Chapter 561: Girl, I will die at your hands sooner or later.
Chapter 561: Girl, I will die at your hands sooner or later.
"Ruan Ruan!"
Hou Yunjiao's voice was slightly heavy.
His heavy breathing was clearly audible in the room.
"Mmm..."
Qin Ruan softly responded.
She held onto Hou Yunjiao's hand and didn't let go.
In fact, her grip wasn't strong, and Hou Yunjiao could easily break free if he wanted to.
Hou Yunjiao gazed at Qin Ruan with a deep gaze, and soon he made a move.
As Qin Ruan's heart started to beat fast, Huo Yunjiao knelt by the edge of the bed and leaned towards Qin Ruan.
"Little Girl, are you too confident in your husband?"
Hou Yunjiao rarely referred to himself as Qin Ruan's husband in front of her.
Every time he used that term, he treated Qin Ruan as a woman, his wife.
Sensing the approaching danger, Qin Ruan slowly released the man's hand.
However, Hou Yunjiao clenched Qin Ruan's wrist in return.
He leaned close to Qin Ruan's ear, and in a deep and coarse tone, he said slowly, "Little Girl, you should know that even a well-dressed man can turn into a beast at certain times, worse than a wild animal. Don't ever invite me like that again, or you will regret it."
The last sentence was emphasized.
After Hou Yunjiao finished speaking, he let go of Qin Ruan's hand.
He quickly got up and distanced himself from her.
In the end, unable to resist, he reached out and touched Qin Ruan's cheek.
Qin Ruan, who regained her freedom, moved her body backward.
She slightly bent her legs, trying to gather strength and lean against the headboard.
Suddenly, Hou Yunjiao's muffled voice sounded.
Qin Ruan stopped retreating and looked for support.
She heard Hou Yunjiao's voice, seemingly in pain and mixed with something else.
Hou Yunjiao took a deep breath in the darkness and said in a distressed manner, "Little Girl, I will die at your hands sooner or later."
Qin Ruan understood what he meant.
The sensation from earlier was still clear, and she didn't mean it.
She swallowed nervously and asked cautiously, "Third Young Master, are you okay?"
Hou Yunjiao bent down and searched for Qin Ruan's lips in the darkness.
After a moment of seeking, he took it for himself.
As if venting his frustration, he gently bit her.
Qin Ruan didn't refuse, and her heart was somewhat in a panic.
Just when she thought something would happen, Hou Yunjiao withdrew.
He threatened Qin Ruan, "Ruan Ruan, wait and see. Sooner or later, one day, I will deal with you!"
The repetition of "sooner or later" showed how resolute he was in dealing with Qin Ruan.
After delivering his threat, Hou Yunjiao got up and left, his footsteps lacking the previous composure and elegance.
Fortunately, in the dimly lit room, no one would notice.
Qin Ruan, lying on the bed, felt her heart soften.
Indeed, Third Young Master had the capital to make a woman fall deeply.
She felt his respect for her and his careful protection.
Qin Ruan touched her flushed face, unable to erase the smile on her face.
To encounter such a powerful man like Third Young Master, who treated her not only as precious but also with heartfelt care, was her good fortune.
Qin Ruan held the blanket tightly in her arms, and the curve of her lips, which couldn't be controlled, widened.
The previous nervousness, uneasiness, and panic that arose from her subtle invitation to Hou Yunjiao all disappeared.
After experiencing significant ups and downs, exhaustion surged.
Qin Ruan slowly closed her eyes.
Half an hour later.
Hou Yunjiao, filled with moisture, opened the door to the bathroom and walked out.
His hair was half-dried, and he wore a bathrobe as he walked elegantly toward the bed.
With Qin Ruan's unintentional comfort and discussion with Princess Wu, the restlessness deep in his heart gradually calmed down.
Qin Ruan's even and slow breathing indicated that she had fallen into a deep sleep.
Hou Yunjiao sat by the bed and adjusted the brightness of the sleep light in the room.
He turned his head, his deep and captivating eyes shining, as he looked at Qin Ruan sleeping soundly.
A soft laughter echoed in the room.
This little girl was sleeping so soundly this time, without the previous uneasiness.
