The Slender Waist-Chapter 713 - 513: Do As One Pleases_3

"Feng Shi Er Niang, you despicable woman, despicable woman!"

"Someone! Someone come! I want to see the Prince of Yonghuai, I want to see Pei Jue, I, I want to see my brother!"

As Feng Yun stepped out of the hall, she could still hear Li Sangruo’s hysterical cries.

The two guards looked at her, hesitating to step forward and ask for instructions.

"Princess, what should we do?"

Feng Yun chuckled lightly, giving Xiaoman a look and spoke indifferently, "When her throat is hoarse from shouting, she’ll stop. Don’t worry."

Xiaoman slipped a few large coins their way.

"Brothers, have some drinks."

The guards were so flattered they nearly knelt down.

"This servant understands, understands."

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Returning from Fangyun Hall, Feng Yun was in high spirits.

These past few days had been chaotic, and she hadn’t had the chance to bath properly. Taking advantage of Pei Jue’s absence, she indulged in a luxurious bath, and when she emerged, Xiaoman had already made the bed.

Soft and fragrant.

Beautiful indeed.

She guessed Pei Jue must also be furious today and wouldn’t return tonight; she planned to sleep early to rejuvenate and brace herself for the next storm.

Anger is borne by others, but one’s body must be nurtured by oneself.

She wouldn’t mistreat herself anymore.

When it got cold in the middle of the night.

As she half-dozed off to grab a blanket, a large hand wrapped around her waist, and a tall figure enveloped her, his warm breath caressing her ear.

"Today was my fault."

Feng Yun shivered awake. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Coming back in the middle of the night to apologize?

Has Pei Gou lost his mind?

She looked up at him.

Behind the screen, a lantern cast a hazy light, illuminating Pei Jue’s face with its amber glow, his chiseled cheeks seemed to be haloed, the velvety details visible, yet his eyes remained obscure.

"Your Highness, what is the meaning of this? You’re tormenting me."

Pei Jue didn’t speak but leaned down to kiss her.

Feng Yun, already sensitive, was agitated from being woken from sleep, and cursed softly under her breath as she endured his advances.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

"Yaoyao." Pei Jue’s voice was ragged, his gaze chilling as he steadied her jaw, his dark eyes penetrating, "I am greedy. We agreed to take what we needed; I should not have overstepped."

So, leaving for such a long while, this is what he comes up with?

Feng Yun didn’t know whether to laugh or be angry.

She smoothed her disheveled hair which he had tousled, feeling a surge of emotions within her chest that she struggled to suppress.

"Lowering yourself so humbly, one might think I’m some enchantress reincarnated, seducing the king, ready to be burned at stake..."

Pei Jue bent down, silencing her with a kiss.

As Feng Yun’s breath became disordered to the point of struggling for air, he lifted his head, separating them.

He gently straightened her hair, his voice tired yet domineering.

"Don’t ever speak of death again."

Feng Yun: "..."

Staring into his deep, ink-like eyes, she held back a torrent of complaints.

But her face was hot and breath short, how could she speak?

This man, kissing as if to kill, so infuriating.

"Lady Yun." Pei Jue took her hand, his voice husky, "To show my sincerity, tonight I am at your disposal."

Having been married so long, how could Feng Yun not understand his intent?

Pei Gou, such a hypocrite.

Once lust muddled his mind, reason fled.

Feng Yun blinked, obligingly replied, "Didn’t you say that I used you?"

Pei Jue took her into his scorching embrace, tilting his head to gently bite her pale, slender neck, pressing his heated body against hers.

"I am yours, to do with as you please."

Feng Yun lay in bed, facing those crazed eyes swirling with desire, breathing noticeably ratcheting up, almost swept away by the surge of emotions.

At the end, who is truly doing as they please?