Chapter 59: Uncontainable Anger

Upon hearing his words, Shen Yuling seemed to lose all her defenses in an instant.

Her clear black eyes welled with tears, like beads of a broken string, rolling down one after another.

They traced a path across her smooth cheeks, dripping onto the bed, leaving behind a small damp stain.

Quan Minghe’s brow furrowed involuntarily.

Gazing at her pitiful appearance, he felt an inexplicable dryness in his throat.

His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.

He instinctively reached out, intending to wipe the tears from her cheeks.

But he abruptly stopped himself.

Quan Minghe looked at her for a long time.

He spoke, “Feng Moheng has gone to the outskirts of the city. He won’t be returning to the Prince’s residence for a few days.”

Shen Yuling felt a sense of relief.

The tension that had been gripping her nerves eased slightly.

Her eyes, still swollen from the tears, stared directly at Quan Minghe.

She softly said, “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

After a brief pause, as if she suddenly remembered something, a hint of unease and hesitation appeared in her expression.

“Your Majesty, tonight…”

Since she wouldn’t be returning to the Prince’s residence, did it mean that he would be resting in the palace?

As soon as this thought arose, her heart hung again.

“I will rest in Yaohua Palace tonight.”

Quan Minghe, as if he had read her mind, spoke in a calm tone.

“But… but, we are alone together, a man and a woman in the same room, wouldn’t that be… inappropriate…”

As Shen Yuling spoke, she lowered her head.

Her relationship with the emperor was against all decorum.

She didn’t want to betray her husband, nor did she like the emperor.

However, before she could finish her sentence, Quan Minghe pinned her down.

Shen Yuling’s body was instantly confined to the bed, unable to move.

“Shen Yuling, even if you have lost your memory, you must remember that you will always be my woman.”

Quan Minghe leaned closer, his eyes as deep as a pool, each word resonating with power.

Every word pierced directly into Shen Yuling’s heart.

“Your body and your heart, keep them for me. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind using my own methods to reclaim them.”

His voice remained calm, devoid of any emotional fluctuations.

Yet, the power in his words sent a shiver down Shen Yuling’s spine.

“I am already married.”

Shen Yuling’s gaze was stubborn.

She bit her lip, summoning her courage to retort.

“Yes, I know.”

“Wait a little longer, and you won’t be the Prince’s wife; you will be my Shen Jieyu. If you can’t wait, I’ll kill Feng Moheng and bring you directly into the palace, how does that sound?”

Quan Minghe stared at Shen Yuling.

His tone was as casual as if he were discussing an ordinary matter.

The coldness in his eyes, however, instilled fear.

Shen Yuling’s pupils instantly widened.

“No, don’t!”

Her voice trembled slightly, almost a sob.

“I… I’ll stay here.”

Seeing Shen Yuling become docile and obedient, Quan Minghe rose and began to unbutton his dragon robe.

In a few swift movements, he removed the robe that symbolized supreme imperial power and casually tossed it onto the gilded clothes rack beside him.

The dragon robe slid down the rack, making a soft rustling sound.

Watching him undress, Shen Yuling felt a sudden discomfort all over.

Her eyes fluttered nervously, avoiding Quan Minghe’s gaze.

Subconsciously, she pulled herself further into the quilt, wanting to avoid this awkward and embarrassing scene.

Quan Minghe looked at Shen Yuling lying with her back to him.

He understood, of course.

She felt disgusted by him at this moment, and her heart was likely still clinging to Feng Moheng.

But Quan Minghe wouldn’t tolerate her harboring another man in her heart.

Even if it meant using forceful measures, he would brand his mark on her very soul.

With that thought in mind, Quan Minghe lay down on his side as well.

He wrapped his arm around her slender waist, applying a gentle force to pull her closer.

Shen Yuling’s back pressed against his chest.

However, Quan Minghe could clearly feel that her body had become rigid.

She feared his power.

So she endured, not daring to resist.

Initially, Quan Minghe had intended to properly “punish” her tonight in bed.

But he hadn’t expected that she had not only lost her memory but her heart had also been stolen by another man.

Given the current circumstances, if he were to do anything excessive, he feared she would fight back to the death.

Quan Minghe had no interest in forcing a woman.

He would take things gradually.

He had endured a month without summoning her, wanting her to recognize her place and abandon any unrealistic fantasies.

Yet, he was the one who ended up suffering!

And someone had even stolen his home!

A sense of stifled frustration washed over Quan Minghe.

He lowered his head slightly.

His gaze unintentionally fell upon a red mark on the back of Shen Yuling’s neck.

It was in a very hidden spot; how could someone who wasn’t close to her have left a mark there?

At that moment, a fire of unknown origin flared up within him.

Quan Minghe’s eyes darkened.

Without giving it much thought, his warm lips covered the mark.

Then came a series of sucking and biting, as if he were trying to erase the mark.

Or perhaps it was a way to vent his anger and jealousy.

Shen Yuling felt a strange sensation on her neck and instantly jolted.

Her body trembled violently.

Her voice, filled with panic, cried out, “No, no! Don’t do this…”

Her voice held a sobbing tone.

Quan Minghe frowned.

He grabbed her slender waist with one hand, the force making her let out a soft gasp.

With the other hand, he twisted her head to face him.

He then held her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

His hands were broad and rough.

The scorching heat seeped through her skin, spreading through her body.

Quan Minghe didn’t hesitate for a second; he kissed her lips, which were slightly parted as she called out “no.”

His kiss was domineering and forceful, leaving no room for resistance.

In an instant, it swallowed all the whimpers that had been escaping her lips.

This was their second kiss.

Quan Minghe didn’t make her close her eyes.

Instead, he stared at her, allowing her eyes, filled with terror and panic, to collide directly with his cold, deep gaze.

Shen Yuling was intimidated by his gaze.

Her fear intensified.

She meekly stopped struggling, no longer daring to resist.

She could only let Quan Minghe roam and conquer her soft territory at will.

In that moment, their lips met, and their teeth intertwined.

A sensual atmosphere filled the air between them.

The faint sounds echoed constantly within the silent chamber, adding a touch of romance.

After a while, Quan Minghe moved his lips to her ear.

He gently licked it, then slowly nibbled on it.

His movements were gentle yet carried a sense of punishment.

“Ugh…..”

Shen Yuling’s body involuntarily trembled, feeling achy and weak.

Quan Minghe’s lips continued to move down her neck, inch by inch.

Her soft earlobes and the long, white expanse of her neck, all came under his control, subject to his “bullying.”

Shen Yuling felt her body become uncontrollable, numb and limp.

As Quan Minghe kissed and caressed her, her clothes unintentionally scattered on the floor.

The thin fabric was tossed out of the bed curtains by Quan Minghe, making a soft rustling sound.

Underneath the quilt, she only wore a lotus-shaped silk undergarment, her snow-white skin faintly tinged with pink.

The skin on her body that had been kissed and caressed by Quan Minghe bore visible red marks.

There were bruises on her waist, wrists, and thighs, caused by his grip.

Finally, Quan Minghe vented his pent-up frustration, managing to suppress his almost uncontrollable possessiveness.

He raised his head.

His voice was hoarse and probing, “Did Feng Moheng do any of those things I just did?”

Shen Yuling had already been frightened out of her wits.

Even if Feng Moheng had actually done those things, she wouldn’t dare to admit it.

“No… no.”

Shen Yuling’s voice was soft and trembling.

Her gaze darted away, unable to meet Quan Minghe’s eyes.