Prince Huaxin's Nominal Wife: Concubine Leng Enchanting

Chapter 72 Old Love, New Love 1
With a bang, the delicate white porcelain flower pot fell to the ground, making a dull shattering sound.

Ling Yaoyao stood still in astonishment, and felt that there seemed to be something in her heart, like this fragile flowerpot, slowly shattering.

"Are you back?" Ming Haoxuan let go of Qingqing who was stuck to his body like a catfish, looked lazily at Ling Yaoyao who was standing blankly at the door, and raised his eyebrows chicly: "You are walking so carelessly?"

In fact, he had seen Ling Yaoyao a long time ago, he was sitting facing the gate of the palace, and Ming Haoxuan noticed Ling Yaoyao and Lian Bao just after they stepped through the threshold.It's just that he pretended to be indifferent.

He didn't want to admit that Ling Yaoyao wasn't in the palace these two days, so he would remember this silly, stubborn, and cute girl from time to time.Even when he was with Qingqing, he was completely absent-minded.

At this moment, seeing Ling Yaoyao's return, Ming Haoxuan's heart was filled with joy and anger: Silly woman, you finally know how to come back.

Perhaps, he specially chose to sit here at this time, so that he could see Ling Yaoyao as soon as she returned to the palace.He was obviously looking forward to her return, but he didn't want to show it on the surface.

"Yes, I'm back!" Ling Yaoyao really wanted to speak calmly, but she felt angry when she spoke.It's true, I feel very angry, why can he be so intimate with other women?playboy!Wanderer!

Qingqing smiled slightly, stood up and said: "Princess, come and eat some melons and fruits together. These are just delivered from the garden today by the servants. They are very sweet."

"I don't want to eat it!" Ling Yaoyao refused bluntly, told Lian Bao to tidy up the broken flowerpot, stopped looking at those two sweet people, and walked towards Ziyu Garden with her head held high.

After entering the room, Ling Yaoyao walked to the chair in front of the table and sat down, resting her chin on her hands, she began to think in a daze.

The scene of Ming Haoxuan and Qingqing embracing and kissing just now, like a movie, kept replaying in her mind, and she felt upset and angry.

Once, she saw Ming Haoxuan and Qingqing making love to each other in front of her, showing off their affection, but she didn't feel anything at all.He even secretly hoped that they would stick together every day, so that he would not have the leisure to take care of himself.

But now, seeing him and Qingqing together, why does my heart feel so sad?so irritable?so angry?
Pooh!A veritable big radish!It's best not to mess with me again!Ling Yaoyao couldn't help cursing in her heart.

How can this person do this?Kiss yourself, then kiss someone else?
But, why can't he do this?He was originally a prodigal son who lingered in the flowers, and he grew up in such an era that advocated three wives and four concubines. It is completely normal for him and Qingqing to be like this.What's abnormal is my own heart.

After thinking about it, Ling Yaoyao laughed at herself: Yes, Ling Yaoyao, you are too stupid.It is ridiculously naive and childish to actually want to find the romantic, beautiful, and dedicated love in such a romantic ancient prince.

Such a man, surrounded by beauties, hugging left and right, is definitely not what I want to love, and it is definitely not what I can accept.Fortunately, I didn't fall too deep. Fortunately, I found my reason in time.From now on, just keep a distance from dangerous elements like him.No matter what, you can't be deceived by him anymore, no matter what, you can't go on like this anymore.

Ling Yaoyao enlightened herself to figure it out, but she still felt a little lost in her heart.

After all, I have never shared a bed with a man so intimately, let alone kissed someone so passionately...

The intoxicating taste like fine nectar and fine wine makes Ling Yaoyao's face jump with enthusiasm when she thinks about it now.It's just that Ling Yaoyao doesn't want and can't afford this kind of gorgeous but short-lived passion like fireworks.

Sighing slightly, Ling Yaoyao stood up, ready to wash and go to bed.

Just when he reached the door, the door was pushed open, and Ming Haoxuan walked in.

Ling Yaoyao didn't expect him to come, and when she saw the handsome figure standing in front of her like a banished fairy, her heart skipped a beat and sank again.

She should have greeted him generously, or smiled lightly, and continued to do whatever she was supposed to do.

But at this time, it was very inexplicable, Ling Yaoyao saw Ming Haoxuan coming in, as if by accident, she turned her back quickly, pursed her mouth and refused to look at him.

Ming Haoxuan smiled calmly, walked up to Ling Yaoyao and stood still, looking down at her: "Didn't this king tell you not to stay too late? Why did you come back so late?"

"It doesn't matter if I come back sooner or later. Anyway, I said to stay at home for one night, and I came back after only one night, and I didn't break my promise." Ling Yaoyao lowered her eyes, turned her body again, and turned her back to him again.

The long and slightly curled eyelashes, like trembling butterfly wings, covered her beautiful eyes, which was extraordinarily charming.

