SFS Chapter 388 Please come in
Chapter 388 Please come in
Murong Feng was not stupid enough to go and confront Yu Qingli directly. He believed that even if he went to Yu Qingli directly, she might not admit it. Besides, he still needed to think carefully about this matter.
It was a sunny day, and the gentle breeze blew away some of the winter chill, making people feel warm.
Murong Yanhui was in a good mood. He received an invitation from Yu Qingli early in the morning, asking him to go to the Zizhu Garden outside the palace for a chat. This was the first time that Yu Qingli took the initiative to ask him out. Although it was a bit unexpected, he was also very much looking forward to it.
"Changkong, could it be that Lili is finally ready to confess her love to me?"
Changkong, who is usually a man of few words, just rolled his eyes to the sky and thought to himself, Master, you are definitely overthinking this. Miss Yu must have other serious matters in mind when she asked you out.
But he didn't dare say these words to hurt his master. Seeing his master's happy face, he really couldn't bear to hit him.
"Changkong, since Lili said that I can go alone, you don't need to follow me. How about this, I give you a day off today?"
"Uh..." Changkong was speechless. As a secret guard, he really had no concept of taking a holiday. What's more, even if he had a holiday, what could he do?
However, since the master said so, he might as well pretend to give himself a day off.
After spending more than half an hour getting ready and dressed, Murong Yanhui finally got on the carriage that had been prepared long ago and drove towards the Purple Bamboo Garden outside the palace.
Purple Bamboo Garden, as the name suggests, is famous for the purple bamboos planted in the garden. It is an elegant place that is a favorite destination for literati and poets in the capital. It was originally just an abandoned garden, but later it was taken fancy to by a businessman who came from nowhere. He renovated it and turned it into a large restaurant. Although it is slightly inferior to the Qionglou, the number one building in the capital, it has become the first choice for literati and poets because of its elegant environment.
The layout of Zizhu Garden is also very interesting. It is not divided into one or two floors like a regular restaurant. Instead, it is divided into outer courtyard and inner courtyard like the courtyard of an ordinary wealthy family. There are seven or eight floors in total, and each floor is separated by a wall. It is surrounded by lush flowers, trees and bamboo forests. It is very quiet and private.
Many couples also like to meet privately in such places, so it is no wonder that Murong Yan would misunderstand that Yu Qingli wanted to confess her love to her and chose such an ambiguous place for no reason.
As soon as Murong Yanhui entered the Purple Bamboo Garden, a waiter came to greet her, "Your Majesty, the young lady is already waiting in the innermost private room."
Murong Yanhui was extremely curious. What was Lili up to? She was being so secretive. Was today a special day? It didn't seem like it was his birthday, nor did it seem like Lili's birthday.
Murong Yanhui followed the waiter all the way forward and soon arrived at the innermost private room of Zizhu Garden. Pushing open the carved wooden door, Murong Yanhui saw a woman sitting behind a bead curtain. The thick bead curtain made it difficult to see the woman's appearance, but her familiar clothes allowed Murong Yanhui to confirm her identity.
"Lili..."
Before he could finish his words, the door behind him was closed. Murong Yanhui thought to herself that something was wrong, and then she heard a "click" sound, and someone locked the door!
A hint of coldness flashed across Murong Yanhui's beautiful eyes. He asked the woman behind the beaded curtain, "Who are you?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Your Majesty. I'm not your sister!"
Yu Zhenzhen walked out from behind the bead curtain, wearing Yu Qingli's clothes. Even her outfit was exactly the same as Yu Qingli's.
Murong Yanhui calmed down when he saw her. He thought about the woman's purpose and found it a little ridiculous.
"So it's the Second Young Lady. I wonder why the Second Young Lady went to such great lengths to invite me here?"
Yu Zhenzhen felt a little depressed. She had gone to great lengths to get Murong Yan to come back, even using Yu Qingli's name. It seemed that King Yan was really devoted to Yu Qingli.
"Your Highness Prince Yan, don't worry. Zhenzhen invited you here because she has something to say."
"I'm very busy and don't have time to listen to your nonsense here." Murong Yan stood up and prepared to leave, but Yu Zhenzhen grabbed his sleeve.
Murong Yan looked back and saw that there was a hint of water in Yu Zhenzhen's slender eyes, as if she was about to cry in the next second.
Under normal circumstances, Murong Yanhui would have offered a few words of comfort to maintain his image of being gentle and considerate to women. However, at this moment, facing that tearful, pitiful face, Murong Yanhui felt only disgust. What on earth was this woman trying to do? Was she trying to seduce him?
"Your Highness Prince Yan, I actually asked you to come here today because of my sister's matter."
