Chapter 156: The True Essence Of Lust

Who knew that when Meng Yuan heard Zhao Ling mention Lu Ziqing, his face would become displeased, and he snorted coldly. "Hmph, why should I disclose the information that this king found to the Ministry of Justice? Lu Ziqing is a minister of the Ministry of Justice, if investigating a case requires the help of others, then how can he manage such a huge Justice department? Is it possible that he wants someone else to run his errands for him?"

Zhao Ling gave him a roll of eyes. "Actually, Lu Ziqing is not a bad person and worker. You know he's a good official who does his best to serve the people. Why should you have such a deep prejudice against him? The Guanjiacun case has also put him under a lot of pressure, but there are some things he needs help with."

Although Lu Ziqing held an important position at a young age, after being in contact with him for quite some time now, Zhao Ling felt that he was promoted all the way not because of his family background or wealth, but because he was indeed a rare talent. She had always admired people with real talents and eagerness to learn.

Seeing Zhao Ling speaking for Lu Ziqing, Meng Yuan's face became even uglier. "Ling'er, are you worried about him now, or are you distressed for him?"

"I'm just telling the truth, don't be unreasonable." Zhao Ling was also a little annoyed when she saw that he was always being jealous.

"I'm unreasonable?" Meng Yuan's expression changed, he raised his hand and grabbed her arm, and Zhao Ling fell down on top of him.

He grabbed her shoulders tightly, with eyes as deep as the ocean, he said angrily. "Then what about General Wuwei, for you, he would rather risk the crime of being beheaded and refuse to marry, do you feel sorry for him too?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Feng Ze was seriously injured, and I went there to treat him." Seeing that he was talking more and more, Zhao Ling became so angry that she struggled hard in his hold, trying to break free.

However, Meng Yuan restrained her tightly, preventing her from moving at all, and said angrily. "Hmph, Fengze has liked you for a day or two, and today you came to give him medicine in person, wasn't he very moved? Didn't he tell his heart to you? You two must be alone in the room at some point, what did he say, what did he do, eh?"

If Lu Ziqing was a stalk in his heart, then Fengze was a thorn in his heart. He was also a man, of course he could see how deeply Feng Ze loved Zhao Ling.

He sent He Qing to the General's Mansion to spy on them, and he knew all of Zhao Ling's actions in the General's Mansion. He knew that she had been alone with Fengze in Fengze's bedroom for a long time, but he didn't know what they said or did inside.

However, he could also guess that Feng Ze would definitely take this opportunity to show his affection to Zhao Ling. But he didn't know how Zhao Ling responded.

This made him very uneasy, and this mentality of worrying about what he could lose in her, made it more difficult for him to stay sane.

Seeing that he was being unreasonable, Zhao Ling also became angry, "Yes, Feng Ze has revealed his heart to me, he has a deep love for me, refused to marry for my sake, and ruined his future, and I didn't know it. Love, I didn't know until today, so I feel very guilty and sad..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Ling saw a flicker of light in Meng Yuan's eyes, and in the next second, the king's lips were already grasped.

Their lips touched, and the warm feeling made Zhao Ling stunned for a moment.

While kissing her lips, Meng Yuan said intermittently, "Ling'er, how can you be sad for other men, no... This king will not allowed..."

Did this guy want to be so domineering! Zhao Ling reluctantly swayed from side to side on his lap, trying to break free from his control.

However, Meng Yuan simply picked her up horizontally, and with the strength of his legs, he stood up from the wheelchair, walked a few steps to the side of the bed, and threw Zhao Ling on the bed.

"Meng Yuan, what are you doing, you can't stand up!" Zhao Ling quickly shouted when she saw that he was starting to ignore her again.

But if Meng Yuan became headstrong, he would not listen to anyone's advice. He pressed Zhao Ling on the bed, and walked with his hands on her soft body, his dark eyes revealing obvious longing.

Zhao Ling understood his intention, grabbed his hands that kept going up and down, shook her head and said, "No, your legs..."

"It's okay, I asked Situ Gong." Meng Yuan's low voice sounded in her ear.

It turned out that this guy had already planned!

Zhao Ling scolded secretly, although she was shaken by his warm breath, she still shook her head firmly.

"No, I don't want it."

