towards the outside of the palace.

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly sounded.

"My dear, you are quite brave. You actually tracked me to the palace. Are you trying to take the opportunity to do something bad to your sister?" A beautiful and elegant woman was sitting by the lotus pond. When she saw Lu Hao unexpectedly appearing there, she was startled at first, and then she smiled charmingly.

This woman turned out to be the painter who appeared in Siyue's house. Her name was Feng Ling'er.

However, Lu Hao acted as if he had not heard anything, and walked around in a daze, almost bumping into a tree several times.

"My dear, why are you so distraught? Who hurt you? Come to your sister's arms for comfort!" Feng Ling'er stepped forward and said with a gentle and sad look on her face.

Lu Hao still couldn't help but throw himself into her arms, his shoulders shaking, his eyes red as he started crying.

"How can you be so excessive? You clearly said that you would wait for me to become successful, but why do you fall in love with someone else?" Lu Hao cried in the arms of the beautiful woman, expressing his grievances.

"Hey, you're so dirty!" Feng Ling'er saw Lu Hao's snot running on her chest, and her pretty face immediately showed disgust, but she did not push him away.

"You are such a grown-up, yet you still cry? Men don't shed tears easily!" It was the first time for Feng Ling'er to see a man crying, and she immediately felt curious.

"Why the hell shouldn't I cry? The person I like was snatched away by someone else, why shouldn't I cry?" Lu Hao cried more and more sadly.

"Then go and get it back!" Feng Ling'er encouraged.

"What's the use if I can get the person back but not his heart!" Lu Hao said dejectedly. The little princess showed admiring eyes to Tang Ming, which made him feel that there was no way he could win her back.

"My little darling, things have already happened, just let it go!" Feng Ling'er patted his shoulder gently and comforted him softly.

"I've told you a thousand times, don't call me little darling!" Lu Hao was furious. He was already a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, so how could he call a pet such an ugly name.

"Don't be mean to me. I'm scared when you're mean!" Feng Ling'er hugged Lu Hao's arm and said coquettishly.

"You..." Lu Hao was about to speak.

"Kiss me!" Feng Ling'er raised her delicate face, and her bright red lips moved closer and closer, finally blocking his mouth.

Under the bright moonlight, the two were hugging and kissing each other.

Lu Hao hugged the beauty in his arms tightly. Feng Ling'er closed her beautiful eyes, hooked her arms around his neck, and responded enthusiastically.

The two of them were entangled tightly together in their hearts. Lu Hao's hand touched the other's delicate face, then stroked her slender swan neck, and finally touched her smooth back.

"I want you!" Lu Hao's eyes were burning and his breathing was rapid. Finally, his nose touched her black curly hair, and a faint fragrance spread.

"There are so many people coming and going here, who cares about you?" Feng Ling'er became a little more sober and pushed him away.

Hearing this, Lu Hao showed a depressed expression, but the sadness in his heart faded a little.

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. By the way, can I call you little darling now?" Feng Ling'er couldn't help laughing.

"How can I, a tall and strong man, be called a good boy by you!" Lu Hao shook his head and firmly disagreed. As a person, one must have his most basic bottom line, which cannot be shaken.

"Do you want to help me draw a mural?" Feng Ling'er hooked her finger at Lu Hao and said charmingly.

"Of course I do. I promise it will be very realistic!" Lu Hao smiled, feeling extremely excited.

"Then can I call you little darling?" Feng Ling'er bit her slender fingers with her pearly teeth and said in a charming way that made people lose their minds.

"From now on, I will be your little darling forever!" Lu Hao smiled, put his arm around Feng Ling'er's slender waist, and went to find a place to paint.

"Little darling, do you like your sister?" Feng Ling'er looked at him tenderly.

"Why are you so persistent in calling me little darling?" Lu Hao asked somewhat puzzled.

"Because, my dog ​​died, and its name was Xiaoguaiguai!" Feng Ling'er covered her mouth and giggled, her chest heaving.

"How dare you scold me in a roundabout way!" Lu Hao was furious. This woman actually dared to treat him like a dog.

"Don't you want to be my dog?" Feng Ling'er said coquettishly.

"You want me to be your bootlicker? That's impossible. I will never be your bootlicker in this life!" Lu Hao was furious and refused directly.

"It's good for you!" Feng Ling'er lifted her black curly hair, revealing her charming charm.