"Splash!"
"Plop!"
"Ah!!??"
Princess Murong Huiying of the Great Yan Kingdom was enjoying a pleasant bath, dwelling on her melancholic thoughts, when suddenly a man in black fell from the roof, landing precisely in Murong Huiying's bathtub, right in front of her, splashing water everywhere.
"Bang!"
Murong Huiying, startled and furious, ashamed and anxious, fiercely swung her delicate fists, striking the intruder on the nose. The person's head snapped back, and a stream of blood gushed out.
Naturally, one is completely unclothed when bathing. After falling into the bathtub, the intruder's lewd eyes were still fixed on Murong Huiying. Murong Huiying wanted to cover herself, but there was nothing in the clear water except some flower petals and fragrant leaves. If she got up to retrieve something, wouldn't her entire body be exposed to his gaze?
Therefore, Murong Huiying, without even seeing who the intruder was, irrespective of his identity, swung her fists to beat the scoundrel, intending to knock him unconscious, escape herself, and then order the royal guards to capture and dismember him.
A thief peeking from the roof, either lustful or thieving, and then descending from it, attempting to offend the legitimate daughter of the Left Worthy King? Was this not a capital offense? Even the extermination of his entire clan would not be too severe.
Murong Huiying wielded her delicate fists, trying to knock out the "flower thief." However, she only managed to make him bleed from the nose. In her shame and indignation, Murong Huiying threw another punch, but it was caught by the intruder. She then slapped him, but her hand was also caught. Now, both of Murong Huiying's hands were in the "flower thief's" grip, and simultaneously, her "gates were wide open," her entire body exposed to the "flower thief's" eyes.
Murong Huiying's arms flailed, her fists struck repeatedly, churning the water into a frenzy. Still unable to see the intruder's face, she kicked out with all her might, attempting a final struggle.
"Yingying, it's me!"
At this moment, Zhou Fugui's black mask had been washed away by the water, revealing a face that Murong Huiying found exceptionally familiar. He held both of her delicate fists in his own and, after taking a kick from her, said to her.
Zhou Fugui's nose bled profusely, dripping into the water, whether from Murong Huiying's blows or from a surge of bloodlust, it was unclear.
"Ah? Fu... Gui... is that you? What are you doing here? Let go of me quickly!"
Only then did Murong Huiying see clearly. The person who had fallen from the roof was none other than the lover she had been longing for day and night. A wave of joy washed over her, followed by intense shame. As Zhou Fugui released her hands, he swiftly ducked into the clear water. But how could he hide in the clear water?
Murong Huiying was a woman of the grasslands, bold, and straightforward. However, she was not so bold and straightforward to this extent. Overwhelmed with shame, she hid in the water and asked loudly.
"Hush... keep your voice down!" Zhou Fugui said anxiously, afraid of alerting the royal guards. If they were alerted, not only would he be in trouble, but Murong Huiying would also find it difficult to explain. He rushed forward and pinned Murong Huiying down, covering her mouth with one hand.
"Mmm mmm mmm..." Murong Huiying struggled desperately.
It was over, it was over. The thunder and lightning had ignited the fire. Murong Huiying's slippery body writhed like an eel in Zhou Fugui's arms. For a man in the prime of his youth, who had not known intimacy for a long time, how could he bear this?
He could no longer endure. At this moment, if he could endure, he would not be human.
However, Zhou Fugui was no longer human; he had transformed into a wolf. With blood-red eyes, he roared and pushed Murong Huiying down in the bathtub, indulging in his desires.
Water splashed, the tub water rippled, and the sounds of #*, % were endless.
......
"You scoundrel, flower thief, my Tan Shi Huai Ke Han..."
After a long, long time, Murong Huiying leaned in Zhou Fugui's arms, stroking his increasingly thick beard, and asked softly, "Why did you come in the middle of the night? You... what are you doing here?"
"I came to propose, do you believe me?" Zhou Fugui replied in a muffled voice, somewhat dejected.
Zhou Fugui had come to sever his ties with Murong Huiying, but he never expected such an incident to occur. Not only did it not end their relationship, but it had entangled them even more tightly. At this point, Zhou Fugui and Murong Huiying could no longer be separated.
The words Zhou Fugui had prepared earlier could no longer be spoken.
The only good thing was that Zhou Fugui would no longer be mocked by his cellmate in Pijin City. However, for some unknown reason, he had been imprisoned in Pijin City by the Great Yan court. Zhou Fugui had once inquired about it, but his cellmate never answered.
"Pfft!" Murong Huiying couldn't help but laugh at this, her body trembling with laughter. She tapped Zhou Fugui's forehead and said, "Is there anyone who proposes like you in the world?"
In the dead of night, sneaking into the Left Worthy King's mansion, climbing onto the roof, and then... As Murong Huiying said, is there anyone who proposes like this in the world?
"Yingying..." Zhou Fugui then hugged Murong Huiying and whispered.
"Hmm? You said..." Murong Huiying nodded.
