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As Le Yao Yao pondered, she watched Leng Junyu scratch at Nian Sulan's fingernail with his own, then lightly glanced at the powder stuck to his nail before coldly sneering at Nian Sulan.
"Very well! How dare you drug me!?"
"Yu, Cousin Yu..."
Seeing Leng Junyu's actions and the faint powder on his nail, Nian Sulan realized her scheme had been exposed. In an instant, she forgot the pain in her wrist, her face turning pale as a sheet.
The Empress Dowager, witnessing this, was momentarily taken aback but quickly grasped the situation.
Despite her usual amiable demeanor, the Empress Dowager had navigated the treacherous waters of the palace, where betrayal lurked at every corner. Without needing further explanation, she understood from the powder on Leng Junyu's nail and the disorder in the room what had transpired.
Her slightly drooping eyes widened in surprise as she looked at her niece, now pale as a ghost.
However, the Empress Dowager quickly regained her composure and observed Nian Sulan's ashen face.
Regardless of what Nian Sulan had done, she was still her beloved niece. Thus, the Empress Dowager naturally sided with Nian Sulan and hurriedly spoke to Leng Junyu in a soothing tone.
"Yuer, whatever it is, let Lan'er go first! If you continue like this, you'll ruin her hand..."
"Hmph! She has ruined countless lives; what does it matter if her hand is broken!?"
Leng Junyu showed no mercy and ignored the Empress Dowager's desperate pleas, refusing to release Nian Sulan's hand.
Nian Sulan looked at Leng Junyu's cold and fierce face, feeling both fear and dread.
Having been close to this man since childhood, she understood his temperament well.
Although she knew he despised being schemed against or drugged, she had not wanted to resort to such measures unless absolutely necessary.
After all, this man was the one she loved most deeply.
From childhood to now, her heart had always belonged to him without change.
She had always believed that as long as she worked hard, this man would surely come to like her and take her back to his home. She had waited patiently for five years.
However, upon his return, this man had become increasingly inscrutable.
No matter what she did, his gaze never fell upon her.
To him, she seemed insignificant.
Moreover, her intuition told her that not only did he not have feelings for her, but he had also developed an affection for someone else.
This left her feeling anxious and desperate, leading her to take such drastic measures.
She thought that if she secretly tampered with the bowl of Sour Plum Soup and then consummated their relationship, even if he later discovered it was her doing, their bond would already be established. With time, even his doting Aunt would overlook her initial wrongdoing and allow her to marry him.
Little did she know that plans often go awry. The bowl of Sour Plum Soup ended up being consumed by someone else, resulting in unforeseen consequences.
Nian Sulan felt a surge of panic.
Her pale face was adorned with alluring eyeliner, and her eyes quickly filled with mist, making her look particularly enchanting.
“Cousin Yu, do you think I wanted to do this? If you had shown me just a bit of kindness, I wouldn’t have resorted to such measures…”
With the truth exposed, Nian Sulan did not deny her involvement but instead wept pitifully. Her misty eyes gazed directly at the gloomy-faced Leng Junyu, full of sorrow.
Upon hearing this, Leng Junyu smiled instead of getting angry.
“Oh, so it seems I am the one at fault?”
His voice was deep and hoarse, his lips curling into a faint smile that didn’t reach his eyes. The coldness in his gaze was enough to freeze a person solid!
Seeing Leng Junyu like this made it clear to Nian Sulan just how furious he was. In her growing panic, she continued to plead with him, looking utterly pitiful with tears streaming down her face.
"Cousin Yu, why, why don't you like me!? What is it about me that you dislike!? Tell me, I will change, I will change until you like me!"
Nian Sulan spoke with such humility. Her tears flowed down her cheeks like a flood breaking through a dam.
Even the hardest of hearts would be moved by the sight of a beautiful woman in tears.
Unfortunately, although Leng Junyu's heart was not made of stone, he would only be touched by one person, and that person was not Nian Sulan.
So no matter how sorrowful Nian Sulan's words were, Leng Junyu's cold and aloof expression did not soften at all. Instead, he opened his lips and coldly said, "No matter how you change, I will never like you."
With a thunderous impact, Nian Sulan felt as if struck by lightning. Her face froze for a moment before she immediately collapsed to the ground.
Seeing this, Leng Junyu showed no sign of pity; he simply shook off Nian Sulan's hand with force.
His cold eyes swept lightly around the room. With a handsome frown, he turned to the flustered Nangong Junxi and said, "Junxi, put on your clothes and come out!"
