Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 824: I Didn’t Know Aruan’s Heart Could Be So Ruthless

Chapter 824: Chapter 824: I Didn’t Know Aruan’s Heart Could Be So Ruthless

Huo Yunjiao met Qin Ruan’s dilated pupils that could not focus. Her voice was softer than ever before, tinged with a coaxing tone, "Ruanruan, tell me what happened?"

Qin Ruan couldn’t describe what was wrong, feeling panic inside as if something uncontrollable was about to happen.

After a while, she opened her mouth and breathed slowly, whispering, "I, I was checking the Black Feather Totem on my uncle’s body when a strange force hit me, and some fragmented images flashed through my mind. They felt very unfamiliar and very unpleasant."

Huo Yunjiao’s gaze was piercing as she softly asked, "What did you see?"

Qin Ruan tried to recall the images in her mind but found that she could barely remember them now, as they had become increasingly blurry.

She massaged her forehead, trying hard to recall, hoping to grasp those memories.

"I... I can’t remember."

Qin Ruan’s troubled and pained expression was too pitiful, and Huo Yunjiao, feeling a twinge of compassion, pulled her into his arms and gently patted her back to soothe her, "If you can’t remember, don’t think about it anymore. Just sleep, and don’t think about anything."

Qin Ruan wasn’t really listening; even though the images became blurry, a repressed and desperate emotion had deeply penetrated her bones.

She murmured softly, "Emperor, I’m cold."

Huo Yunjiao pulled up the blanket over them both, wrapping his arms around her, "I’m holding you, you won’t be cold."

Qin Ruan was not satisfied, "Still cold..."

The bone-chilling coldness, combined with disquiet, made her desperately want to grasp something.

She turned around and grabbed Huo Yunjiao’s shirt with both hands. Seeing the pained expression on his face, she tilted her head and offered a fragrant kiss.

"Cold, so cold... hold me tight!" Her murmuring tone broke, like a little kitten.

The dim indoor lighting tinted the night with a layer of ambiguous atmosphere.

Huo Yunjiao’s Adam’s apple moved; a caged beast was being enticed by the world’s most tantalizing bait.

It was stirring, ready to strike, yet hesitated under the sliver of remaining reason.

Qin Ruan, still sick, allowed Huo Yunjiao to restrain himself.

However, the restless hands at his shirt collar disordered his mind.

His hands, holding her soft body, tightened then slowly loosened, only to tighten again, clearly conflicted.

Huo Yunjiao knew what Qin Ruan wanted, but the present situation didn’t allow for chaos.

Under absolute sober reason, he could only treat Qin Ruan’s desires as unknown, his voice suppressed, "It’s late, sleep early."

He pulled away slightly between them, his gaze shifting, afraid to look at Qin Ruan.

It wasn’t nervousness, but rather fear that the lust in his eyes would frighten the girl.

"Emperor, have you forgotten what you said in the lounge?" Qin Ruan was quite straightforward.

She hadn’t forgotten that he had previously promised to cherish her.

This candid query pleased the Emperor, yet also filled him with helplessness.

The beast imprisoned deep within him was nearly breaking the cage.

A fervent darkness emerged in his eyes, his fingertips leaving Qin Ruan’s waist trembling, unsure of where to place them.

Qin Ruan held her gaze tightly on Huo Yunjiao, her eyes reflecting his tense expression, perceiving his hesitation, and she grew bold, leaning forward.

Her posture was that of one superior, her eyes pleasingly watching the person still in conflicted hesitation.

Huo Yunjiao’s suppressed beast almost burst through its restraint, his reason nearing its peril.

His voice was low, "Ruanruan, be well-behaved, you’re still feverish."

"I’m not!" Qin Ruan protested softly in a coquettish tone, her sweet voice carrying an enticing rasp.

In an instant, the strings in Huo Yunjiao’s mind snapped one by one.

His throat suddenly went dry, desperately wishing for a cup of tea to moisten it.

Qin Ruan lowered her head, closing the distance between them.

She knew he wouldn’t refuse her.