"Before, Zhou believed there was a vast gulf between us, and I was discouraged and saddened. But it's not like that anymore. Zhou vows to marry you as his wife in this life, and I will hesitate no longer."
As for Xiao Qing, Zhou Fugui thought dejectedly, at worst, he would marry them both.
"Fugui..." Murong Huiying was overjoyed upon hearing this, and she tightly embraced Zhou Fugui, kissed his chin, and said, "Yingying also... I will marry no one but you."
"Yingying..." Zhou Fugui said again, "But not now. You know my current situation. It's impossible for you and me to tie the knot right now. However, Yingying, one day, Zhou will come to pick you up on a colorful auspicious cloud."
"Yes, Fugui, Yingying will wait for you, and will always wait," Murong Huiying said with a faint sigh.
Zhou Fugui spoke the truth. One was a princess of the Great Yan, while the other was a condemned criminal soon to be exiled to Xue Lin City. Therefore, it was absolutely impossible for them to marry now.
"Fugui..." Murong Huiying then asked, "Colorful auspicious cloud? What does that mean?"
"It means I'll marry you grandly, and I'll marry you with great fanfare, hehe," Zhou Fugui said with a smile.
"Grandly, with fanfare?" Murong Huiying propped her elbows on Zhou Fugui's chest and looked at him, asking, "Do you have a way?"
"Behave yourself, or I'll..." Zhou Fugui glared at Murong Huiying and said, "I don't have a way, but I have a sword. Anyone who dares to obstruct will have to answer to my sword."
"Slap!" Murong Huiying was startled and slapped Zhou Fugui, scolding him, "What do you want to do again? Haven't you suffered enough? You actually... you're so reckless, so impulsive. Can't we wait until I return to do anything?"
"Alas, my dear princess..." Zhou Fugui sighed, "What you said does have some truth to it. But can you understand the pain of losing loved ones? My elder brother was brutally murdered and died after two months of torment. My sister was defiled by these beasts. My blood boiled, and so... Alas, I didn't want to be impulsive, I didn't want to be reckless, but I couldn't help it! Your Highness, you say to wait until you return? Can you avenge me when you return? What about the matter of Al Bugu killing over a thousand brothers in my White Tiger Battalion? What happened? Those beasts are still at large! The world is unjust, I can only act on behalf of heaven! Hmph!"
Although Zhou Fugui said this, he still felt a slight regret in his heart. At that time, besides indiscriminate killing, there were indeed many other options. Zhou Fugui was indeed impulsive at that time.
Perhaps this was the price of youthful passion.
"Fugui..." Murong Huiying was speechless. She then rubbed her head against Zhou Fugui's strong chest and said softly, "Your experiences, Yingying empathizes with you deeply. Yingying also finds it extremely difficult. Yingying has also mentioned this to my father, asking him to arrest Al Bugu and the others and punish them. But my father said that the army had just suffered a defeat, and it was a time when people were needed, so..."
"A time when people are needed? Hmph, what use is such a person?" Zhou Fugui snorted upon hearing this, "They are merely shielding their own people."
"Splash!" Murong Huiying emerged from the water and stood in the bathtub, looking at Zhou Fugui and angrily exclaiming, "Zhou Fugui, you can't say such nasty things. What do you mean by shielding their own people? The matters of the court are extremely complicated. Father said this not because it was his true intention, but because this matter involves all aspects of the court."
"Splash!" Zhou Fugui was furious upon hearing this and also stood up, glaring at Murong Huiying and shouting, "It involves all aspects of the court, and so the thousand soldiers of my White Tiger Battalion can just die in vain? It involves all aspects of the court, and my elder brother can be murdered, and my younger sister can be defiled?"
"Oh dear, that's unsightly. Hurry up and put on your clothes." Murong Huiying was so ashamed that her face turned red. She quickly put on a fur robe and threw a women's fur robe to Zhou Fugui.
"Hmph!" After putting on the fur robe, Zhou Fugui still looked furious.
"Fugui..." Murong Huiying then took Zhou Fugui and sat by the bed, saying softly, "You were fortunate to survive this time... In fact... it was the result of the struggles among various factions in the court. The outcome was that you were fortunate to live... Yingying went to beg the Imperial Preceptor at the time, and the Imperial Preceptor was unwilling, but finally, Empress Dayani begged for you, and only then did the Imperial Preceptor reluctantly agree. I just don't know what Empress Dayani's true intentions were?"
"It's just that she has ulterior motives," Zhou Fugui sighed and nodded. "Regardless, it was Her Highness the Empress who saved Zhou's life. This kindness, Zhou will repay it tenfold in the future. But your father... the Left Worthy King... alas..."
Zhou Fugui shook his head and sighed.
"Fugui, do you hate Yingying's father?" Murong Huiying asked, looking at Zhou Fugui.
"Hate? Zhou is a criminal and a prisoner, how dare I hate a prince of the Great Yan?" Zhou Fugui said with a cold laugh.