269 “Female Counterattack (H)” Chapter 268

015 Romantic Prince

“So there are many wives and children, and the little boy ranks seventh. Let’s call him Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi’s mother was born in a Jiangnan merchant family. In order for the head of the family to successfully inherit the family business, she spent a lot of money to manage it. But after all, she is not as powerful as her aunt’s family, soThis time she became a concubine.When Xiao Qi was born, her eldest brother was already ten years old and was being groomed as the next head of the family.However, Xiao Qi was born with intelligence and a photographic memory. At the age of three, he was able to read poems, books and economics, and he was very good at speaking. Even the teacher invited by the family was full of praise.”

The voice above her head paused, and Ning Wan sighed. She knew that Fang Junchi was comparing his family to his country, and was talking about the past in the palace. He was still the seventh prince at that time, and he would definitely arouse the jealousy of the queen…

“Xiao Qi slowly grew up and became the most like his father. However, Xiao Qi’s mother was worried every day and did not allow him to read and write. But Xiao Qi didn’t understand at that time. So when his father took the school text exam, his tongue was so bright that he outshone the other brothers. His father doted on Xiao Qi very much.She held him on her lap even when she was doing things at home, and stayed in her mother’s courtyard day and night.Xiaoqi thought that her mother’s life would be easier, but she didn’t expect that one day her father was away and her aunt was hosting a banquet, and her mother accidentally drank Xiaoqi’s fruit wine…”

“I think that fruit wine must be poisonous.” Unknowingly, Ning Wan had grasped the hand folded on her abdomen and rubbed it slowly.

Fang Junchi kHe begged his father to hand over Xiao Qi to his aunt to raise him.Xiao Qi was heartbroken. Although the evidence was conclusive, his father did not punish him. Instead, he never looked at Xiao Qi again, never held him again, and handed him over to his aunt who killed his biological mother.”

Even though she had seen this plot in the original work, Ning Wan’s heart still tightened when she heard him narrate it. The palace was strange. Fang Junchi was so young at that time. She noticed that the chest behind her was stiff, and she couldn’t help but said: “In fact, Xiao Qi’s father also loves Xiao Qi, but he can’t help it. Handing Xiao Qi to his aunt mother will save his life.”

After a long time, the sound of Adam’s apple sliding was heard above the head, and the man’s voice was deeper, clear and hoarse: “But at that time, Xiao Qi was only confused, angry and uneasy. The yard where his mother lived was regarded as an ominous place and gradually abandoned. He often sneaked there to cry alone. InHis aunt was very kind to him in front of outsiders, and she never lacked food and clothing.However, if he read a book or practiced martial arts secretly, some evil servants would prick his fingers with thin bamboo needles, so that whenever he opened a book or held a sword, he would feel a sharp pain in his fingertips.”

“What’s even more annoying is the eldest brother. He obviously has everything, but as long as Xiao Qi likes or likes Xiao Qi, he will grab it.”

Twenty years ago, Hao Lianyun, who entered the palace to meet the Queen, took a sidetrack out of curiosity and turned into the abandoned Fengluan Palace. In the courtyard with dark cobwebs and overgrown weeds, a little boy with gorgeous clothes and delicate features was holding a faded wooden sign and crying in a depressed and aggrieved voice, with a low and childish sob.Later she found out that it was Fang Junchi, the unloved seventh prince. Hao Lianyun, who was in his teens, followed him like a demon. Relying on the queen’s favor, he ran to the palace every three days, giving some gadgets to the little boy in Fengling Palace.

At that time, she thought, when I grow up and marry him, he will no longer cry so heartbroken.

But when she was fifteen, what she was waiting for was an imperial edict. She became the crown prince and his sister-in-law, who was envied by everyone in the world. There was a gap in the middle that could not be crossed in this life.

This was the past between Fang Junchi and Hao Lianyun. Ning Wan felt sour in her heart. Members of the royal family were born and grew up in the thorn forest. She heard the voice above her head suddenly turned cold: “So Xiao Qi secretly vowed to take away everything he owns and cares about!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Junchi frowned and was shocked.He openly declared his ambitions, and hurriedly pushed the shoulder of the woman in his arms, and what he lowered his head to face… was actually a small face covered with tears. Clear tears welled up from the glass-like black eyes. Her expression was sad and compassionate. Fang Junchi was so sad when she saw her that her heartbeat, which had been deliberately suppressed, started pounding loudly at this moment.

She shed tears because of his past, like late warmth, gently caressing the little boy’s head through more than ten years of loneliness and hardship.

Fang Junchi subconsciously stretched out his big hand to cover her tearful eyes. His palms were wet and itchy, and his shimmering eyelashes were like a small brush, scratching at his cold and hardened heart for many years.

“Qing Lian… Qing Lian, don’t cry.”

“Xiao Qi, he is just unwilling.” Ning Wan sighed. He may not really want this country, it’s just an obsession rooted in his heart.

In the original work, what he tells about is not his past, but just sweet words to win the love and sympathy of the original person, making her willing to be used by him.

But tonight he was clearly different.

“Don’t say…”

Fang Junchi lowered his head, covered the slightly opened red lips, and licked and kissed her. The confusion and panic in his heart soon turned into physical desire.He wanted to rub her into his body so tightly that no gaps would be left.It seems that this way the heart can no longer be empty.

He stretched out his tongue to lick away the tears on the woman’s face, and the slightly salty and bitter taste stimulated the taste buds. Ning Wan was rarely vulnerable, and her body became more and more sensitive. She was quickly made soft by his “longing” kissing method.

“Um… Your Majesty, please be gentle…” She moaned unbearably. When she glanced at the man’s legs and feet, she noticed dark stains on them, and quickly reached out to push him. “My lord, your shoes and socks are wet, so why don’t you take a shower first?”

“It’s out of the way.”

“Your Majesty!”