When he first ascended the throne, the first thing he did was arrange a marriage for Bai Yu. If Bai Yu hadn't come up with all sorts of excuses to refuse, he would have been trapped in the Heavenly Palace for his entire life.
"To be jealous of one's own son is one thing, but to hold a grudge against a stranger is another."
"How can a dignified Heavenly Emperor have such a small mind?"
She said dismissively, swirling her wine cup, her words as light as clouds.
Before her words had even faded, a strong arm had pinned her down, and she found herself enveloped in a broad embrace.
She grunted, pressing a hand against his chest, trying to break free from his arms. But he held her so tightly that she couldn't escape no matter how hard she struggled.
The man's body tensed, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered a heavy warning, "It depends on the person."
He had once believed himself to be magnanimous.
But when it came to the one he loved, he could not tolerate anyone else coveting her.
Even if another man glanced at her for too long, he would want to gouge out that man's eyes.
He could be lenient with anything else, but she was his alone.
He knew the taste of loss and recovery.
Therefore, he would not allow anyone to covet her.
Ye Ziling understood his unspoken meaning. She wrapped her arms around his neck, tilted her head slightly, and moved closer, gently biting his lips. She chuckled softly, "I belong to you, how can I escape?"
"Alternatively, in the next life, let me follow you. No matter how you treat me, I will never leave, alright?" she slowly said, parting her crimson lips.
This sentence was like a feather tickling the tip of his heart, making him unable to extricate himself.
A triumphant smile flickered across his handsome face, his thin lips curving into a beautiful arc. He kissed her forehead and chuckled, "I can't bear to."
Seeing his dazed expression, Ye Ziling's fingertips brushed his waist belt, and a black sash slid from his robes, causing the jade pendant and brocade pouch hanging at his waist to fall.
"Madam, are you...?"
He teased with a wicked grin, but before he could make a move, the person beneath him had already pressed their lips to his ear, their voice sending shivers down his spine, "Naturally, I'm throwing myself into your arms."
His body stiffened abruptly, a flame coursing through his lower abdomen, his readiness already palpable.
Just as they were lost in passion, a commotion arose from outside the boat, "The divine beast, the divine beast has gone mad..."
Hearing the familiar cry, Ye Ziling reflexively pushed the person on top of her away. She was about to draw her sword to go out when the shouts from outside the boat abruptly stopped.
"The divine beast is merely startled, there's no need for alarm."
A clear, cold male voice echoed from outside. Ye Ziling's gaze became thoughtful.
Is that... Bai Yu's voice?
Ling Xi's eyes widened; he too recognized the voice from the shore.
He raised an eyebrow and impatiently pressed his brow.
A nuisance.
Why did he have to show up now? Ruining his good time.
Just as Ye Ziling was about to step out to confirm, Ling Xi suddenly pulled her into his embrace, his hands tightly encircling her waist.
"My lady, there are monsters outside, I'm scared..." he murmured innocently, rubbing his chin against her neck, "Will you stay with me, my lady?"
Ye Ziling: "......"
Who exactly was afraid of whom? Why didn't he say he was scared before?
As her thoughts drifted, her dress was already being shed to the ground. A large hand traced its way up her waist, roaming around her midsection, skillfully unfastening her bodice.
Ripples spread across the river. Inside the boat, passion was boundless.
If there is reincarnation, I wish it to always be you.
End of the story—