Upon hearing Leng Junyu's words, Nangong Junxi suddenly realized that neither he nor Tong Yaar was dressed; they were only wrapped in bed sheets.
He didn't mind himself since he was a man, but Tong Yaar was different.
If this got out, she wouldn't be able to show her face again.
Thus, upon hearing Leng Junyu's words, Nangong Junxi hurriedly dressed himself. He glanced at Tong Yaar, who was still sobbing on the bed. Although what had just happened was not his intention, he had still been involved. As a man, he had to take responsibility for it. Moreover, she was his Senior Sister Three!
Though he had always regarded her as a younger sister before, things were different now. Sigh...
Thinking about this made Nangong Junxi feel a lump in his throat. Nevertheless, he gently comforted the still weeping Tong Yaar and spoke softly to her.
"Yar, don't worry. I... I will take responsibility for what happened today."
Tong Yaar, however, merely continued to sob, not sparing Nangong Junxi a single glance.
It wasn't until Nangong Junxi had dressed and left the room, closing the door behind him, that Tong Yaar slowly climbed out of bed. Gritting her teeth against the pain beneath her, she quickly put on her clothes and lifted her tear-streaked face to gaze at the closed Carved Wooden Door, whispering sorrowfully.
"Goodbye, Second Senior Brother."
She had her pride. Although she liked him, she didn't want him to feel obligated to take responsibility for her.
With that thought in mind, Tong Yaar wiped away her tears with one arm and jumped out of the window, slipping away quietly...
...
As for Nian Sulan's drugging incident, Leng Junyu intended to punish her severely. However, the Empress Dowager was worried about her niece and feared that Leng Junyu might do something drastic to Nian Sulan. This fear caused her to faint.
It was unclear whether the Empress Dowager had fainted intentionally at that moment or if it was genuine.
Despite the rumors that Leng Junyu was cold and ruthless, he still held a sense of filial piety towards the Empress Dowager, who had treated him well. Therefore, upon seeing her faint from distress over this matter, he immediately summoned Dongfang Bai.
Concerned about the Empress Dowager's emotional state and fearing she might become agitated over Nian Sulan's situation, Leng Junyu set his anger aside and left her alone for the time being.
Soon after receiving the news, Dongfang Bai hurried over. After administering acupuncture to the Empress Dowager, she gradually regained consciousness.
Nian Sulan, aware of her wrongdoing, kept wiping away her tears nearby.
At that moment, seeing the Empress Dowager finally awake brought a sigh of relief from Nian Sulan.
"Aunt..."
"You foolish child, you are so foolish..."
Yuyou woke up to see her niece, who was crying like a rain-soaked pear blossom. Even though the Empress Dowager knew this was Nian Sulan's fault, she also understood that her niece loved Leng Junyu deeply, and she didn't know how to punish her.
After all, love was something she had experienced herself. This time, her niece was clearly overwhelmed by her feelings…
With that thought, the Empress Dowager sighed helplessly. Then, as if remembering something, she looked up at Leng Junyu, who stood nearby with a stern expression.
"Yuer, I know this is all Lan'er’s fault, but her mistake came from loving you too much. There is nothing wrong with loving someone; it's just a pity that she loves the wrong person..."
As she spoke, the Empress Dowager sighed deeply before continuing.
"This time, could you spare Lan'er for my sake?"
"Empress Mother, there is nothing wrong with loving someone, but the mistake lies in her methods. Moreover, this time the harm done affects more than just me," Leng Junyu replied coldly.
Hearing his words, the Empress Dowager fell silent.
After all, this incident had indeed escalated significantly.
Furthermore, Nangong Junxi's identity was that of the Seventh Prince of the Great Xia!
With that thought in mind, the Empress Dowager found herself at a loss for what to do.
Just then, a panicked voice suddenly rang out.
"Not good! Not good! My lord, Miss Tong is missing!"
The speaker was a plump Aunt.
There were no women in Duke Rui's Residence, but there were several cooks in the kitchen who specialized in washing vegetables and preparing meals.
After what had just happened with Tong Yaar, Leng Junyu had instructed someone to call for the Cook Matron to bring hot water, intending to help Tong Yaar bathe and calm her emotions.
Who would have known that when the Aunt entered the room, it was already empty?
Seeing this, the Cook Matron realized that something was seriously wrong and quickly came to report.
As the Aunt spoke, everyone was momentarily stunned by her words.
"What!? Yar is missing!?"
The one who reacted the most was Nangong Junxi.
Upon hearing the Aunt's words, his handsome face went pale with shock, and he was momentarily speechless. Fearing that Tong Yaar might do something foolish because of this, his expression turned white with fright as he turned to Leng Junyu and said, "Senior Brother, I need to go find her!"