Murong Yanhui's expression was cold, but his steps paused. For Yu Qingli? He wanted to hear it. Seeing this, Yu Zhenzhen couldn't help but feel even more sad, and her heart began to waver. Would a man like this really marry her out of responsibility? Moreover, even if they did get married, would she really be happy?
But obviously, she no longer cared about so much. Even if she couldn't get his heart, getting him as a person was not bad. At least, in this way, Yu Qingli would not be able to stay with this man!
Murong Yan turned around, her cold gaze like ice, which made Yu Zhenzhen feel cold in her heart. She was waiting, waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect.
From the moment Murong Yanhui stepped into the room, he had already entered the game, but it would probably not be so easy to leave.
Yu Zhenzhen already felt a heat rising from her heart, causing her to lick her lips involuntarily. At the same time, she discovered that Murong Yanhui, who had originally had a stern expression, seemed to be beginning to lose his balance!
Murong Yanhui thought to himself that something was wrong. His mind told him that he must leave here as soon as possible, but his body refused to obey him. An inexplicable impulse was running through his blood, making him want to find an outlet to vent.
"Damn it! What did you do to me!"
Murong Yanhui grabbed Yu Zhenzhen's collar, but found that she had already climbed up to him softly, her eyes full of spring tides and her lips so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood.
Yu Zhenzhen took the initiative to wrap herself around Murong Yanhui's body, her slender fingers grasping his strong arms. Even her voice was soft and charming. "Your Highness, Zhenzhen likes you. From the first time I saw you, Zhenzhen has liked you."
"Go away!"
Murong Yanhui shook off his arm, and Yu Zhenzhen fell to the ground. His condition was not much better. His originally fair face was now showing an abnormal blush, and his already charming peach blossom eyes were slightly misty, revealing endless charm.
If he hadn't tried hard to suppress the impulse in his heart, at this moment, he would have almost overwhelmed the woman who came up to him.
No! I can't betray Lili!
Murong Yanhui told himself so with his remaining sanity. He tried to use his internal strength, but ended up spitting out blood.
Yu Zhenzhen was horrified and quickly got up from the ground to stop Murong Yanhui, "Your Highness, this is Li Renzui, don't force it, it will break your meridians!"
Murong Yanhui spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and sneered, "Even if my meridians were completely severed, I would not have sex with you!"
After Murong Yanhui finished speaking, he supported his shaky body, pushed Yu Zhenzhen aside, kicked the door open, and stumbled out.
Yu Zhenzhen wanted to catch up, but due to the effects of the medicine, her whole body was sore and weak, and she couldn't move. Her body was so hungry that she squirmed on the ground like a bitch in heat, trying to absorb some coolness from the ground, but it was of no use. The effects of the medicine in her body were not relieved at all.
Coincidentally, there was a carriage parked on a street not far from Zizhu Garden, and sitting in the carriage was Yu Qingli. She was called out by Murong Feng. They had originally agreed to meet at a calligraphy and painting shop next to Zizhu Garden, but he waited for a long time and did not see Murong Feng.
So Yu Qingli arbitrarily concluded that Murong Feng had stood her up, so she stopped waiting and got on the carriage to go back.
Who would have thought that just as Xiaoliu, who was accompanying him, was about to drive away, a familiar figure stumbled out of Zizhu Garden.
"Miss, it's the prince!" Xiaoliu was the first to see Murong Yanhui.
"I saw it, Qingjiu, go and bring him here!"
Qingjiu, who had always acted as Yu Qingli's secret guard, rushed out the moment she spoke. At the same time, Yu Qingli ordered Xiaoliu to drive the carriage to Murong Yanhui.
It happened almost in an instant. Before the people in Zizhu Garden could even figure out what was happening, Murong Yanhui was taken by Qingjiu to Yu Qingli's carriage and sped away.
On the other side, Murong Feng, who was supposed to meet Yu Qingli in the calligraphy and painting workshop, was temporarily brought to Zizhu Garden. As luck would have it, he saw Murong Yanhui rushing out. He couldn't help feeling curious, so he walked in the direction Murong Yanhui came out and saw a scene that made his blood boil.
Yu Zhenzhen's clothes were half open, and a pink bellyband wrapped around her beautiful body. Her jade-like skin was slightly pink, which made her look very attractive. Her already pretty face was now full of spring, which made her even more attractive.
Although Murong Feng was a little surprised, he was confused for a moment. For some unknown reason, he completely fell for her the moment Yu Zhenzhen climbed up to him.
A pair of purple candles flickered in the room, with a faint smoke curling around. From the big bed behind the beaded curtain, low humming and deep roaring could be heard from time to time.
On the other side, Murong Yanhui, who had been taken onto the carriage, tried hard to open his eyes. He felt dizzy, not knowing whether it was caused by forcing himself to practice martial arts. His body was tense, and it seemed as if there were countless beasts roaring inside him. At this moment, he urgently needed a woman.