Handsome Prince, Come to my Embrace

Ah Yu held onto the zither, and stopped at the doorstep for a while, but still walked over.

The huge cauldron, which was like a piece of jade, and the strings of the zither, which were like silver threads, were laid out horizontally on the stone table. This guqin was given to her by Leng Shaoyu.

Luo Shang would never forget that night. On the branch of the Moon Joyous Tree, radiance flowed in all directions.

At that moment, her young girl's heart was completely captured by him, and she was unable to extricate herself from this torturous scene. She still remembered every step and the sound of the bell on her feet.

Luo Shang slightly raised her head. Aside from the darkness, there were also a few strands of light muslin that scattered the clouds with the wind during the night, covering the moon that should have appeared.

She rolled up her sleeves and elegantly sat down. Her slender and smooth fingers brushed against the Silver Comet. It was so thin that even her touch felt her fingertips tingling.

Once, twice …

She slowly played the zither, and the soundless moon finally appeared. It hung high above a woman's head, using its desolation to strengthen her.

Bright rays of light penetrated through the scattered branches and leaves. The flourishing white gauze covering her body slowly floated up and down along with her gentle movements.

Her long black hair fluttered behind her back without any modifications, as if it was a cloud that had risen and disappeared into the sky. The soft hair fluttered chaotically behind her back, gently wiping away the pain on her face, as if it was trying to soothe the pain in her heart.

Ye Wen's eyebrows were raised and his eyes were indifferent. Inside, there was only the boundless radiance under the bright moon, and her eyes were covered by the sadness of the cage in the middle of the night. She had a tall and straight nose, light pink lips, and a pale, haggard face.

Her beautiful eyes were clear, and her fingertips were half extended and half closed as she leisurely played that song.

Leng Shaoyu played the melody for her before.

Phoenix-resting Chamber, the insect and the bird retreated, because they could not stand the mournful zither music, a song that made one feel drunk and depressed slowly spread above the tall walls.

It was a joyous music, the music of the bells and drums of the couple when they were playing. Only when he played this piece would he be able to see her. She also wanted to play it well, play out that kind of high and mighty calmness, play out that kind of deep and loving honeyed honey. However, the moment his fingertips touched the zither strings, every sound he made was this deep and worrisome.

Was it because her heart was too bitter, or because her emotions were too heavy?

That day, he elegantly held the zither for her, and she gracefully danced for him. She fell into his arms by mistake. The man pressed down on her, his eyes as gentle as the water in a moon spring, making people sink into depravity, never wanting to come out again.

He leaned on her and said arrogantly, "From now on, you are my woman."

Even though it was filled with possessive words, his words were extremely gentle. His palm caressed her cheek like a precious treasure that couldn't be touched by anyone.

At that moment, Luo Shang's heart had been completely melted by him to the point where not a drop of water remained.

He whispered in her ear, he said. He would give it to her. She wanted everything.

The moonlight shined down serenely and the warmth lingered on their bodies. It cut open two of the coldest ice mountains in the world …

But now, what could he do? If he knew earlier, why did he have to sink so deep into the abyss?

Luo Shang's watery eyes trembled as her vision turned blurry. She fused her emotions, and the sorrow in her heart, into the zither, making the already mournful zither sound even more miserable.

Give me everything I want.

But what I want, you can't give in a lifetime.

In the end, the tears still flowed down. They didn't flow down her face. Not only did it hurt her feelings, it also made her feel weak.

A single teardrop dripped onto the zither string beneath her fingertip. It was torn apart by the fine strings and scattered into beads. This made the song feel even more desolation and despair.

The surrounding air was heavy and cold, and the moon was gradually fading away.

Her slender finger fell on the zither and she slowly withdrew it. She slowly lifted her beautiful eyes and faced him with her clear and icy face. With a gentle smile, she softly said, "I knew you would come."

Because you can't bear to miss any chance to have Yue.

The wind blew the surrounding trees, it was dark, the man had his hands behind his back, he was tall and straight, just like the trees here, he couldn't feel the cold, what was warmth. Because he was ruthless, he did not understand.

He lightly knitted his brows, his eyes that were as dark and cold as always were currently as deep as the abyss of a dragon. No one knew what he was thinking, and it was even more impossible for them to guess what he was thinking.

His thin lips did not rise up, nor did he sink down. His yellow brown and milky-white long clothes made him look extremely noble. His entire body emitted an aura that could not be touched by anyone.

He stood there, looking at her with his deep eyes.

Luo Shang laughed, she stood up gracefully once again, the white and smooth muslin was translucent, as though she was an immortal. Her body was soft, and with light steps, she slowly walked towards him.

She was like a block of ice, so cold. Why did she have to put on such a fiery appearance?

Until she got close, the man didn't say a word. Every step she took near him, Luo Shang could feel her entire body emitting a dark coldness, this coldness freezing her to the core.

