The prince is fierce: Who dares to steal my woman?

Xiao Jinyan gently stroked Li Yuerui's smooth long hair and said with emotion, "Silly girl, last time you were still a naive virgin. But now, you are a real woman. Having experienced the transformation of growth, you will naturally have different feelings."

Li Yuerui shook her head, her eyes sparkling with determination and sweetness: "No, my husband, I feel that you are more engaged this time, a wholehearted engagement. Your kiss, your breath, every touch of yours, it's like you're trying to completely integrate me into your world. That feeling... it's like you're going to devour me whole, both satisfying and expectant, yet irresistible."

Xiao Jinyan's hand slowly slid down and finally stopped on Li Yuerui's slender thigh. His fingers gently caressed it, as if he were playing with a precious work of art.

"Silly girl, it's because you're so charming. Your long legs, your gentleness, your calls are like invisible hooks, tightly gripping my heart. I can't help myself, I just want to hold you tightly in my arms and never be apart."

Actually, Xiao Jinyan had just thought of He Qiongying, because he had spent a long time cuddling with He Qiongying but couldn't have a deep conversation with her. The fire in his heart hadn't been extinguished yet, and then, as if possessed, it was ignited on Li Yuerui.

This is what led to Xiao Jinyan's extraordinary performance.

However, the credit doesn't go entirely to He Qiongying. Li Yuerui also displayed her unique charm, which, combined with her feelings for He Qiongying, created a feast that ultimately led to Xiao Jinyan's monstrous actions.

Li Yue Rui wrapped her legs tightly around Xiao Jin Yan's strong body, her eyes sparkling with determination and deep affection: "Husband, I will never leave you. I can't even imagine what the world would be like without you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jinyan felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He hugged Li Yuerui tightly, his strong arms seemingly trying to meld her into his very bones, unwilling to let any warmth slip away. He gently kissed her forehead, his voice full of tenderness: "Silly girl, how could I leave you? I will take care of you for the rest of my life and grow old with you."

"My husband, I love you, I love you so deeply, so very deeply..."

"Madam, I love you too, so deeply."

"My husband, I want...I want you...to love me, to love me with all your might!"

As Li Yuerui spoke, her slender fingers gently traced the contours of Xiao Jinyan's firm waist, conveying boundless tenderness. The touch of her fingertips seemed to send a tingling, almost unbearable sensation through Xiao Jinyan, burning within him.

As Li Yuerui's slender fingers slowly moved downwards, a hormonal scent filled the air once more, and both of them began to breathe rapidly, creating a series of breathtaking and intoxicating scenes...

Meanwhile, at Princess Heyang's residence.

A ray of afternoon sunlight streamed into the room, illuminating the scattered porcelain shards on the floor.

Liu Xiyu was furious. She stood in a corner of the room, her voice sharp as a knife: "You piece of trash!"

After saying that, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped Liu Lang hard across his resolute face. The crisp sound echoed in the empty room.

Liu Lang lowered his head, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. His voice was hoarse, tinged with bitterness: "Princess, this humble servant... this humble servant has done his best."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiyu's anger intensified, and she shouted angrily, "You lost more than three hundred men, yet you came back alive, and you still have the nerve to say you did your best?"

After saying that, she raised her hand again and delivered another resounding slap to Liu Lang's face. This time, Liu Lang's body swayed slightly, but he still stood tall and did not back down.

“Princess,” Liu Lang’s voice trembled slightly, “This humble servant has indeed done his best. Xiao Jin Yan is protected by fierce generals. That man is like a god descended to earth. His martial arts skills are beyond imagination.”

"Stop making excuses. You have over three hundred people, and you can't even stop him alone?"

“We couldn’t stop him,” Liu Lang shook his head heavily. “That man was like a tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable. When he charged at us, it was like a hungry tiger breaking into a flock of helpless sheep. In an instant, we crumbled, screams of agony and the clash of weapons filled the air, while he, like the Grim Reaper, reaped lives…”

As Liu Lang described it, the image of that mysterious and fierce general gradually took shape in Liu Xiyu's mind. Her intuition told her that Liu Lang was not lying; there was indeed such a formidable person by Xiao Jinyan's side.

A complex mix of emotions flickered across Liu Xiyu's face: anger, disappointment, fear...

In the end, all of this turned into a deep sigh. She slowly turned around, leaving Liu Lang with a lonely and indifferent back view. She thought to herself, "Xiao Jinyan, what kind of person are you? How can you be so difficult to deal with?"

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The following day, at Qianyang Palace.

The sun shone brightly, and the sky was crystal clear, creating a breathtaking scene. On this auspicious day, the imperial city was solemn and majestic.

Civil and military officials, dressed in colorful official robes, the scholars refined and the warriors majestic, gathered like a confluence of rivers in the magnificent hall, each displaying their unique talents.

Liu Kun, dressed in a dragon robe embroidered with lifelike dragons, leaned against the dragon throne, his posture slightly lazy. He yawned inadvertently, his gaze casually sweeping over the court officials below him, before stepping into the daily, repetitive morning court ceremony once again.

Deep down, Liu Kun felt an indescribable emptiness and melancholy about his imperial career. Wearing the dragon robe and holding power, he should have been above all others and enjoying boundless glory, but he felt a strange sense of loss, as if this supreme position had failed to fill some void in his heart, but instead added a few unspeakable disappointments.

In Liu Kun's fantasy world, the emperor is the Son of Heaven, a true dragon who reigns supreme, wielding unparalleled power. He can freely roam the magnificent palace and the gentle embrace of fine wine and beautiful women, enjoying the most luxurious and decadent life in the world, living a carefree and joyful life.

However, reality presented a completely different picture. In the imperial court, a torrent of unrest surged forth, urgent reports raining down on his desk like dense snowflakes in winter. Today, famine ravaged some region, displacing starving people and stirring up rumors of popular uprisings; tomorrow, in some other place, corrupt officials would wantonly exploit the people, trampling law and justice underfoot…

During this period, Liu Kun was tightly bound by heavy political affairs, both physically and mentally exhausted, as if he were being crushed by an invisible mountain, making it difficult to breathe.

Liu Kun realized for the first time that as an emperor, he had to deal with so many trivial political affairs every day, which was really annoying and extremely boring.

So he shrugged slightly, his gaze gradually focusing, and once again faced the assembled civil and military officials. The opening line, which had become almost a daily routine, involuntarily slipped from his lips: "My dear ministers, if you have something to report, please do so; if not, the court may adjourn."

After a moment of silence, Liu Kun was about to call out "Dismissal!" so he could slip away and enjoy a moment of peace...

At this delicate juncture, General Xue Wenyi of Ningyuan stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I dare to ask, but I do have an important matter to report."

Upon hearing this, Liu Kun's expression turned helpless. His thoughts had already drifted away from the solemn court and flown towards the carefree days of appreciating flowers, fishing, and being accompanied by beautiful women, yearning for the unrestrained pleasures unique to emperors.

However, in the imperial court, with important officials waiting to report, he, as the supreme ruler, had no choice but to suppress his excitement and force himself to concentrate.

Liu Kun forced out a trace of patience and said to Xue Wenyi, "My dear minister, what important matter do you need to report?"

Xue Wenyi cupped his hands and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, I wish to impeach one person."

Liu Kun frowned slightly and asked curiously, "Oh? Whom do you wish to impeach, my esteemed minister?"

Xue Wenyi said solemnly, "It is Xiao Jinyan, the Commander of the Central Guard."