She didn't realize that she looked like a girl who was angry with her boyfriend.

"Why don't you get in the way of this king's business? You are this king's wife." Ming Haoxuan took Ling Yaoyao's shoulders with both hands, and turned her to face him: "If you don't come back, this king has always been thinking about it."

"You say I'm your wife now?" Ling Yaoyao stretched out her hand and pushed Ming Haoxuan's hands on her shoulders, and looked up at him angrily: "Did the lord forget that you said that we are just masters?" The relationship with the servant. Also, who said at that time that if someone calls me the princess, I will cut off their tongue?"

"You eloquent girl, did the king say that? I really don't remember." Ming Haoxuan smiled noncommittally, looking at Ling Yaoyao's tense little face in leisure.

This ignorant girl showed him such a cold face as soon as she came back, as if she owed her a debt, and he should have been angry.But damn it, he just felt that she was so attractive to him at this time, and couldn't help but hug her tenderly into his arms, lightly pecked her pink cheek and said: "Yaoyao, you were not here yesterday, I really love you!" miss you."

Ling Yaoyao's heart skipped a beat, and she was about to be softened by his sweet and tender offensive again. She was completely defeated and lost all the fighting spirit she had just strengthened.But in a flash, he remembered just now that he hugged Qingqing and kissed her cheek so tenderly...

A feeling of disgust suddenly surged in my heart, how many women's pink cheeks and cherry lips have this man tasted?Now that he came to provoke her like this again, he was really a model among playful men.

Not wanting to think about it anymore, Ling Yaoyao pushed Ming Haoxuan's arms away and said loudly: "Don't touch me!"

The tenderness and sweetness in his heart were poured with cold water, and Ming Haoxuan's face also sank. He raised Ling Yaoyao's chin with one hand, and suppressed his anger: "What? I went back to my mother's house and learned to use it for the king. Have a temper?"

"I don't want to be like you! I'd rather be a servant than one of your many women, do you understand?" Ling Yaoyao took a step back, distanced herself from Ming Haoxuan, and said fiercely.

"Okay, then you can continue to be your servant." Ming Haoxuan stared closely at Ling Yaoyao for a long time, then left a word coldly, and strode out the door with a flick of his sleeves.

His back, just like Ling Yaoyao's indifference and determination when she first saw him, without a trace of nostalgia and warmth, just disappeared into the darkness outside the door.

Ling Yaoyao stared blankly at Ming Haoxuan walking away, forced to suppress the sense of loss in her heart, and smiled self-mockingly: "That's fine, I will never expect too much from things that don't belong to me."

After Ming Haoxuan left Ziyu Garden, he went directly to Qingqing's place in Cuizhu Garden.

He also smiled wryly in his heart: It turns out that women are really not easy to pet.And I, let alone let this already incomplete heart get out of control.Women have no heart. Even if they have a heart, they will change at any time. They are not worthy of their own love, and they are not worthy of their true love.

Pushing open the door of Cuizhuyuan, Qingqing, who was sitting alone under the lamp, saw Ming Haoxuan coming, she was overjoyed, and a flower-like smile bloomed on her face, she went forward and said: "Your Majesty, why are you doing this?" Coming over soon?"
"Aren't you happy that the king is here?" Ming Haoxuan glanced at Qingqing lightly, his tone a little impatient, the unknown fire in his heart seemed to have nowhere to vent.

"The prince is here, of course Qingqing is happy, Qingqing is looking forward to the prince's arrival every day and night." Qingqing smiled sweetly, and threw herself into Ming Haoxuan's arms obediently: "It's just that the prince said he was going to see the princess. I thought the prince would not come tonight."

Just now when she came out of the Flower Hall, Qingqing coquettishly wanted to drag Ming Haoxuan to Cuizhu Garden, but Ming Haoxuan insisted on going to Purple Jade Garden to see what Ling Yaoyao was doing?Qingqing was feeling unhappy about this matter at this time, but she didn't expect that Ming Haoxuan would come again.For Qingqing, this is naturally an unexpected surprise.

"Don't mention that woman! You'll disappoint me!" Ming Haoxuan's face was covered with a layer of frost, thinking of Ling Yaoyao's indifferent push away just now, he felt depressed.

I don't know why?Thinking of such a person makes me feel very annoyed and irritable, but somehow, I always like to think of her.

"My lord, let Qingqing serve you well tonight..." Qingqing didn't ask any more questions knowingly, and gently stroked Ming Haoxuan's chest with her slender hands like green onions, and unbuttoned his gown for him.

Ming Haoxuan hugged Qingqing and collapsed on the bed without saying a word, Qingqing smiled seductively, his arms gently wrapped around Ming Haoxuan's neck, his delicate and charming face only showed an appearance of being picked by others.

"It's still Qingqing who understands the style the most." Ming Haoxuan chuckled, with Qingqing's delicate face printed on his lips.

(End of this chapter)