Chapter 1182: West Duke Is Getting Married!

Releasing her immediately, Xuan Ying knelt on the bed as he looked at the stained fabric on him, his face somber.

Feng Lingxue sat up, drawing two tissues out of the box as she tried to help clean him. “I’m sorry, I’ll help you wipe it clean. I’ll do it right now…”

Her hands touched his stiff muscles, merely separated by the thin materials of his clothes. He felt as though a feather ran over his heart, distracted by her move.

The position they were in was extremely intimate too, her head right in front of his groin.

“Damned woman, where are you cleaning?” he grit his teeth as he cursed.

Feng Lingxue instantly lifted her head, she was completely clueless as to what she had done wrong. “What’s the matter?”

Xuan Ying still had some pent up desires inside of him, his inky eyes spelled danger.

Not to mention how she looked at him with that innocent expression of hers and those supple red lips.

She really was a nymph.

“F*ck!”

He cursed, he could sense himself dying under her hands one day.

Getting up from the bed, Xuan Ying stepped into the bathroom. With a loud bang, he slammed the door, resulting in a loud sound that reverberated through the room.

Huh? Feng Lingxue looked at him from the back, feeling all perplexed. He really was getting more erratic by the day.

…

Feng Lingxue cleaned herself and put on the maid uniform before heading downstairs.

In the dining room.

Xuan Ying sat in the main seat and two concubines were having breakfast with him. Once they noticed Feng Lingxue had come, one of the concubines quickly acted, “What are you waiting for? Come over and pour me some milk.”

“Yes.” Feng Lingxue went in front, picking up the jug of milk.

When she was about to pour, a deep voice rang in her ears. “Put it down.”

Stunned, Feng Lingxue lifted her eyes to look at Xuan Ying.

And was met with Xuan Ying’s threatening gaze. “You can’t understand my words?”

Feng Lingxue instantly put down the jug.

“Come here,” he ordered her again.

Feng Lingxue quickly walked over, afraid that she would be humiliated and punished by him if she didn’t follow his orders.

“Master, do you need anything?” she asked softly.

Xuan Ying stretched his arm out, pulling her slim waist and she fell on his lap.

Hiss.

The two concubines and the maid gasped, looking at Xuan Ying hold Feng Lingxue in his arms with widened eyes.

Feng Lingxue’s lashes fluttered, she tried to get up. “Master, I have other chores to do. I need to pour the milk…”

Xuan Ying grasped her waist, not letting her move even a single inch. He lifted his leg, kicking Chuchu’s chair with his heavy military boots. “Why the f*ck are you only thinking about eating? Go pour the milk!”

The chair split open with just one kick of his and Chuchu fell on her bottom, looking extremely pathetic.

The other concubine stood up also, she didn’t dare make a single sound, just like the rest of the maids present.

They were all bewildered. Even since this Feng Lingxue had come to the Snow Mountain Residence, Young Master had been humiliating and torturing her endlessly.

But Young Master’s attitude today was completely different, he actually started doting on Feng Lingxue.

Chuchu climbed up from the ground in a pathetic manner. She felt so indignant, glaring at Feng Lingxue with envy and while her mind was mad with jealousy. “Young Master, she’s the maid here, how could y–”

Chuchu immediately stopped talking. Xuan Ying shot a baleful glare in her direction that was so dangerous and made her hair stand on end.

“Yes… yes, Young Master!”

They all knew about Xuan Ying’s ways of dealing with women. He would throw the women around him into the military camps, giving them away to his underlings if they did something that displeased him.

Chuchu trembled as she walked in front, pouring a glass of warm milk.

Xuan Ying picked up the glass of milk, bringing it to Feng Lingxue’s lips. “You’re not feeling hungry? Drink this glass of milk first.”

Shocked at the change in behavior, Feng Lingxue didn’t know how to react. Instead of torturing her, he was treating her so well today?

He even fed her the glass of milk personally.

What was wrong with him?

Xuan Ying’s inky eyes landed on her face, his gaze complex and she couldn’t tell what was on his mind.

“N-No thanks,” she declined hastily.

“Do you need me to feed you?”

“What?”

Xuan Ying drank the milk, bending over to kiss her lips. Forcing her teeth open, he fed the mouthful of milk into her mouth so overbearingly.

Feng Lingxue’s eyes widened, she was forced to drink the milk, she simply had no other choice. Xuan Ying didn’t let go of her, continuing to kiss her for a while before finally letting her loose.

He even licked the milk on her lips away.

Feng Lingxue’s face turned all red, he fed her the milk… like that!

“You need me to continue feeding you?” He prepared to feed her again.

“I can do it myself!”

She picked up the glass of milk, gulping it down immediately.

“Ha.” Xuan Ying let out a chuckle beside her ear.

It tugged at her heartstrings and even the glass of fresh milk seemed to taste so sweet.

Ever since that night three years ago, when she was dragged into a dark house and lost her chastity, she knew that she had been tainted.

She was conscious, terrified and so she kept everything to herself, not letting anyone come inside her world.

Since then, she didn’t dare expect anything. She knew that she was no longer in the position to be with him. Their identities and status were on a completely different level now. He was Silver Mask King while she was a lowly person, their gap was simply too huge.

But now, it felt so heartwarming.

It was almost like Brother Ying was back.

As long as he treated her a little better, she would sink deeper and fall for him, she just couldn’t help herself.

“Finish your breakfast and I’ll take you out to shop.” Xuan Ying kissed her hair from behind.

Shop?

“I don’t–”

“I just got the news that the West Palace had made a public announcement. West Duke is going to get married in two weeks. He’s taking East Duke’s daughter, Ye Ruge as his Duchess while Ah Xiao will be his consort. Both ladies will be moving into the West Palace concurrently.”

What?

West Duke Lu Yeming was going to get married?

In two weeks’ time?

Why was it so rushed?

“All these years, the mysterious King living in an old palace hasn’t been in good health and has been spending time recuperating. No matter how fierce the competition and power rivalry is between the four dukes, he hasn’t made an appearance no matter what. Without an edict, no one is to enter the Palace.

“But according to the traditions, every duke who gets married would have to enter the Palace and meet the King. West Duke would be able to enter the Palace once he gets married.

“Also, Jadeite Hall is going to be crowded today. West Duke will be bringing Ye Ruge and Ah Xiao there for a dress fitting. I’m going to get a few pieces of clothing custom-made for you too, okay?”

Once Chuchu and the other concubine heard that, they dug their nails deep into their palms and bit their tongues to stop any complaints from coming out. Jadeite Hall was a couture house, custom making clothes only for the royals of Country A. Every piece from their new season would be a trendsetting force, even if one had the money, they would not be able to buy it.

But now, Young Master was going to custom-make some clothes for Feng Lingxue. It really invited a lot of jealousy.

…

At the Jadeite Hall.

The bulletproof car parked on the lawn and the car door was pulled open.