With that, Nangong Junxi shot out like an arrow and vanished in an instant.
Seeing this, Leng Junyu did not hesitate either; he hurriedly arranged for the servants of the residence to mobilize and ensure they found Tong Yaar.
In an instant, the once quiet Duke Rui's Residence was thrown into chaos over this matter.
After arranging everything, Leng Junyu cast a cold glance at the pale and panicked Nian Sulan and spoke in a chilling tone, "You better pray that Yar is safe; otherwise, I will not spare you!"
With that, he angrily waved his sleeve and left the royal residence to search for her.
Hearing Leng Junyu's words, Nian Sulan seemed to be struck hard, collapsing weakly onto the ground.
The Empress Dowager on the bed shook her head helplessly and said, "Lan'er, you were too impulsive. How could you make such a mistake? Sigh..."
After saying this, the Empress Dowager was supported by several personal maids as she left.
Watching everyone depart, Nian Sulan, who had collapsed on the ground, took a long time to regain her senses, murmuring to herself.
"Am I wrong? Did I really do something wrong?"
Nian Sulan's confusion resembled that of a lost child, evoking pity.
However, in the next moment, her bewildered expression suddenly changed. Her eyes narrowed, and a sinister light flickered within them as she gritted her teeth and growled.
"No, I am not wrong! This is all 'his' fault! It is 'he' who has confused Cousin Yu! It is 'him,' it is all 'his' fault! I want 'him' dead!"
Her venomous words echoed like the wails of a vengeful spirit, chilling to the bone.
At that moment, Le Yao Yao, who was following Leng Junyu, suddenly shivered, feeling an unsettling sense of foreboding.
...
Tong Yaar was missing!
Leng Junyu had dispatched many people to search for her, yet there was still no sign of her, which was truly concerning.
Fortunately, they had not heard of any incidents resulting in casualties, leaving everyone with mixed feelings of relief and worry.
Nangong Junxi had not returned since he went out in search of Tong Yaar that afternoon. However, he sent word that if he could not find Tong Yaar, he would not come back.
Due to the events of the day, Duke Rui's Residence had remained in turmoil for quite some time. Everyone knew that the prince was in a furious mood, so they proceeded with caution in all matters, fearing to upset him further.
Le Yao Yao understood that Leng Junyu was very worried about Tong Yaar; she could tell from how little he ate during dinner—just a few bites.
Afterward, Leng Junyu ordered for everything to be put on hold.
Le Yao Yao noticed Dark Eyebrows frowning slightly, and he spoke in a comforting tone.
"Yar will be fine. Don't worry."
"Mm."
In response to Le Yao Yao's words, Leng Junyu merely nodded lightly. Then, he pulled Le Yao Yao into his embrace, allowing her to sit comfortably in his arms.
Le Yao Yao offered no resistance to Leng Junyu's habitual gesture; instead, she nestled against the strong figure of the man like a little kitten.
Her delicate face gently pressed against Leng Junyu's firm chest as she quietly listened to the powerful rhythm of his heartbeat.
At that moment, the room contained only the two of them.
Outside, the lights began to twinkle, stars sparkled, and the moonlight was enchanting.
Inside, the dim glow of the Luminous Pearl cast a hazy shimmer throughout the room, adding a touch of color to the night.
Both Le Yao Yao and Leng Junyu shared a silent understanding, choosing not to speak.
It was as if they were both savoring this tranquil moment.
Le Yao Yao adjusted herself into a more comfortable position in the man's embrace. Her bright, glistening eyes shifted from the captivating night outside to the handsome face of the man beside her.
From her current vantage point, she could perfectly see his exquisitely sculpted profile.
He was truly handsome!
No matter from which angle one looked at him, he was astonishingly perfect.
With a full forehead, slanted brows, a straight nose, sculpted lips, and a clean-shaven jawline…
Her gaze slowly filled with the man's face. Le Yao Yao looked intently, carefully, because she didn't know if she would ever have another chance like this to gaze at him so closely while lying in his arms.
The thought of one day parting from this man made her heart ache painfully, to the point where she could hardly breathe.
Those bright Beautiful Eyes gradually became misty, blurring her vision.
However, Le Yao Yao fought hard to suppress her emotions, not wanting him to see her expression or sense her thoughts.
Even if one day the secret would be revealed and this man would leave her, she wished that day would come slowly because she truly wanted to stay by his side.
Even if it was just like now, quietly watching him, she felt completely satisfied.
