Chapter 1661: Chapter 1661: Snatching People
Beiting Huang was furious to death, but she also knew that at no time should she allow her man to lose face.
She sized up Prince Seventeen, actually not knowing the identity of this person. Seeing that he was handsome and had an extraordinary demeanor, as well as considerable strength, already a Peak Great Lord, she said, “I was not with my mother since I was an infant; we separated when I was in swaddling clothes, so she doesn’t know my situation. I already have a man, he and I are bound by a heaven-sent blood contract, to be together for all eternity, so with you, I can only say that we’re not fated to be!”
Her refusal was clear and straightforward, without beating around the bush.
Who would have thought that this guy, who knows which nerve had the wrong idea, initially thought Beiting Huang was quite good, but after hearing this, he imagined if Beiting Huang rejected another man for his sake, how blissful would he be? This thought made him all the more fixated on her.
“It’s just a heaven-sent blood contract; as long as you’re willing, one day, I will help you break free from your contract with him, no matter if I have to endure divine punishment. Beiting Huang, wait for me!” After Prince Seventeen finished speaking, he didn’t wait for Beiting Huang’s refusal and turned to bow to Beiting Lang and Yue Mengying, “Father-in-law and mother-in-law, as you have arrived, I shall take my leave first!”
After he spoke, he led the people from the Land of Hidden Fog away first.
Everyone from Zhongzhou City’s camp was exchanging glances in bewilderment. They couldn’t help but laugh upon seeing Yan Ye’s face so dark it seemed water would drip from it.
Yet, Lord Beiting Jing was seething with rage, cursing behind Prince Seventeen, “Is this bastard deaf or what? Even after being so straightforward, he still presumes so much, talking about ‘son-in-law’—what son-in-law does he think he is?”
Hearing his uncle by marriage defending him like this, Yan Ye felt a bit better. ing back to his senses and feeling Beiting Huang obediently staying in the palm of his hand, he had already made up his mind. This bastard thought divine punishment was nothing to worry about? Then he would let him experience divine punishment alright!
Prince Seventeen probably could never imagine that the Four Directions Divine Prison had been refined by Yan Ye, nor could he expect that one day he would end up in the Four Directions Divine Prison, where a stay would last ten thousand years. All because of the untimely words he said today.
Beiting Huang didn’t take this matter to heart at all.
At night, a dinner banquet was held in Zhongzhou City. Relatives who hadn’t gathered together for many years came together, eating, chatting, and reminiscing. It wasn’t until late that they dispersed.
Beiting Huang returned to her room, and Yan Ye followed her. Without saying a word, he climbed onto her bed, “From now on, I will e every night and leave in the morning!”
“What?” Beiting Huang was stunned for a bit, just about to resist, when Yan Ye forcefully shut her up, panting as he said, “If Huang’er disagrees, I can stay here during the day as well.”
Who wanted him to stay here? Beiting Huang was furious, tears in her eyes, her hands clutching his shoulders, her legs unwittingly winding around Yan Ye’s slender waist. She pressed her body even closer to his as if throwing open her gates, allowing him to drive deep inside.
Her body rippled like water undulating under the force of the waves. Her hair, like waterweeds, softly wrapped around Yan Ye’s arms. Whispered sweet nothings near her ear from Yan Ye made her head spin with disarray.
The two of them spent the night in wild abandon. When dawn broke, Yan Ye heard movement in the courtyard and finally released her, collapsing onto her, catching his breath, pletely ignoring the foot that Beiting Huang kicked towards him in annoyance. Instead, he grabbed her ankle and kissed the back of her foot, “In the war with Dragon Phoenix Valley, I will be there!”
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