Hou Yunjiao also breathed a slight sigh of relief.
His body, after taking the medicine, gradually felt tired.
This exhaustion was not the result of restraining himself from being attracted to Qin Ruan's aura but rather the aftermath of his illness and medication.
Hou Yunjiao was well aware that his body would become weak and unable to withstand the wind for a period of time.
Was all this trouble worth it?
He hadn't considered this question; once he did something, he never regretted it.
Dimming the lights in the room again, Hou Yunjiao lay down next to Qin Ruan, holding her in his arms.
This time, he had no impulse.
In the bathroom earlier, he had also wondered why he had lost control tonight.
In their daily interactions, he had always exercised restraint with Qin Ruan.
This vibrant and youthful woman, bearing his mark, constantly appeared before him. He wasn't a saint either.
He refrained from touching Qin Ruan only because of her physical discomfort.
Tonight, the onset of his illness, the temporary clarity and restraint after taking medication, collided together.
Fortunately, he hadn't harmed Qin Ruan in the end.
Hou held Qin Ruan in his arms and closed his eyes.
The two of them embraced each other, like the most intimate lovers in this world, inseparable.
...
Nangong Residence
2 a.m.
Wu Daozhang, through the memories of Liu Zi, learned about Nangong's trusted men's rescue plan.
At the appointed time, he went straight to the second floor and released the soul-calming incense.
The Hou Family's secret guards stationed in the corridor all collapsed within a few minutes.
Liu Zi stepped forward and slowly made his way to Nangong Yunlong's room.
He pushed open the door and saw Nangong Yunlong sitting inside.
The other party remained calm and composed. When he saw Liu Zi, a triumphant expression of having everything under control appeared on his face.
"Liu Zi, have all the people outside fallen?" Nangong Yunlong asked.
Liu Zi entered the room but didn't answer Nangong Yunlong's question.
He casually closed the door, his face gloomy, and his gaze coldly fixed on the other person.
Nangong Yunlong sensed something was wrong. "Liu Zi?"
Liu Zi sneered, "Mr. Nangong, my master is Xu Zhenren, and I am his senior disciple. Do you remember me?"
Nangong Yunlong's face changed drastically, and a trace of panic appeared in his eyes. "Your surname is Wu?"
He knew that Xu Zhenren had a senior disciple, and Xu Zhenren came to the capital because of the incident involving his senior disciple.
Liu Zi laughed, "It seems you remember me. I am my master's proudest disciple, known as Wu Daozhang."
He sat down opposite Nangong Yunlong with an air of superiority, as if ready for a long conversation.
However, Nangong Yunlong couldn't sit still.
He stood up, a look of urgency on his face. "We can talk about it later. Let's leave here first."
Wu Daozhang shook his head. "Without figuring some things out, you won't be able to leave."
Nangong Yunlong stood before him, his fists clenched tightly.
He knew that Xu Zhenren's senior disciple was already dead.
The person in front of him, Liu Zi, was the most loyal confidant to him and his son.
If one day they ordered Liu Zi to die, he would willingly sacrifice himself without hesitation.
At present, he claimed to be Wu Daozhang, and most likely it was true.
Nangong Yunlong asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to know?"
Wu Daozhang sneered and coldly asked, "Why did you kill my master?"
Since the other party had already come to him, Nangong Yunlong was certain that Wu Daozhang had some understanding of the situation.
His gaze flickered slightly as he said in a low voice, "The Yin-Yang Sect abandoned him. He offended the Hou Family, and the Yin-Yang Sect destroyed his life token."
Wu Daozhang laughed. "Ha! Do you think I believe your nonsense? Someone has told me that it was your Nangong family who betrayed us! You schemed against my master behind the scenes!"
Nangong Yunlong felt panicked, but his face remained calm. "Everyone acts for their own sake. Since your master is already dead, and now that you're under my control, if you help me leave this place, I guarantee you an endless wealth in the future."
He hoped to stabilize this ghost and preferably use him to escape from here.
"Spit! I don't care about that crap!"
Wu Daozhang was furious. "I crawled up from the 18th level of hell just to be able to return to life! You killed my master and made me continue as a wandering ghost. This debt will be settled by your Nangong family!"
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