Happy Sunday, folks! Warning: We get a little heated in this chapter~~

Feng Yanyan's back shivered sensing danger but he didn't want to look at her. She still had the gall to be angry at him?!

Hah! As expected, all Kings like this were arrogant.

Contrary to what he was thinking, Her Highness was thinking of something different.

Before, she was still a little apprehensive to go toe to toe with the Feng family. Faced with her Imperial Grandfather's trusted clan, she admitted she was intimidated.

But after learning of some unspeakable things, she felt like her intelligence was being underestimated. After the shock came the fury.

Because of the person lying on the bed, she was still holding back. And Her Highness really couldn't risk having anything go wrong at this time.

In her anger, Long Xu Le originally intended to cast Feng Yanyan away. And yet, all the emotions and fury in her heart condensed when she heard the report that Adrina dared to touch him on account that Beauty Feng was being ignored by the King.

Just a few words but she felt so irritated she wanted to murder people in broad daylight. Wangye had always hidden this kind of thing in the dark and she was about to break her own unspoken rule.

Her Highness hated it and was frustrated at the same time. She was helpless. But when she was at the end of the road, the only way was to move forward.

Long Xu Le sighed and finally rose from her seat.

"Feng Yanyan." Her tone was as authoritative as he first heard it.

But he chose to stay his ground.

"Look at me."

His breathing quickened and he heard the warning in her tone. He really suffered a lot for nothing today and Wangye was still scolding him.

Feng Yanyan felt wronged. He braced himself for the pain and aggressively got up.

"I looked at you! All the time. Always. I looked for you! But you always have reasons to avoid me. You refused to see me. And now you're still angry at me. Did I do something wrong?"

Tears welled from his eyes. "E–even when you didn't visit after the failed assassination, I didn't get mad at you because you're busy!"

Long Xu Le was struck frozen. Two streams of waterfalls kept rolling down his cheek to his chin as he counted his grievances. So much that the King felt he was made of water.

"When they ordered me around, I didn't complain. I still looked for you. I had to see that guy you brought home every day, I didn't complain. I did nothing wrong so why are you mad at me? Just what am I to you?!"

Feng Yanyan glared at Wangye despite his vision being blurry. Her Highness felt a pang in her heart.

She didn't speak for a long time. Wan Li Wang had always been like this. No one could reach her, no one had the right to.

He didn't expect her to answer and yet her lips parted. "If I were a poor village girl, I would elope with you and live in the mountains."

Feng Yanyan: ....

He was so stunned that even his tears stopped falling. "Wha-"

"It doesn't matter if you want to elope with me. I will still get you. I will haunt and forage for food every day. You only have to stay at home..."

Her Highness seemed to see the problem from her statement. "Oh there will be a problem when I get pregnant so we have to bring Xiao Hao. And call Master when I'm nearing my labor."

The King was speaking plainly with her soft mellow voice as though she was painting a scene or singing a song.

Beauty Feng hiccuped in between the words he was hearing.

Elope? That sounded more like kidnapping him.

For the first time, Wangye's gaze wasn't resolute. Her eyes were conflicted and she seemed to be... self-deprecating?

"Unfortunately, you're not a simple boy and I'm not a village girl. Ben dian is King but my moves are limited. Do you understand?"

That was one of the longest string of words that came out of her. Who knew this fool would actually shake his head?

For a while, Long Xu Le felt the difference in their age.

She moved swiftly and held his face close to her chest. "I can't give you a name or a title. Because if I do, you will vanish from this world."

Her Highness was whispering cruel things but his ear still heated up.

Long Xu Le didn't tell him the other far more important reasons why she can't take him in an upright way.

"Then do you still wish to be with me?"

She knew he was young and naive but she was still tricking him to say yes. Because she was selfish. The King wanted both the power and him.

Xu Le wasn't an innocent woman. She was aware of her desires and right now, Feng Yanyan stirred up a desire inside of her. The first time in the total of 30 years of her life.

