Handsome Prince, Come to my Embrace

Early in the morning, in a room at the highest floor of Water Moon Restaurant, a dozen or so maids were kneeling on the floor, holding delicious food in their hands. They looked pitifully at the woman standing in front of the window, as cold as ice.

"Miss, please eat something. If you don't, the master will be angry."

"Miss, please eat more or less." The maidservants earnestly advised her.

The white robe fluttered to the ground like a thin veil of snow. The gentle breeze that blew in gently blew like ripples in a calm lake. Her face was elegant and elegant, with an indescribable beauty and aura of immortality. Her eyes stared out of the window at the white clouds and blue sky in the distance. However, his expression was cold and indifferent. It was as pure as ice and snow, and even more so, like frost.

Dark, long and slender brows, like a painting, between the eyebrows left with a faint sadness, but could not hide her noble elegance.

The gentle wind brushed against her pale cheeks. Her hair fluttered in a mess, and her flowing long hair fell behind her. She did not say anything. The maids were at a loss as to how to comfort her for rejecting her coldness.

"Miss Luo, you …"

"Get out." she said flatly.

The maidservants stared eagerly at the dishes being carried away. They hadn't even finished their meal yet, but if their master saw them, he would definitely be angry. This woman was born to be favored by her master, but why was she so proud and aloof?

The maidservants did not dare disobey, and obediently withdrew themselves. Just as they exited the room, they were met with a man walking in. He glanced at the untouched delicacies, but his mood did not change. With a smile, he said, "Leave all of this behind."

"But the lady, she …" Seeing the smile in the man's eyes, the maidservants nodded their heads. "Yes." He then arranged the dishes on the table in an orderly manner and left the room.

Leng Mufei elegantly picked up the swallow nest on the table and walked towards the woman at the window.

"No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is still no match for This King. Just look at me. "Come, eat it first." Leng Mufei held the bowl in one hand, and lightly blew on it a few times with his other hand, and then brought it to Luo Shang's lips.

In the eyes of a man, her dodging and loathing were merely the occasional outbursts of temper that a little girl would occasionally release. Towards Luo Shang, he was still very patient.

He smiled playfully and said with an evil tone: "Could it be that you don't want this king to feed you with my hands and want to change it to something new?"

Luo Shang was a little angry, but more so cold and indifferent as she frowned at him.

The man shrugged his shoulders as if nothing had happened, looking like a scoundrel.

Luo Shang didn't have a good expression on her face as she looked at him coldly. She didn't want to stay any longer and turned around to leave, but she was grabbed by the man and pulled into her embrace.

He leisurely sat down, and also forced Luo Shang to sit on top of his legs. He forcefully scooped up a spoonful of fragrant bird's nest and stuffed it into her mouth.

"With an evil grin on her face, her fingertips were filled with gentleness as she wiped away the remaining juice around her lips." "Good girl."

Leng Mufei raised his chin and looked at her. His simple and elegant long clothes were as fair as her skin, and his beautiful face was as bright as the moon. Those eyes were so familiar. They were originally pure and beautiful, but they always gave off a seductive charm, making people want to have her.

His gentle eyes unknowingly had lust in them, he carried Luo Shang and walked straight to the bed, ignoring her struggles, he leaned over and kissed her cherry lips, his passion sticking close to her coldness, but it did not melt the woman beneath him.

Leng Mufei kissed her neck and went all the way down, his hand tightly holding onto Luo Shang's hands, and his other hand impatiently untied the front of her clothes.

"Leng Mufei, let go of me, you shameless —"

At this moment, the man only thought about how he could get her. He didn't even consider the feelings of the woman below him. He only wanted her. For some reason, every time he saw Luo Shang, he had a special feeling.

"So if I touch you, it's shameless? What about him? Wasn't he shameless? Could it be that you want to defend him like jade and reunite with him? " He sneered. I would like to see if your body is that honest. "

He tore open her collar and kissed her large, bare skin. Her collarbone was mesmerizing, mesmerizing.

No matter how much the woman below him struggled and cursed, he disapproved and continued to do what he wanted to do. When Luo Shang's exposed shoulders revealed the deep scar, he suddenly frowned.

Right at this moment, Luo Shang broke free from his restraints and pushed the man away. She hurriedly got off the bed, her clothes were in disarray and her feet were in pain.

Seeing her fall to the ground, Leng Mufei worriedly walked over, and wanted to help her up, but then, he slapped his face fiercely.

This slap was very loud, startling the birds in the cage as they flapped their wings.

The man's body froze for a moment. His gaze slowly turned back to her. His pale face was helpless and pitiful. She didn't shed a single tear, but even so, it made him unable to stop. It made his heart ache even more.

Leng Mufei wasn't angry at her. On the contrary, compared to all of these, he was more concerned about the numerous scars on Luo Shang's body. With such a deep scar that looked like it was being whipped, it was unknown how many more places there were on her body.

He reached out his hand to her, and when he met those resentful eyes, he hesitantly and slowly withdrew his hand. His heart was filled with pain, but he had to ask, "Do you still love him for rejecting me like this?"

The woman curled up, her hands tightly clutching the collar of her shirt. The man tore off her clothes, but her hands would fall if she loosened them a little, causing her eyelashes to tremble. A pair of watery eyes drooped down, not even looking at him.

Without his answer, Leng Mufei half squatted in front of her and moved towards her. This movement caused Luo Shang to retreat cautiously, the teacup on the table shook and fell to the ground, the boiling tea water splashed onto Luo Shang's curled up legs, she only bit his lips and endured the pain.