Under the night light, her jade-like wrist hung down, her delicate fingers touching the crumpled shirt collar of the Emperor.

The top two buttons had already been undone.

Her hand rested on the third button, her fingertip touching it.

Without the master’s permission, she didn’t dare to undo it herself.

"Emperor, have you been keeping another woman outside? Today at the banquet, I heard many people wanting to be your concubine. If you despise me, just say it, and I might as well leave with Ayao and Anqi..."

Before Qin Ruan had finished speaking those affected words, she underwent a groundbreaking change.

Previously, she had the demeanor of a controller, but now she had been utterly overturned by him.

Huo Yunjiao’s peach-blossom eyes slightly squinted as he sternly spoke to his delicate wife, "Qin Ruan, try saying one more word!"

Qin Ruan clamped her mouth shut, daring not to utter another word.

At this moment, she had quieted down quite a bit, no longer speaking those provocative words.

Huo Yunjiao eyed Qin Ruan with an inscrutable expression, "What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking of you..." Qin Ruan’s lips slightly pursed as she gently said, "Pamper me."

Huo Yunjiao: "..."

He had never seen someone so eager to be set straight.

It was obvious to him that something was wrong with Qin Ruan, even as she provocatively stirred him up at this moment, the underlying unease in her eyes was clearly visible.

In the dim, silent room, a resigned sigh echoed.

Qin Ruan wanted comfort, and he was willing to provide it.

Huo Yunjiao’s hand rested on Qin Ruan’s forehead, the dampness of her sweat cooled the fervor rising in his heart.

"Ruanruan, you still have a fever."

Qin Ruan got angry, she was being so forward and yet this man was still rejecting her, where was she to put her face.

"Can you even do it or not!"

These words were indeed a provocation.

Huo Yunjiao’s beautiful lips curled into an unemotional smile, "Ruanruan, provoking me won’t work."

In an instant, Qin Ruan felt as if her heart turned to ashes, her already unpleasant mood now compounded with frustration.

Yet, in the next moment, Huo Yunjiao lowered his head to capture her lips.

Muffled words arose between the lips of the two.

"You are too troublesome, but I don’t mind if you insist."

The voice was crisp yet filled with an unbearable intensity.

Subconsciously and in his actions, he still acquiesced to Qin Ruan.

The person who got her wish could feel her heart pounding, her hand tightly clenched.

Even the most beautiful rose would eventually have to bend its branches.

The hand Qin Ruan was clenching was gently but forcefully pried open by Huo Yunjiao.

She heard a whisper by her ear that made her blush and her heart race.

Her eyes, bewildered and misty, twinkled as Qin Ruan realized for the first time that the dignified and noble man in public, could actually speak crass words.

Just as their bodies and minds became one, vague images flashed through her mind.

She seemed to be in a dark, sunless, desolate world.

The still and familiar environment felt oppressive.

In front of Qin Ruan stood a man in a black robe, his dark long hair fluttering in the wind.

As the man’s familiar face appeared before her eyes, Qin Ruan’s gaze turned startled, a mix of panic and fear welling in her eyes.

The hollow chest of the man struck her gaze.

Despite bearing the handsome and reserved visage of Huo Yunjiao, his look was icy as he stared at her.

The man’s voice, full of underlying pain, rang out: "I never knew Aruan’s heart could be so cruel."

"I..." Qin Ruan opened her mouth wanting to defend herself, but before she could continue, her words took on a different tone: "Emperor, my brother is dying, only the heart of the Northern Yin Emperor of Fengdu can save him."

Her tone was even more ruthless than his, yet it was not hard to detect her guilt.

Upon hearing this, the man’s face showed a mocking smile, his gaze pitying as he coldly said, "Do you know that all the past Northern Yin Emperors of Fengdu were heartless, and mine was destined for you. If you want it, take it, but why deceive me with affections, and even lose yourself in the process!"

His words made Qin Ruan realize his disdain, hatred, anger, and the suppressed pain he felt.

Qin Ruan, unable to control herself, blurted out: "My brother..."

Not wanting to hear her excuses, the man waved his sleeve, "Leave."

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