The view at his two pink nipples on his chest appeared and disappeared faintly on his thin undergarnts is very tempting and dangerous.
After coming back to his senses, Yue Mingxuan suddenly pushed Shang Qinghua away.
He took several deep breaths and then asked weakly, "Prince Shang, what exactly do you take for? Do you think I am soone from a brothel that you can take whatever you want from? Or one of those people who admire your looks and can warm your bed anyti you wish?"
He did not talk about love, because he did not believe Shang Qinghua would ever fall in love with him.
A hostage prince who could still command highly skilled secret guards in another country was clearly not soone who would drown in desire.
What was more, Shang Qinghua had never even seen his real face.
Yue Mingxuan’s questioning made Shang Qinghua feel sowhat embarrassed.
To be honest, even he did not know what he truly regarded Yue Mingxuan as.
In front of him, reason always seed to completely shut down, leaving only the instinct of the body.
His instinct told him that he wanted this man by his side.
He desired everything about him.
Even a brief touch was enough to make his blood boil.
He was not ignorant about matters between n and won, yet when facing Yue Mingxuan, he instead beca like a confused child and fully controlled by his body and instinct.
Seeing that Shang Qinghua did not speak, Yue Mingxuan let out a bitter smile.
Did he really look that frivolous?
Back in modern tis, he had been famous in the army for being disciplined and clean, and had even been secretly called an "old-fashioned antique" by so soldiers.
Why was it that after coming to ancient tis, he had instead beco a frivolous and foolish prince in everyone’s eyes?
He took two steps forward and pushed the door open, he then directly gave the order to leave. "It is late. Prince Shang, please go back."
Shang Qinghua said nothing.
He picked up his outer robe and draped it over Yue Mingxuan’s shoulders.
He could not give him any promise.
It turned out that, in this regard, he was even worse than Rong Tieshan.
Yue Mingxuan did not accept his gesture at all.
He pulled the robe off and threw it onto the ground.
It was his own fault for provoking soone like Shang Qinghua.
He had already endured quietly for so long to take responsibility for his mistake.
Now, even the last bit of his dignity and purity was about to be lost.
Why should he still lower himself before this man?
He said again, clearly and firmly, "Prince Shang, please leave."
The moonlight stread in through the doorway and fell onto Yue Mingxuan’s body, making his shoulders glow pale and white.
At that mont, a voice suddenly sounded, "Prince Shang, Mingxuan has already asked you twice. Yet you are still refusing to leave. In this regard, you are far less clean and graceful than Prince Rong."
Hearing a man’s voice, Shang Qinghua spun around instantly and used the outer robe on the ground to wrap Yue Mingxuan tightly from head to toe.
So sights were not sothing he was willing to share with anyone else.
With a flick of his hand, he casually picked up a piece of broken silver and shot it like a hidden weapon toward the source of the voice.
Rong Qinglei was forced to reveal himself.
Originally, he had only wanted to secretly protect Yue Mingxuan.
Because of Rong Tieshan’s arrival earlier, he had hidden his presence.
He had thought that the two of them were in mutual love.
Who would have expected that the dignified Prince Shang would not even be willing to give a single promise?
Rong Qinglei ignored Shang Qinghua completely.
After steadying himself, he turned to Yue Mingxuan and said, "Mingxuan, why follow a man like this? The position of my official wife is always reserved for you."
Hearing Rong Qinglei say this, Shang Qinghua was so angry that he laughed instead.
Just how many n had this person provoked?
He had finally gotten rid of the troubleso Rong Tieshan, only for an even more difficult Rong Qinglei to appear.
Shang Qinghua stepped forward two steps and pulled Yue Mingxuan into his arms.
"Prince Qing," he said coldly, "Mingxuan has long since beco my wife."
Hearing Shang Qinghua ruin his reputation like this, Yue Mingxuan naturally spoke up to refute him. "I am not..."
He had only said half the sentence when Shang Qinghua covered his mouth with one hand.
His voice even softened a little as he spoke close to Yue Mingxuan’s ear, "Be good, Mingxuan. Do you really want to go and beco Prince Qing’s wife?"
"I don’t want that at all," Yue Mingxuan replied instinctively.
Only after seeing the smug smile on Shang Qinghua’s face did he realize that he had been tricked yet again.
It seed that even without using force, this man could still completely crush him with sheer cunning.
Shang Qinghua truly overwheld him in every way.
After realizing this, Yue Mingxuan’s face showed clear frustration.
He did not want to beco Rong Qinglei wife, but he also did not want to beco Shang Qinghua’s little toy either.
A faint smile appeared on Rong Qinglei’s face. "Using the sa trick twice won’t work. Doesn’t Prince Shang know that?"
Yue Mingxuan looked at Rong Qinglei with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
So there really were people in this world who could still compete with Shang Qinghua.
He wanted to see how Shang Qinghua would respond now.
Shang Qinghua did not answer with words.
Instead, he used action to show his claim over Yue Mingxuan and right in front of Rong Qinglei, he forcefully kissed Yue Mingxuan’s lips again.
Seeing Shang Qinghua act so arrogantly, Rong Qinglei could no longer endure it and struck out with a palm.
Shang Qinghua barely blocked the attack in ti and said coldly, "This is a matter between Mingxuan and . Prince Qing, what right do you have to interfere?"
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