Seeing her this way, with such a strong reaction, Leng Mufei really didn't know what to do, what to do with her. Did she really love that man that much? However, at this moment, he wasn't jealous, but rather felt pain in his heart.

Leng Mufei grumpily carried the woman on the ground. He only wanted to see if she had been scalded and that was all, but Luo Shang's reaction made his heart feel really depressed.

Luo Shang picked up a broken fragment from the ground. Leng Mufei was afraid that she would be injured, so in a moment of desperation, he immediately let go of her and said helplessly: "I won't touch you, quickly put it down."

Seeing the eye-piercing red blood flowing down from the center of her palm, Leng Mufei's brows knitted even more tightly. He stood up, and only looked at her silently, without saying another word.

"Luo Shang?" Leng Mufei carried Luo Shang who was on the ground, his large palm caressed her cheeks as he was burning with anxiety.

Several hours passed …

After coughing twice, the woman opened her eyes weakly. Her voice was very tight, as if she was on fire. She felt very uncomfortable, she didn't even have tears to cry, she only stared blankly at the curtain.

"Miss, you've woken up. Quickly drink this medicine. Master is very worried about you." Seeing that she had woken up, the servant girl heaved a sigh of relief. She then looked at the servant girl beside her and signaled her to hurry and report to her master.

Luo Shang turned her face away.

The maid sighed. The doctor looked at it and said, "Young lady, your body has been very weak recently, which is why you fainted. Quickly drink the medicine."

"Miss Luo …" The maidservant was so anxious that she stomped her feet.

Just as he was worrying about what to do, he heard a man's voice coming from the door. "Give me the medicine."

The maidservant obediently passed the medicine to the man and then closed the door.

Holding the Medicine Bowl, his breathing was very heavy, and his footsteps seemed to become heavier, as he walked closer and closer to Luo Shang. After he walked over, Luo Shang vigilantly sat up, and looked at the clothes on her body that had been changed. She opened her eyes wide, and heard him speak first: "I ordered them to change clothes." It was as if he was the same as Leng Shaoyu, able to see through everything.

Hearing that, Luo Shang's pupils gradually contracted, and she turned her face away again, not looking at him.

Leng Mufei sat on the bedside, he looked deeply at Luo Shang, at her lower abdomen, a myriad of complex emotions flashed past his eyes. As if he were less gentle, he said, "When you're well, I'll let you go."

It wasn't the first time he went back on his words, so Luo Shang turned her head to look at him before turning her head away.

The man bitterly smiled, scooped up a spoonful of medicine from his bowl and said in an indifferent tone, "What This King said is true. As soon as you're well, I'll let you go. Although I will let you go, you must promise me that I will never see him again in this life. Can you do it? "

could not help but chuckle. His eyes fell on the Medicine Bowl in his hands, signalling her to stop.

Luo Shang didn't even think as she snatched the Medicine Bowl and gulped it down.

"Drink slowly." As Leng Shaoyu watched her resolutely consume the medicine, a cold glint flashed past his eyes. The hand he had clenched into a fist slowly relaxed as the medicine consumed it.

No matter what, he would not let Luo Shang give birth to Leng Shaoyu's child.

In this lifetime, even if he couldn't obtain this woman, she definitely could not belong to that man.

Leng Shaoyu loved Luo Shang, he had done too many things for Luo Shang that others did not know about, and could not understand, thus she could not understand his love. Leng Mufei wanted to see Leng Shaoyu fall into depression one step at a time, and bring about his own destruction.

The doctor said that Luo Shang was already more than a month pregnant, but she was too sad, so she temporarily did not have any symptoms of pregnancy, including that she did not know herself.

It was taking advantage of this time, to ensure that she would beat the child in her womb and not allow her to give birth to Leng Shaoyu's child.

What she drank was the abortion drug.

In order to not let her see, Leng Mufei had instructed all of the other doctors to heal his as well. They could not hurt her body, but they had to get rid of the child in her womb without her noticing. As long as Luo Shang drinks for a few more days, before a month passes, even if her child does not flow, he will still be stillborn.

Luo Shang drank all the medicine, she wiped her lips and gave the bowl to him.

Leng Mufei received it and placed the Medicine Bowl to the side. Luo Shang, even if one day you will hate me, I will still do this.

He took out a gold bottle from his sleeve and pulled up the blanket that was covering Luo Shang's body. Seeing her hastily trying to dodge, he explained, "I really want to do something, I don't have to wait until now. If you want to leave this place quickly, then obediently listen to my arrangements. "

Luo Shang retracted her hand and watched as he pulled away the blanket. Her hand slowly lifted her skirt, all the way to her knees.

Her fair legs were smooth and smooth, and her snow-like skin was creamy. It made people feel an urge to do so. However, in that flawless and flawless place, there were countless needle marks all over the place. Her skin had congealed quite quickly and it was really a mystery how she had endured this kind of sin.

He was so sorry for her that he frowned.

"Does he know?" he asked suddenly.

After a moment of hesitation, Luo Shang shook her head. Does Leng Shaoyu know if it still matters?

Leng Mufei poured the medicine into his hands. Even when he wanted to help her wipe it off, she was still unwilling to do so. Under his helplessness, the man could only give the medicine to her. This medicine could remove scars the best, and could also treat wounds in her body. However, no matter how quickly her body healed, the wounds on her heart would never be healed.

"Obediently take your medicine these few days. There's a sparrow platform in Water Moon Restaurant. Don't you like to dance? I'll take you there when you're better." He fondled her hair.

However, the woman became silent. The sadness in her eyes became even stronger. Her dull eyes became empty and her eyelashes slowly sank.

Her feet, were they still okay …