C10

The two people on the bed looked towards the door at the same time, only to see Ah Yu kneeling at the door, Yun Xiu and the two maids proudly standing behind the man whose face was filled with black hair.

"Prince, what did this servant say? Look, wangfei really doesn't care. The one who seduced you was still your …" Yun Xiu stirred the flames at the side, hoping that the world would not fall into chaos.

The man's face was dark, and no one could tell what he was thinking. His cold eyes could kill her at any moment. It was as if a thousand years of ice were hidden in his eyes, unable to melt. As if he had also been shocked by the scene, he paused for a moment and only uttered a single word.

"Scram …"

Yun Xiu did not dare to continue. She knew that the Duke was angry, so she cast a glance at Luo Shang with ill intent and quickly retreated.

The corner of Leng Mufei's mouth rose as he lazily smiled, and casually said like a scoundrel: "Big brother, why didn't you greet me earlier? It will frighten my little thing. "

His smile was deep and evil, and the corners of his mouth curled into a playful, evil grin. Ignoring the expression of the man at the door, he once again forcefully kissed the lips of the woman below him.

Seeing the sparkling light in the corner of the woman's eyes and the pale white expression on her face, Leng Mufei suddenly stopped and turned around. He casually stood on the ground and sat by the table, casually pouring tea for himself.

"Get out!"

A cold voice pierced the air. Leng Mufei's eyes flashed, and his gaze landed on the man at the entrance. He slowly put down the porcelain cup in his hands, and then laughed lightly as he stood up.

"Elder brother, are you chasing your younger brother away?" He walked to Leng Shaoyu's side with an unchanging laziness on his face.

Leng Shaoyu's eyes were gloomy and cold, as though sparks were about to burst out of his eyes, but he did not have any expression on his face, and only said in a low voice: "Even if I do not want the plaything, you are not allowed to touch it."

The man's entire body was like the winter and the winter months, causing people's aura to spread out. An invisible dense, cold aura surged violently from his body like a violent torrent. The black eyes were cold and the black fog quickly gathered in the pupils. It was so dark that one could not see the bottom.

Leng Mufei, however, didn't mind at all. He shrugged his shoulders, narrowed his eyes, and raised his brows like a child who did something wrong but didn't know how to repent. He laughed sinisterly: "Big Brother, why are you so fierce? "However, this toy is truly special ~"

He intentionally glanced at the frail woman on the bed, emphasized the word 'plaything', then walked out of the room with a wave of his hand.

Since Leng Shaoyu had spoken, then, no matter how much more interested he was, he could only endure it. Since he was young, Leng Shaoyu's actions were decisive and overbearing. The late emperor had intended to pass on the throne to him, but unfortunately, he was not the eldest son. However, ever since he was young, he had been doted upon by thousands of his brothers. As long as he frowned, no one could have any doubts. Therefore, no one dared to disobey him.

After Leng Mufei left, peng! With a sound, the man at the door fiercely kicked it shut. His steps were heavy as he walked towards Luo Shang who was on the bed, and with every step he took, the surrounding cold air condensed even more.

A rigid atmosphere and a cold temperature spread throughout the room. The quiet Luo Shang could hear her own heartbeat.

She struggled to sit up, but stopped when she saw the man's cold face. The man didn't say anything as his heavy chest pressed down on her, pressing her tightly onto the bed.

"What are you doing?" "Leng Shaoyu, let me go, let go —" Luo Shang frowned, struggling with all her might.

The emperor was heartless. Although the men from the Leng Clan were not good people, the man in front of her was the best amongst bad people. He did not have a shred of mercy, not caring about the wounds on her body and her weak body. From his point of view, her weak struggle and beating only added a little more to his desire to conquer her.

"Don't you know what I'm doing?" His ice-cold, cruel words came close to her ears. The aura of a play swept over her face inch by inch.

The big palm coldly pulled away the ribbon tied around her waist without caring about her feelings at all. It tore at her clothes and no matter how Luo Shang screamed and struggled, the man didn't stop.

When he saw the streaks of red that had formed scars on her exposed skin, he stopped and frowned slightly. Nanny Ma's attacks were indeed heavier, but this was also good, as he could let this woman clearly see his identity.

He placed his large palm on her and gently caressed her wounds that had solidified.

In that moment, Luo Shang really suspected that she had seen wrongly. It was because he saw a trace of warmth in those ice-cold eyes.

At the next moment, he heard the man say, "They are already covered in wounds, and still have the mood to seduce other men. Heh …"

Indeed, he was still the same person. Leng Shaoyu was still Leng Shaoyu, and he was still the same man who would mock his the moment he opened his mouth.

The corner of Luo Shang's mouth curled into a devilish sneer. Luo Shang had had enough of his mockery and ridicule, so he thought that she was such a woman, or even compared her to those girls.

Luo Shang looked up, her eyelashes fluttering, the tears in her eyes stopped, she forced out a smile with much difficulty, the haughtiness and indifference was her nature, she raised her head, and said: "I'm afraid you won't be able to satisfy me."

He laughed coldly and pulled the yellow ribbon tied to his waist. He effortlessly grabbed both of Luo Shang's hands and used the belt to tie them tightly, leaving her with no strength to struggle. The other side, was tied to the top of the bed.

"Alright, I will let you know, only I can satisfy you —" He hated her, he really should hate her. If not for her family, how could Yue have died? Right now, this woman was truly bold and audacious. She even wanted to seduce others in front of him, and she was actually his younger brother.

Good, very good. He wanted to let her see who was the one who held her fate in his hands!

Luo Shang simply could not move, her body was in so much pain that it was about to dissipate. She closed her eyes in despair, and did not make a single sound.

The room was filled with scent. After an unknown period of time, he finally let go of her. The person beneath him was silent. His eyes were filled with a kind of indiscernible sadness and emptiness … Despair...

Looking at her lifeless gaze, that kind of emptiness that seemed to contain nothing, was Yue on the training grounds the same when she was bitterly waiting for him to save her? In his heart, he suddenly lost the desire to conquer her. Instead, he inexplicably stretched out her hand and gently attached her pretty face.

She then heard the lady beneath her gasping for breath, and said hysterically: "Kill me, Leng Shaoyu, please kill me … …"

Don't torture her anymore, she's just a woman. If she's here to pay back the debt of her Luo Family, then she can do whatever she wants for him. Why did she have to treat her like this?

As for the man, when he saw the sorrowful expression in her eyes, he raised his thick eyebrows and stared straight at her face with his deep gaze. His tone was still as indifferent as before.

"You want to die?" "You are just a lowly debt, what qualifications do you have to seek death?" Her cold and thin lips slightly parted, her words filled with sarcasm.

Her body was small, and his arched, great form was just in control of her, the choking force, the domineering ownership, like the cold words from his lips.

Glancing at her blank look and silence, Leng Shaoyu expressionlessly stood up, quickly putting on the golden silk brocade and walked out of the room.