C99 Part3

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Murong Shi put the two cups of tea on the table and said sweetly:

"Third Uncle, Your Highness, here's your tea."

Murong Ci was studying the painting, and when she heard her voice, she rolled her eyes and said,

"Just leave it aside."

Seeing that she personally brought the tea cup, Murong Ci hurriedly rolled up the painting and put it away.

"Your Highness, please have some tea."

Murong Shi thoughtfully brought the tea to her, smiling, without feeling overly enthusiastic.

"The tea is still hot, so just leave it there."

Murong Ci said helplessly.

"The tea isn't that hot anymore.

I tried it. It's really not hot.

You can drink it now."

Murong Shi stepped forward.

As a last resort, Murong Ci gave up and decided to pick up the tea cup, but without realizing what happened, and Murong Shi let it go before she could hold it firmly.

The next instant, half of cup of tea was poured on Murong Ci's hands.

Murong Ci snorted softly, and her beautiful white hand was immediately red from the hot tea.

As the tea dripped, the tea cup fell on the ground, and with a croak, the broken porcelain and tea leaves splashed all over the floor.

Murong Shi screamed in a panic and said:

" Your Highness, it's my fault, I wasn't careful..."

Murong Yu rushed over and wiped away the tea from the red hand with a wide swath, caring and pitying them extremely.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry..."

Murong Shi was crying anxiously.

"Why aren't you going out yet?"

Murong Yu said angrily, with his face as cold as iron.

"Yes..."

She withdrew in fear, knowing that her Third Uncle was angry, and she didn't dare to stay anymore.

After walking two steps and looking back, she saw the Third Uncle holding the scalded hand of His Highness, taking great care and pity.

As she was full of guilt, she couldn't think of anything else, and didn't think there was anything wrong between them.

Qin Ruo and the maidservant who brought the tea hurried in, and saw His Highness being brought into the Inner Hall by the Royal King, so they hesitated and didn't go in after all.

Murong Yu took out the scald ointment, put a little on Murong Ci's red hand, and rubbed it gently,

"Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately not much. I'm okay, I can do it by myself."

Murong Ci withdrew her hand, but it didn't move an inch.

"Let me have a look."

as he said, he slowly pushes the ointment away, and covered her entire little hand, with his demeanor being extremely caring and gentle.

The ointment was cool and comfortable to apply and her hand was fine after all.

In fact, the tea was only a little hot, and compared to her hand, now her cheeks and ears were even hotter than that, as her face turned to a charming red.

While his fingers were still rubbing her hand, he looked up at her.

She happened to be looking at him too, and as their eyes intertwined, he gradually stopped moving.

She wanted to look away, but she seemed to be attracted by something and couldn't look away.

Time seemed to freeze, as the two of them were looking at each other, and this kind of entanglement felt as forever.

She remembered that night when he pressed her down in that house, in that frosty night with only the moonlight.

Back then he was so affectionate and affectionate...

He also thought of the faintly shuddering delicate body in the palm of his hand that night, and her fragrance curled up, like an unparalleled viburnum blooming...

Warmth hit his body and his blood boiled.

Murong Yu hugged her to the desk, and quickly kissed her pink lips, as if to exhaust her sweetness.

Murong Ci's hands were on his chest, and she wanted to push him away, but somehow all her strength was lost.

The whole world slowly moved away from her.

Only his heavy breathing was left in her ears.

Only this familiar and strange snowy face was left.

He swept away the things on the desk and pressed her against it.

Her snow-white neck was so soft that he wanted to swallow it...

He wanted to taste everything that could be tasted.

He stared at her misty eyes, rubbed her beautiful pink cheeks, pecked her delicate red lips lightly, and muttered in a low voice:

"Ci...A'Ci..."

She suddenly became sober.

The scattered soul returned to her body, the mist dissipated, and the eyes were as clear as water.

She pushed him away and said coldly:

"Prince Regent, the name of this Prince is not yours to call freely."

Murong Yu pulled her up, grabbed the back of her head, and smiled charmingly,

"One day, I'll make it so, you'll be willing to let this King call you that."

Murong Ci adjusted her clothes and fled out in a panic.

'How can you get lost in his entanglement again and again?

How can you let him take advantage of it?

So upsetting!'

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END of CHAPTER 99 PART 3

.....................to be continued