She tried her best to keep her emotions down as she calmly looked at him. She gently smiled and said, "The wind is blowing strongly outside. Let's enter the house."

The man frowned even more, but he still didn't speak. He merely walked into the room by himself, leaving the arm she had helped him up with.

Luo Shang looked at him blankly, he hated him so much now, and that was good too, was this not what she wanted? But why, her heart was in pain, in pain …

She slowly closed the door and walked towards the man sitting at the table.

The muslin outlined her graceful figure like a snowflake. No one would be willing to let her melt just like that as she was destroyed.

Luo Shang smiled, and poured a cup of tea for him.

Looking at the exquisite cup and the sweet fragrance of the tea, Leng Shaoyu was unable to suppress the anger in his heart. He pulled her over, ignoring the fact that the tea was dripping all over her, his big hands tightly gripped her sharp lower jaw as he stared at her with his dark and cold eyes.

"Chilling words, eyes full of complicated darkness." Don't think This King doesn't know what you're planning. "

His voice lingered in her ears for a long time, and under his confinement, Luo Shang frowned slightly, then smiled lightly.

Calm and composed, this was her.

Leng Shaoyu released the hand that was squeezing her lower jaw, and then, the big hand around his waist tightened and tightened, as he sneered. Why do you think this king will help you? "

Luo Shang laughed and spoke in a carefree manner. Based on what I know of my value to Prince Jin. "

He had said that the only value she had was to please him with her body.

Leng Shaoyu's sharp eyes were like that of a demon from hell, black coloured with bloody thorns. The palm around her waist did not loosen its grip, and with its other hand, it grabbed onto her shoulder.

He forcefully kissed her lips. He did not have the slightest bit of desire, nor did he have any feelings for her. Only his outburst.

Luo Shang did not struggle, nor did she cooperate. She was like a puppet that did not resist, and allowed him to manipulate her.

After venting his anger enough, Leng Shaoyu finally left her lips, there was a taste of her blood in his mouth, the strength in his hand on his shoulder was strong, he knew that Luo Shang was only enduring.

But the more she did this, the more he wanted to destroy her.

How much he wanted to see her when he heard this song, how he could forgive her even once if she would bow her head to him.

But this woman, she only thought of Luo Family, how could she be so ruthless? Other than Luo Family, how could she have thought of him?

Situ Jingyu said that she probably wanted to see him because of Luo Family. In Luo Shang's heart, there had never been a place for him. What she cared about, was whether or not she could obtain it with her pride.

It was just —

The strength behind his hand made Luo Shang frown in pain, but she still hung a fake smile on the corner of her lips.

Leng Shaoyu looked at her, his black eyes slowly turning demonic. As he approached her, his chest that was burning hot was ice-cold, and just like that, it filled her body in a neither cold nor hot manner.

"I can help you."

He pursed his lips into a smile of sarcasm and half-closed his deep eyes. "However, I want to see whether or not you're still worth this price!"

His heartless words caused Luo Shang to be terrified, and her back felt a wave of coldness.

His fingers moved restlessly over her body, exposing a large area of smooth skin at her neck. He did not stop, just untied her clothes just like that.

Luo Shang bit her lips, she closed her eyes and fell silent, then her body suddenly soared into the air, after which the man immediately threw her onto the bed, as he pressed his body down towards her.

They were so close to each other, their hearts were so close, why was it that they couldn't even see each other clearly from such a close distance …

Luo Shang's eyes became moist, as she listened carefully to his heavy breathing.

Just as the man was about to take off the front of her dress.

"Wait."

Leng Shaoyu stopped and looked at her, not expecting the woman below him to push him away and sit up.

She continued to smile indifferently and said gently to him, "I'll do it myself."

She began to untie the belt at her waist.

Leng Shaoyu's cold face instantly darkened, like a horrendous black cloud coming down from below the city walls. His originally cold eyes had already turned to ice, and his brows were furrowed into black lines, as if he was breathless.

He watched Luo Shang take off the outer muslin on her body, and watched as she slowly untied the ribbons covering her chest.

If it were in the past, he would play around with this woman with pride and interest, mocking her. But now, other than anger, he also felt heartache for her.

"Enough!"

"I said enough!" He let out a furious roar. The black hair on his forehead suddenly appeared, and his voice penetrated the entire room.

He held Luo Shang's hand and looked at her with dark eyes. Other than toward Luo Family, don't you have any feelings for this king? "

Her heart ached. Listening to him ask that, her heart really did hurt. Her feelings for him were so deep, why couldn't he see it?

"Yes." Luo Shang replied indifferently.

In the blink of an eye, her beautiful, shining eyes met his, and she said, "But now, it's gone."

Leng Shaoyu slowly released her hand. Without saying another word, he turned and got off the bed, only to hear her cry out from behind him.

"You said before that you would save Luo Family."

The man frowned, then slammed the door and left.

Luo Shang pinched the corner of her blanket and laughed...