Prohibition 1

  He knew he couldn't use his inner power, but to protect her, he repeatedly gathered it, and in that instant, a violent surge erupted within Lan Ya's heart, for the first time, as if fighting desperately for her...

  Half a response, bathed in wind and moonlight, withdrew his hand, the hundred-mile-long city opened its eyes, and its energy was slightly better than before.

  Lan Ya's eyes were slightly moist, this man was really foolish, really foolish...

  "I don't need pity." Facing such a gaze, Baili Changcheng's expression slightly turned cold, and he shifted his body to avoid that kind of eye contact.

  More than a decade ago when he was sent to Mochen as a hostage, everyone looked at him with sympathetic eyes. With the poisonous insect in his body, more and more people saw sympathy in his eyes.

  He doesn't need anyone's sympathy or pity, including hers...

  The desolation of his back, even more piercingly painful to Lan Ya's heart, she was filled with pity and heartache.

  "Baili Liancheng..." Lan Ya called out softly, her legs trembling slightly as she moved forward, and just as she was about to fall, she stretched out her hand and accurately wrapped it around his waist. Her cheek was pressed against the person's back: "Baili Liancheng... Baili Liancheng..."

  One by one, he called out, his gentle and refined appearance hiding how much pain was in his heart. The desolate figure of his back made her heart ache inexplicably.

  Baili Liancheng's body stiffened, his large hand grasping the hands wrapped around his waist, turning around, pulling her into his arms, his lips pressing down, this kiss was tender yet wild.

  Lan Ya was taken aback, gazing at the handsome and gentle face, she gradually closed her eyes in response to his kiss, her heart seemed to be slowly sinking...

  Three people around him turned their heads away, and on the mountain peak not far away, a figure in ink color appeared. His eyes reflected the couple embracing and kissing below, flames rising in his pupils, and a charming smile that reveled in blood slowly unfolded at the corner of his mouth...

  Moying Yan, I've said it before, the woman who belongs to me, for her whole life, don't even think about escaping, even if I abandon her, no one is allowed to touch her!

  Mo Qingyan, you really have guts!

  That afternoon, Baili Liancheng sent Lan Ya back to the Mu residence. She had told him about her leg, which was currently in a period of adjustment. Today, she had suddenly used too much force, and now it would take several more days for it to fully recover.

  It will take at most twenty days and at least half a month for her leg to fully recover. At that time, she won't have any limitations when doing things.

  The night had darkened slightly, and as I returned home, I coincidentally ran into Dong Yue and Mu Leqing. From the look in their eyes, it was clear that today's Blood Kill Gate incident was probably done by them.

  She made a note of this debt and when her legs were fully recovered, she would make them pay double the price.

  The wind blows through the withered tree, and the rustling sound comes, under the night color it seems to have a few strange.

  Lan Ya picked up a withered leaf, spring came and went, flowers bloomed and fell, she had lived for so many years, yet there was nothing worth remembering that was beautiful. The image of Bai Lian Cheng floated into her mind, the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up into a smile.

  Suddenly her vision went black, Lan Ya lifted her head, and a man in all black appeared before her eyes.

  "Miss Mu Er, my master has invited you." The man in black had an icy expression and a stiff tone.

  "Who is your master?" Lan Ya asked softly.

  "Miss Mu will know when she arrives." The man didn't wait for Lan Ya's response and lifted the wheelchair.

  "You..." Lan Ya grasped the wheelchair to steady herself, but before she could finish speaking, her mouth was filled with the night wind.

  The weather was a bit chilly, and she suddenly inhaled cold air, making her whole body feel somewhat numb.

  Lan Ya didn't expect the man to be so forceful. Even if she wanted to resist, she couldn't. Hearing the man's tone, it wasn't like he was going to kill her, which made her slightly relax. But then, who was the master of this house...?

  The man in black was very quick with his lightness skill and soon arrived. The man put her into a house, Lan Ya just wanted to ask, but saw that the man had already retreated out.

  She turned around to survey the room, which was elegant yet had a hint of strangeness. The bedroom and living room were separated only by a screen, on top of which two golden dragons were carved, entwined together in vivid detail.

  The main room has a desk, and behind the desk is a row of books.

  The room was tastefully decorated with every item worth a fortune, yet arranged in a way that made one's eyes light up.

  Lan Ya pushed the wheelchair towards the desk, on which were placed some yellow books. As she approached, she saw that they were clearly written with the words "memorials".

  Memorial? Lan Ya's eyes narrowed, she could confirm that this was not the imperial palace, nor the emperor. The only person in the world who could review memorials was... Zhuo Ye Kuang Ming!

  Thinking of Zhuo Ye's madness, Lan Ya was momentarily flustered, and the wheelchair moved backwards, her line of sight withdrawing from the memorial.

  "You're very clever." A low voice came from behind him, he knew exactly that she had already guessed what this place was.

  Blue waist straightens up, this voice isn't that man's, who else could it be?

  Slowly turning his wheelchair, he looked up at him with a gloomy gaze: "I wonder what the Mad King means by this?"

  "Missing you." The wild and mysterious eyes narrowed into a charming smile that was not quite a smile.

  Lan Ya's mouth twitched, thinking of her? Ha! What kind of status is the current overbearing one, what kind of status is she, thinking of her? These words sound too fake.

  "It's getting late, Your Highness. If there's nothing else, may I request someone to escort me back?" Lan Ya's face turned cold as she spoke to the man, feeling a hint of disgust towards him.

  He slowly walked around Lanyu's back, pushing her wheelchair with both hands, and headed towards the inner room.

  "Your Highness, what is this?" Seeing this, Lan Ya was thoroughly flustered.

  "Eat." Leng Leng casually threw out two words.

  "Just... eating?" Lan Ya was somewhat skeptical, and didn't quite believe his words.

  "Wasn't Miss Mu Er expecting something else?" Jin Ye bent down, his mouth close to her ear: "In that case, I'll do as Miss Mu Er wishes."

  As he finished speaking, his tongue teasingly licked her earlobe.

  Lan Ya's body trembled all over, and she turned her head to glare at him furiously: "Zhu Ye Kuang Ming!"

  "Your cries are so spirited, it seems I haven't found your sensitive spot yet." The ambiguous words echoed in her ears, like a bewitching melody.

  Lan Ya clenched her fists tightly, her eyes almost spewing fire, she had seen shameless people before, but never anyone as shameless as him.

  "What a majestic king, unexpectedly his face is thicker than usual!" She was really annoyed at this point!

  "Thick-skinned, eats a piece of meat, women don't like it that way, doesn't Miss Mu Er like it?" The voice was low and husky, seemingly pleasant to the ear, yet capable of disturbing one's inner mind.

  Facing such a person, Lan Ya knew she couldn't out-talk him. With someone who had no shame, she didn't need to compete in verbal sparring. He said let's eat, so they ate.

  Gold medal added oh~~~ At night, another 10,000 will be updated~~~~ Gold medals are coming~~~

  Recommendation: "The Snake King's Concubine" Completed works: "The Snake Doctor Imperial Consort", "The King's Top Agent Consort"