This guy was too domineering, she didn't want to agree to him easily.

Meng Yuan was even angrier when he saw that she had repeatedly rejected him, he gathered his sexual aura, and sealed it with a kiss, forcefully prying her teeth open. He intertwined her lips and tongue with his own, his hands kept roaming all over her, igniting clusters of lustful fires.

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"Ling'er, don't reject me, never reject me..."

Zhao Ling, who was already feeling dizzy by his appeal, suddenly felt a chill on her chest, and when she regained a portion of her senses, she realized that her clothes had been unbuttoned by him at some point.

Meng Yuan left her lips and moved to other parts of her body, kissing her sensitive earlobe, slender neck, delicate collarbone, and finally stopped at her heart.

"There can only be one of me here." He kissed her soft jade warm heart, showing unquestionable strength.

Listening to his domineering yet gentle declaration, Zhao Ling could not help feeling the numbness and itchiness of his soft lips kissing her chest.

The thought that she originally had to firmly refuse him had sunk into a bottomless pit in his powerful aura. She wrapped her hands around Meng Yuan's neck and couldn't help but murmured softly.

Bursts of low groans, like two souls lost in the aphrodisiac heaven, completely broke Meng Yuan's psychological defense. His eyes darkened, and when he touched her naked thighs, he could no longer control himself and he thrust himself deep into her.

In the dimly lit room, occasionally the candles crackled, mixed with the soft groaning of the woman and the heavy breathing of the man, and the room exuded an intoxicating charm.

Mamma Xu and Luzhu originally wanted to wait on Zhao Ling to rest, but they knew it well to leave the two alone when they saw this scene. 

The next morning, Zhao Ling felt that she woke up in a burst of suffocation.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Meng Yuan's handsome sleeping face in front of her. She could see that his eyes were closed, but his thin lips were pursed lightly, and there seemed to be a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

What was this guy dreaming about? Zhao Ling secretly laughed. After the lingering effect of last night, she believed that this guy's jealousy should have passed by now.

She really didn't expect this guy to be so jealous on occasions like that. He was so naive when he was jealous.

However, did this fellow hold her so tightly that he wanted to suffocate her?

Zhao Ling slipped out of his arms without a disturbance, and lightly got out of bed and put on her clothes. She felt sore all over her body, and she couldn't help but turn her head and stare at the sleeping man behind her.

Seeing that he was still sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, she couldn't help but chuckle through the corners of her mouth.

This guy had always been alert, but he slept so deadly today, he must have been exhausted last night.

The cold poison had not yet healed, and it was easy to get tired. This guy didn't know how to control himself last night, and he deserved to be exhausted.

She remembered the last time she was on the boat on Wuji Island, the night he detoxified her, and it seemed to be the same.

Thinking of this, she felt a little hotness on her face.

Shaking her head, she decided to ignore these messy thoughts. In order to let him rest for a while, Zhao Ling gently opened the door and walked to the outside, intending to wash up first, and then instruct Mamma Xu and Lu Zhu to prepare breakfast.

Luzhu had already prepared face wash outside, and when she saw Zhao Ling, she came forward to serve her, and said with a smile, "Miss, you're up." Looking back, she saw that Zhao Ling was alone and asked curiously, "Where's Uncle?"

Zhao Ling was rinsing her mouth when she heard Lu Bamboo's question, and almost choked on the liquid in her mouth. She coughed a few times, controlled her breath, and said angrily, "Damn girl, what are you yelling about, what uncle?"

Luzhu handed her the face towel, with a narrow smile on her face, leaned closer to her and whispered, "Miss, don't be embarrassed, it's not the first time..."

"You girl, the more you talk, the more outrageous you are." Zhao Ling raised her eyebrows and tried to frown, but she couldn't help herself from smiling.

Luzhu held her head and pretended to beg for mercy: "Miss, spare my life, this servant knows it's wrong, he is not the uncle, but the prince. Is that okay?" Then she giggled.

Seeing her charming and naive appearance, Zhao Ling didn't take it seriously, smiled and commanded. "Okay, don't be sloppy, go out and prepare breakfast."

When Zhao Ling was ready for breakfast, she went to the small courtyard for a walk, and when she turned back to the bedroom again, she heard Meng Yuan shouting in a low voice in the room.. "Get out."

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