Just as Le Yao Yao was lost in these thoughts, perhaps because her gaze was too focused, the man who had been looking into the distance suddenly turned his attention toward her. His narrow Cold Eyes met Le Yao Yao's Beautiful Eyes, which she had not yet retracted. He paused for a moment, and his Cold Eyes flickered lightly before he spoke.
"What’s wrong?"
His voice was seven parts husky and three parts deep, yet it was incredibly pleasant to hear.
In the stillness of the night, it was like opening a bottle of aged wine; the rich aroma wafted through the air, intoxicating even before taking a sip.
Hearing such a soulful voice made ripples in Le Yao Yao's heart, as if a small stone had been thrown into her previously calm lake of emotions, creating waves upon waves.
With her heart fluttering, Le Yao Yao's gaze flickered for a moment before settling on the perfectly sculpted lines of his lips.
His lips were on the thinner side.
She had often heard people say that those with thin lips were cold-hearted and unfaithful.
But if you asked Le Yao Yao, that was all nonsense!
The man before her, though cold and unfeeling in appearance, was deeply emotional once one got to know him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be here worrying about Tong Yaar and their troubles.
Although he didn’t voice it, Le Yao Yao could still see the faint sorrow etched on his brow.
Watching this man concern himself for others, Le Yao Yao realized just how sentimental and charming he truly was, especially at this moment. So…
As she thought of this, she instinctively extended her delicate little Lilac and lightly licked her slightly dry Red Lips, her focused gaze never leaving the man’s lips.
At her action, the man’s eyes darkened as he looked at her soft Lilac.
His once icy gaze now hinted at a flicker of desire.
“Little One, are you trying to tempt me?”
His voice came out even more hoarse than before.
Le Yao Yao felt a blush creep onto her cheeks at his words but mischievously winked at him, smiling brightly.
“Maybe!”
Before the man could make a move, Le Yao Yao suddenly reached out both hands and tightly wrapped them around his neck. Her soft lips found their way to his thin Red Lips with precision.
The man's handsome face froze in surprise at her boldness, his eyes widening slightly in astonishment.
After all, this was her first time unconditionally taking the initiative to kiss him…
In truth, Le Yao Yao was feeling incredibly nervous and shy at that moment. In the past, she would never have dared to take such a bold step with this man, but now all she wanted was to kiss him fiercely.
Because she hoped that after their parting, there would be more unforgettable memories.
So, this kiss from Le Yao Yao, though inexperienced, was filled with excitement.
Le Yao Yao had never kissed another man besides Leng Junyu.
Moreover, every time, it was Leng Junyu who initiated the kiss; Le Yao Yao was always the passive one.
But this time, Le Yao Yao took the initiative to kiss him, even though her kissing skills were truly unrefined.
However, Le Yao Yao kept recalling the way men had kissed her in the past, constantly imitating those actions.
That delicate little Lilac first traced and sucked on the man's thin Red Lips, then gently delved into his mouth, swirling and entangling with his tongue.
At first, Leng Junyu was somewhat taken aback, but once he realized what was happening, joy surged within him.
That joy felt as if he had suddenly floated up to the clouds, surrounded by blooming flowers.
The sensation was truly wonderful!
Thus, once the man regained his senses, he shifted from being passive to active, kissing this little beauty who had come to him so willingly!
Both of them kissed with fervor, like parched souls in the desert discovering a sweet water source, continuously savoring each other's sweet nectar...
It wasn't until a long while later, when both were nearly out of breath from lack of oxygen, that they reluctantly pulled away from each other.
At that moment, both their faces were flushed and their lips swollen. Yet they remained motionless.
After parting, their gazes remained tightly locked onto each other as if they could never get enough of looking.
However, compared to Le Yao Yao, the man was clearly much more excited.
Le Yao Yao sat in the man's embrace, breathing heavily. Suddenly, she felt something pressing against her from below, causing her to instinctively squirm a little.
However, as she moved, the man immediately straightened his back. His strong hands firmly gripped her restless waist, and a hoarse voice followed.
"Little One, don't move. If you do, you'll have to take responsibility."
"Uh..."
Hearing his words, Le Yao Yao froze for a moment, realizing what was pressing against her. In an instant, her delicate face flushed with two bright red spots.
Her skin glowed with a rosy hue, resembling a perfectly ripe cherry. The sight made the man's eyes heat up, and he couldn't help but say passionately, "You are so beautiful."
So beautiful that it made his heart race; he wanted to hold her like this forever and grow old together...
Upon hearing the man's compliment, Le Yao Yao smiled softly. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she suddenly turned to him and said, "Yu, how about we have some drinks?"
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