Chapter 177: Jun Li Returns Home

ll, he was her most beloved man. Lan Xinyu couldn't bear it, she just tapped his acupoints for sleep. She had never imagined that one day she would fight him with blades."Have you been deceiving me al...They had thought that even if Su Huai Tian was punished, it would only be a confinement of one or two months at most, but they had never imagined that Su Cheng Ming would directly strip him of his prince status in a fit of anger!

Not only the crowd, even Su Qingying and Su Ziyi were somewhat surprised.

How could they possibly know To Su Chengming, Su Qingying was the apple of his eye. This Su Huaitian daring to lay eyes on her was undoubtedly crossing his line!

"No! No! Father, my son knows he was wrong. Please, for the sake of Mother Consort, spare my life this time! You can't strip me of my princely status! Father, please have mercy and forgive me!"Upon hearing that Su Chengming intended to revoke his princely status, Su Huitian felt as if he had been plunged into an ice cave. He disregarded everything else and frantically kowtowed for forgiveness, tears and snot mixing on his face.

Su Qingying stood beside Su Ziyi with a cold and indifferent expression. Her obsidian eyes glittered with chilling light, unmoved by anything around her.

Humph, he really got off easy.

"Where are the Imperial Forest Guards!" Su Chengming was too lazy to listen to his pleas anymore. A terrifying coldness appeared on his handsome face, and he directly called for the Imperial Forest Guards.

"Your Majesty, your servant is here!"

"Take this traitor down and expel him from the palace at once!" Those words were almost a death sentence for Su Huai Tian.

"Yes!" Two guards stepped forward, ignoring Su Huai Tian's shouts and dragging him away naked.

The vast side hall was once again silent. Su Chengming glanced at the tear-stricken Marquis Jiangning, and let out a sigh, “Marquis Jiang, today’s events are my fault. I promise you, I will do everything in my power to have the imperial physician cure your beloved daughter’s illness.”

No matter what, they are to blame for this.

"The old minister bows to Your Majesty."

With such a thing happening at the esteemed Hundred Flowers Assembly, no one had the heart to continue. As a result, the Hundred Flowers Assembly dispersed early.

Su Qingying took a bath and lay on the bed in Chao Yang Palace. For some reason, her whole body felt feverish. Her white undergarment was loose and hung loosely on her body, revealing the scarlet bellyband underneath.

"Hot... so hot... What did Ji Yan'er give me to drink The aftereffects of the medicine are so intense!" Su Qingying knew exactly why her body was experiencing this unusual heat.

What the hell! This is the third time she's been lucky enough to be drugged!

Her cheeks were flushed, a delicate pink blooming on her alabaster skin. Her full, ruby lips parted slightly, releasing warm puffs of breath. Her phoenix eyes, dark and glistening like polished jewels, seemed veiled with a mist of crystal clarity, captivating the very soul.

"Mmm... It's hot..." Su Qingying bit her lower lip tightly, trying to prevent herself from unconsciously uttering that shy sound.

"Ying'er." In the midst of the heat, Su Qingying seemed to vaguely hear that low, deep, and magnetic voice that belonged solely to Jun Liye.

"Alì, Alì, is that you" Su Qingying didn't know if it was the effect of the aphrodisiac, but she seemed to have truly seen Jun Liye's face.

"Ying'er, why are you so hot all over" Looking down at her alluring yet demure appearance, Jun Liye's blood-red eyes deepened slightly.

I didn't expect that as soon as I reached out to touch her forehead, she grabbed my hand and whispered seductively, "Arli, I'm so hot, I'm so hot, someone drugged me, Arli..."

"Who! Who dares to touch my woman" At these words, Jun Liye's eyes flashed with terrifying rage.

“Arlie, I’m so hot, save me…” Su Qingying was so hot that she couldn't bear it anymore. She got up directly from the bed and threw Jun Liye under her. Thinking of her beloved man, she simply didn't care about anything anymore, biting and nibbling at his thin lips.

Jun Liye was already captivated by her alluring appearance, and he couldn't withstand her ardent advances. In no time, she ignited a fire within him. He struggled to contain his intense desire for her, his voice hoarse as he said, "Ying'er, if you stop now, you might still be able to control it. But if you continue, I can't guarantee what will happen."

“Grass, Jun Liye, what are you dawdling about Can you do it or not I'm almost cooked to death! If you can't, just lie there, this old lady will do it herself!” Su Qingying looked impatiently unsatisfied, riding on top of Jun Liye and starting to rip at his clothes.

"Ying'er, this is what you asked for!" Jun Liye was so enraged by her question "Will it work or not" that his face turned black. He gritted his teeth fiercely, turned around and pinned her beneath him. His thin lips accurately covered her alluring red lips, and began to conquer with passion.

He had originally wanted to keep their first night until the wedding day, but it seemed like he wouldn't have to wait that long!

A hot and heavy kiss rained down on Su Qingying's face, her neck, leaving behind one after another ambiguous marks that belonged only to Jun Liye on her snow-white skin.

"Ying'er, relax, don't be afraid, I've got you." Jun Liye leaned down slightly, his warm thin lips gently rolling over her lip, murmuring softly and soothingly. Unknowingly, Su Qingying was completely immersed in his tender and lingering kiss.

Jun Liye gently tucked the stray strands of silver hair from her cheeks behind her ear. His blood-red eyes, burning with a fervent light, suddenly spoke, "Ying'er, do you still remember the Seventy-Two Styles of Spring Palace Diagram you gave to this king"

Um...The Seventy-Two Positions of the Spring Palace!

Su Qingying suddenly shuddered, swallowing hard.

Holy crap! This jerk still remembers this!

"Alì, I was just kidding..." Crying my eyes out!

Hearing this, Jun Li's stunningly handsome face bloomed into an extremely brilliant smile. His voice was very soft, so soft that Su Qingying’s heart trembled, “It’s a pity, this king truly has.”

" Su Qingying choked back a sob, tears streaming down her face. "

One digs the hole, one jumps in even with tears!

The red curtain fell, the red candle extinguished, leaving only a room full of enchanting beauty...

The next day, the sun was blazing high in the sky. To her surprise, Xi'er didn't come to wake her up that evening.

After last night's intense battle, Su Qingying was exhausted, like a dead fish, lying in bed without even the strength to move a finger.

Thinking about last night's seventy-two styles, Su Qingying felt an urge to cover her face and cry.

Damn! This Jun Liye is simply not human! His combat power is absolutely insane, just like his martial arts!

She had fainted countless times last night. She finally woke up, only to be rendered unconscious again by him! If she wasn't a martial arts practitioner herself, her delicate waist would have been broken for sure!

I'm still shaking like hell, crying my eyes out!

"Ying'er, you're awake Come over and have some porridge. You don't have much energy, you need to replenish yourself." Jun Liye sat at the rosewood carved round table in the inner room with a radiant smile. She was sipping her hot porridge leisurely. Seeing her wake up, she even raised her beautiful long eyebrows at her.

“Get out of here!” Su Qingying gritted her teeth in response to the blatant provocation from this scoundrel, and with a flick of her wrist, she picked up a jade pillow and hurled it. “It’s unfair! Why, while we both had a sleepless night, you look like you’ve been injected with chicken blood, I on the other hand am exhausted and feel like a dead fish”

"Well, that's a good question. Why don't you and I discuss it further" Jun Liye easily caught the jade pillow she threw him, looking at her with an ambiguous gaze.ling with starlight, shining brilliantly.She never thought that being held by Jun Li Ye like an octopus would make it hard to fall asleep. Who knew that leaning against his chest, listening to his eve...