The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

With the moist touch came from her lips, Murong Xue only felt a “boom” in her head. She suddenly widened her eyes and saw only the elegant face of Ouyang Shaochen close at hand. His dark eyes seemed to have surging waves rolling!

She was surprised and tried to push Ouyang Shaochen away.

Ouyang Shaochen unhurriedly grabbed her wrist. His jade-like hand seemed to contain infinite strength, with a gentle grab, her arm could not move at all, and she could only randomly stretch her legs to kick him.

Ouyang Shaochen avoided her attack, pressed her against the high wall beside her, devouring her soft lips violently, snatching deeply the doughy aroma peculiar to young girls.

The storm-like kiss suddenly knocked Murong Xue’s soul into pieces. Ouyang Shaochen’s faint ink and bamboo fragrance filled every part of her lips, making her nearly unbearable.

Her mind was blank, her breathing was rapid, her heart nearly stopped, she struggled hard and beat him severely.

Ouyang Shaochen looked at her purples and rosy cheeks as if nothing had happened. His eyes flashed with smiles and then he took a bit on her lips.

Feeling sharp ache, Murong Xue’s mouth instantly filled with faint rust smell, she snorted with pain and pushed away Ouyang Shaochen. She raised her sleeve to wipe her lips. Blood was tinged on her pale blue satin. Her eyes were burning with anger and she glared at Ouyang Shaochen fiercely, “What were you doing?”

Looking at her angry little face and red lips, Ouyang Shaochen’s inky pupils filled with emotions. He bent up his mouth with a smile, “Didn’t you meet your lover late at night? If you don’t leave a mark, how could you prove that?”

His cold voice with a strong sarcasm let Murong Xue lower her eyes. The burning pain from her lips was a silent reminder of what had happened to her just now.

She was accidentally introduced into the trap. Only after a narrow escape did she get rid of it.  Before she could catch her breath, she met the annoying Ye Yichen. When she finally got rid of the nuisance, Ouyang Shaochen came to scold her and made sarcastic remarks about her. Why was she being treated so unfairly?

Suddenly, her dark eyes grew red and were filled with tears. She glared at Ouyang Shaochen bitterly with her watery eyes, “I don’t want to see you anymore!” With these words, she turned around and ran forward without looking back.

Her slender figure faltered. Ouyang Shaochen was alarmed by the sad and desperate look on her face. He quickly caught up with her and stretched out his hand to hold her arm, “Where are you going?”

“None of your business!” Murong Xue cast aside him ferociously and ran forward quickly.

Feeling greasy and sticky in his hands, Ouyang Shaochen bowed his head and saw a bloodstain in his palm, bright red and harsh, with a faint rust scent lingering on the tip of his nose. He suddenly realized something and hurried forward, holding Murong Xue firmly, “Your arm is bleeding.”

“Won’t die,” Murong Xue said grumpily. She shook her arm hard to break free Ouyang Shaochen. However, Ouyang Shaochen’s hand seemed to grow on her arm and could not be shaken off.

“You’re too weak to bleed any more.” Ouyang Shaochen said faintly. His hand grabbed her sleeve and tore it hard. With a rip, half of her sleeve was torn off, revealing her white and porcelain arm.

“What were you doing?” Murong Xue thundered, her eyes burning with rage, waved her hand to hit the man.

Ouyang Shaochen sidled gently to avoid her attack. He took out a small porcelain jar, opened the lid and sprinkled the powder on her wound, “Your wound is very deep. If you don’t apply the powder onto your arm, it will leave scars…”

“You have too much in charge!” Murong Xue said grumpily and she suddenly exerted herself to withdraw her arm.

Ouyang Shaochen’s handsome face was slightly gloomy. He dragged her into his arms with a strong pull. His dark eyes glowed with solemn, “Stop acting like a child, I’ll help you with the ointment…”

“Acting like a child? Me? This is my arm. I have the final say on whether to apply the ointment or not.” Murong Xue said angrily, pulling back her arm.

Ouyang Shaochen tightened her waist with his long arm, then pressed her wound with his fingertips.

“Ah!” Murong Xue screamed. Her little face was pale and bloodless. She beat Ouyang Shaochen with her fist, “What the hell? It hurts!”

“You can still feel the pain? If you don’t apply the ointment, you will really hurt to death.” Ouyang Shaochen said grumpily, grabbed her injured arm and slowly applied the ointment on her arm.  The sharp pain when the powder was sprinkled on the wound was like countless fine needles sticking hard on the skin. Murong Xue took a breath and sweats seeped from her forehead.

“Endure it, it will soon stop hurting.” Ouyang Shaochen comforted her softly and sprinkled the powder evenly on her arm.  As coolness seeped into her wound, the pain was slowly expelled. The faint scent of medicine lingered on her nose tip, clear and cool, and the scent of blood in the air was slowly dispelled.

Ouyang Shaochen took out a white silk handkerchief from his sleeve and gently bandaged her wound. The silk handkerchief was fumigated with medicine, making her arms feel cool and comfortable.

Murong Xue gently wobbled her arm. Apart from the slight pain, there was little discomfort. She glared at Ouyang Shaochen and said, “Thank you very much.”

“Well,” looking at her awkward little face, Ouyang Shaochen thought for a moment and said in a low voice, “What is going on between you and him?”

Murong Xue didn’t like hanging out at night, and Ye Yi Chen was clearly not a gentleman. Therefore, he would be angry when he saw the two cuddling together in the street.

“It’s all because of Qin Yuyan.” Murong Xue snorted angrily, recounting the cause and effect of the incident. In the end, she added maliciously, “Ye Yichen has humiliated me so much. Even if all the men in this world are dead, I will not fall in love with him. Even if we stand close, there would be a reason. Please don’t guess we are dating again.”

Ouyang Shaochen’s eyes flashed unnaturally. Ye Yichen had a ten-year engagement with her. He knew more or less of her heart and love for him.

Ye Yi chen did not know how to cherish her and demoted her as a concubine. In a fit of pique, she cut off her relationship with Ye Yichen.

However, Ye Yichen suddenly changed his mind and took care of her with care and consideration. Ouyang Shaochen feared that she would change her mind. Therefore, he was so angry when he saw them cuddling closely together.

“In this life, you two will never have any intersection?” Ouyang Shaochen inquired with uncertainty.

“Even if we have an intersection, we will not be entangled with each other.” Murong Xue said word by word, her eyes shining with a dignified look never seen before.

“I’d be glad!” Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, and his mouth curved with an imperceptible smile.