Her Highness tried resisting. Tried saying that he was just something to be kept for amusement. But now, she couldn't even bear to see him suffer.

That wasn't normal.

It was unpredictable and out of her control. It was like something from the pit of her stomach trying to claw its way up from inside her body. Both pleasant and unpleasant.

She wanted to get rid of it but now she knew she couldn't. If keeping him away wasn't an answer. The only solution now was to keep him by her side even if she used force.

But... there was an inkling in her heart. Wanting to find answers. Her hands snaked to his waist.

"What if you knew that the hidden rumors were true? That I bathe in the blood of innocent people. That I kill on a whim. That I don't keep promises. That I will do everything in my power to crush the current rule."

Wangye's lips were so close to his tear-stained face. Feng Yanyan shivered when she licked him but she clasped his back and pulled him even closer.

He couldn't breathe. So this was how she really was without the shackles she normally put on herself.

Beauty Feng would be a hypocrite if he said he wasn't scared.

Right now, she wasn't a lofty and majestic tiger. She was just a snake that slithered its way out of the mud and disguised itself into a human. Sinister and threatening.

Her lips crawled down to his neck. The sound of her open mouthed kisses and the way she pulled his hair so he could properly present himself to her... it made him lose strength to even resist.

A whimper escaped his lips.

She chuckled. "Why aren't you answering?"

"Yanyan," calling his name and then sucking at the sensitive spot on his neck.

Feng Yanyan made a pained cry of pleasure.

How could he still answer? His mind was blank.

Long Xu Le was still yanking his long hair. Her other arm held him by the waist and her lips moved up to his jaw, trailing soft kisses.

"I asked you a question. Will you still stay with me?"

Beauty Feng had a moment of clarity and he bit his lips. "Do you... do you rape people when you conquer tribes?"

The King didn't know how he could come up with this kind of question. She stared down at him. "I don't but that doesn't mean my men also don't."

"Do you torture people?"

"Yes." She answered without batting an eyelid.

"How?"

"You want to see it?"

Feng Yanyan's hold on her tightened. "No... Does the prince know?"

Wangye narrowed her eyes on him. "You still care about him?"

The hold on him tightened and he felt instinctive fear. He trembled when he heard her next words.

"I heard you saved him from a mudslide and fell in love. That's why you're enthusiastic to enter Suliang."

Beauty Feng's face was constricted. "No!"

He resisted her and he saw the danger in her eyes. Gone was the King who always looked impeccable yet sickly. In an epiphany, Feng Yanyan remembered the book. This... wasn't this the true face of Wan Li Wang? His heart felt stifled remembering all the deeds of the book's King Wan Li.

Long Xu Le's half-closed eyes reflected his frightened look.

"I didn't." He stopped struggling. "I used it as an excuse to escape home."

Wangye didn't ask more questions and stared at him as though confirming the truth of his words. He felt tiny under her gaze.

The 'she' without holding back held great intensity in those eyes. It was so profound that he felt her gaze alone was consuming his very life. And she didn't want to let him go.

But he still couldn't help but ask. "Wangye... is this the real you?"

He was stunned to find her laughing. She laughed so much he felt her chest falling up and down. They were so close. Much closer than ever.

"What is real, what is fake? It doesn't matter. I survived to this day doing everything I can and clawed my way out from the depths of hell. As long as what I want will be mine."

She let him go and tucked him in bed. Her movements were gentle. Like she was still the same King that he knew. The sinister light in her eyes scattered and went back to where they came.

King Wan Li was stoic once again.

Feng Yanyan realized the cold and undetached manner she used to deal with the world could just be her controlling and reining in the demon.

But what could he do? Should I tell her he was just kidding and wouldn't dare to provoke her again?

Ha ha! What a joke. Even though he was scared, he couldn't help but be with her. This was how cannon fodders die, don't they?