After Kicking Over the Scumbag, the Whole City Wants to Marry Me-Chapter 471: A Stranger: Xiang King Dream Goddess No Heart 04

Huai An awkwardly retreated from the room.

Standing at the door, he heaved a long sigh. He didn't expect that after years of separation, the girl had grown so big and even got married.

Zhao Changdu, against his habit, didn't sleep all night. As soon as he closed his eyes, it was the shy look of that girl in his dreams.

The news that she liked Jiang Yin spread throughout Bianjing. After all, she had grown up and found the man of her heart. Regardless of anything, she wanted to marry the man she loved. That was just like her character.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth as the icy wind pierced his bones like icicles.

He sat under the lone lamp and thought all night, removing her from his mind.

After this incident, for more than half a month, the two did not meet again. He thought that they would never intersect again in this life.

But unexpectedly, at the palace banquet,

Princess Yueyan brazenly put drugs in his drink.

When the medicine took effect, his whole body became hot and flushed. Princess Yueyan blushed and stopped him in the palace, trying to offer her body to him.

It was just a woman to solve the drug, who wouldn't want it?

But he stared coldly at Princess Yueyan's flower-like face. In the end, he still felt irritable and knocked her unconscious. During the liveliest time of the palace banquet, he took the carriage and left the imperial palace.

He suppressed the strange tide in his body, and his dark eyes were so gloomy as if to swallow someone.

Huai An didn't know what his master was still hesitating about. Seeing his handsome face turn from cold white to crimson red, he knew this stuff was not a good thing. If there was no antidote, I'm afraid he would die from holding it in!

He said anxiously, "Master, your subordinate will find you a clean and sensible person now!"

Zhao Changdu expressionlessly pressed Huai An's hand. His face was overcast, and his voice was hoarse to the extreme. "Go...check where she is."

Huai An was puzzled. She?

Who was the "she" in his master's mouth?

Soon, a name suddenly jumped into his mind, "Is His Lordship referring to Miss Gu—"

Zhao Changdu didn't speak. Just hearing her surname made him hardly able to control himself.

Huai An hesitated no more. Under his master's glare, he galloped out frantically.

The person in the carriage closed his eyes, and his taut handsome face relaxed slightly.

He knew he was going to do something...that would shame him in the eyes of the world, but...he had no other way.

When the fire rose from the depths of his body at first, he could still restrain himself, but later, there was only a shy and timid little face flickering before his eyes. The more she shook, the more scorched and unbearable his heart became, as if someone had put his whole body on a stake over a fire to roast.

Soon, he completely lost his mind.

When he arrived at the other courtyard, he sat in the carriage outside the courtyard gate with a calm handsome face, wanting to give himself and her one last chance.

He circulated his internal energy, trying to force the medicine out of his body, but unexpectedly, under the urging of his internal energy, the effect of the medicine became even more uncontrollable. A raging fire spread rapidly to his limbs and hundreds of bones, like a prairie fire.

He helplessly dissipated all the internal energy in his body. He only felt scorching heat all around him, like waves of heat sweeping toward him, completely destroying his remaining sanity.

When he pressed her onto the short couch, she struggled violently. Her beautiful eyes filled with misty moisture looked at him in panic and fear. f𝚛e𝐞𝐰𝚎b𝚗o𝚟𝚎l.c𝗼m

"Who are you!"

"Let me go!"

In her panic, she saw his face clearly. Her tender body shuddered. "Prince Ye? You are the Heir Apparent of Zhenguo Duke Manor?"

"Don't... don't do this to me!"

"Please spare me!"

At first, he still knew what he was doing, but later, she cried and said she was already married, begging him to let her go. For some reason, when he heard the word Jiang Yin, a burst of inexplicable anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and the two fires burned his heart irritably.

He really couldn't stand it anymore and kissed her red lips.

He blocked all her words about Jiang Yin at his lips, forcibly lingering.

Afterward...he recklessly bent down, completely losing all reason...

"Mmph..."

It was a heart-wrenching cry. The woman under him stared blankly, her pupils dazed.

She stopped all her crying pitifully and helplessly, looking up at him in shock and grief with her tear-stained eyes, seemingly not expecting that he would really break through her last line of defense.

Her soft hands were still braced against his chest, and her icy fingers became hot and feverish because of their passion.

Zhao Changdu also stared at her flushed face and slightly opened red lips in shock.

He didn't expect that a married woman would still be an untouched virgin!

He stopped incredulously...

And couldn't help moving again.

The crimson bloody smell slipped from between the soft legs of the woman beneath him. On the short couch, that striking crimson made him both shocked and delighted at the same time.

The woman frowned painfully, her fingernails digging deeply into his back. Tears slid down from the corners of her eyes. She opened her red lips slightly, arching her neck back helplessly like a dying fish, pounding him weakly as she was bullied too much, sobbing uncontrollably.

He knew she couldn't stand it, but he still couldn't help but be insatiate. Finally he took her hand and kissed it tenderly.

"It's really..."

The gods must pity her.

Perhaps, after tormenting him for so many years, Heaven finally condescended to give him a little sweetness to live on.

That night was the most pleasant night he had spent since his return to Bianjing.

He occupied her again and again, whispered tenderly with her time after time, and greedily held her in his arms, reluctant to let go.

He hated his own shameless behavior, yet was delighted by her virginity. A bold idea flashed through his mind.

He had taken her, so he should take responsibility for her.

As long as she was willing, he would let her marry properly into Zhenguo Duke Manor.

It was a pity that later, when the clouds and rain dispersed, she faintly fell into his arms, calling her Jiang Gege in her mouth.

At that time, he only felt his heart sink to the bottom, falling into an ice cellar.

His heart felt icy cold, assaulted by wind and snow.

Before she woke up, he fled from the other courtyard in panic.

The Heir Apparent of the prestigious Zhenguo Duke Manor, Dongli God of War, had never retreated in the face of tens of thousands of Qiang Tribe's warriors, yet he fled in such embarrassment from a weak woman whose heart belonged to another.

He couldn't do anything by force. Still less did he want to coerce her.

So after that, he acted as if nothing had happened, only letting his men keep an eye on Jiang Yin's family. He heard that Jiang Yin loved and cherished his wife dearly, caring for her in every possible way. Even when his wife fell ill and took to bed, Jiang Yin would stay by her side day and night to attend to her personally.

He felt irritable and really didn't want to hear about this. So he withdrew the people from Jiang's residence.

Later, Jiang Yin joined Prince Duan's camp.

Prince Duan was his friend. He secretly supported Prince Duan in ascending the throne. He didn't expect Jiang Yin to also have good foresight. Before pledging allegiance to Prince Duan, Jiang Yin had sounded out Prince Shu's stance.

He had even secretly drugged her and sent her to Prince Shu's bed!

Enraged, upon receiving the news that night, he immediately rushed back from the outskirts military camp overnight and broke into Prince Shu's manor at night, knocking Prince Shu unconscious. Staring at the girl who was lying unconscious on Prince Shu's bed, her face flushed red, her eyes blurred, still unaware of her surroundings, he was so angry he didn't know where to start.