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On the afternoon of the sixth day, the coach was about to enter the capital of Donghan City.

In the carriage, Xiao Lan closed her eyes and remained motionless as she leaned against the wall of the carriage. If it were not for the fact that she was still breathing lightly, the current her would be no different from a lifeless statue.

Xuanyuan Yun, who was seated in the middle of the carriage, slowly raised his eyes. His pitch-black eyes first landed on Xiao Lan's beautiful face, which had been tightly shut, before he descended the carriage.

Xiao Lan's skin was as white as snow. At this moment, the area below her neck was covered in countless bruises. The bone-deep bite marks on her shoulder was especially shocking.

Xuan Yuan's breathing gradually slowed. He … He had indeed gone too far.

It was because Xuanyuan Wentian's gaze was so focused that it made people unable to ignore him. With his eyes closed, Xiao Lan could clearly feel where his gaze fell on her body. She extended a hand, and tightly pulled up the clothes on her body.

However, what she was wearing right now was Xuanyuan Po's outer robe. Because her clothes had already been torn to shreds, no matter how hard she pulled on the outer robe, she could still reveal a large portion of her skin.

Xuanyuan Po's eyes were still on her.

Xiao Lan's fingertips started to become stiff, and a feeling of humiliation that she had never experienced before started to rise unceasingly from the bottom of her heart.

As for Xuanyuan Yun, he felt Xiao Lan's emotions surge and after that, he tightly pursed his lips as a sharp pain flashed across his heart.

Why couldn't she get along with him?

Why did she and he always have to torture each other like this?

Could she and him really be the same as an ordinary couple …

Xuanyuan Wentian's pained aura was being released from his body nonstop, and very quickly, the aura of the entire carriage became extremely pained.

Smelling the somber pressure, Xiao Lan slowly opened her eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Yun.

For a moment, their gazes met.

Xiao Lan's eyes were ice-cold, while Xuanyuan Wentian's eyes were filled with dejection.

Seeing this, Xiao Lan couldn't help but raise a sneer.

The one who was being tortured was her, he was Xuan Yuan, so why was he feeling sad?!

Seeing the mockery and hatred in Xiao Lan's eyes, Xuanyuan Yun took a deep breath as the pain throughout his entire body stung his heart.

He was hating him again …

Forget it, if it can't be changed, then I won't be optimistic about it.

Xuanyuan Yun withdrew his gaze from Xiao Lan and silently looked elsewhere.

Xuanyuan Wentian's indifference made Xiao Lan unconsciously think of the ice-cold and emotionless Xuanyuan Wentian had been while torturing her.

Lowering his eyes, he suddenly saw a porcelain cup that had already finished drinking its tea. In the next second, without even thinking about it, he clenched the porcelain cup and fiercely smashed it towards Xuanyuan Wentian.

The cup carried an inexhaustible sharpness as it shot towards Xuanyuan Po. The sharp Xuanyuan Po did not even turn his head back as he easily dodged the cup that was flying towards him.

"Peng!" With a loud crash, he crashed into the wall behind Xuanyuan Yun, then fell to the ground in pieces.

A tiny piece of porcelain quickly cut past Xuanyuan Feng's body and cut off a strand of his black hair as it passed by his ears. The jet black hair fluttered onto the thick carpet, it was extremely eye-catching.

Xuanyuan Wentian's pitch-black eyes were like the deepest abyss as they silently stared at that piece of hair that had fallen to the ground.

"You Lanyi!"

Xuanyuan Wentian suddenly raised his head, "You still dare to be so arrogant!"

Hearing this, Xiao Lan's fingers straightened and tightly gripped the wide robe on his body as his eyes narrowed ice-cold.

"Xuanyuan, it's not that I'm arrogant, it's that you've gone too far!"

He was going too far?!

"Alright, alright. This King has gone too far."

Then he needed to let her know what was meant by "going too far"!

Xuanyuan Yun suddenly raised his arm and dragged it towards Xiao Lan without hesitation.

Sensing Xuanyuan Yun's actions, Xiao Lan almost couldn't help but tremble.

For the past few days, Xuanyuan Wentian had been bullying her so roughly that it had made her heart palpitate, but now that she saw his actions, Xiao Lan didn't even think about hiding behind him.

Xuanyuan Yun seemed to have already guessed that Xiao Lan would react in this way, and instantly sped up when Xiao Lan was about to dodge. His slender fingers firmly grabbed onto Xiao Lan's arm and with a sudden tug, Xiao Lan was pulled to his side once again.

Feeling Xuanyuan Yun's strong sense of masculinity, Xiao Lan's resolution just now had all turned into panic.

In the past few days, she had tried everything to resist Xuanyuan Po, but it had all been for naught.

In front of Xuanyuan Wentian, she was like a leopard cat whose water chestnut had been pulled out from its body. Even if she cried out loud, it was of no use, she could only be crushed flat by him in the end.

Xuanyuan Feng's thick and broad palm was already covering Xiao Lan's waist in a practiced manner. The warmth of his palm quickly spread through his outer robe and pressed onto Xiao Lan's skin. In an instant, Xiao Lan became as stiff as stone from head to toe.

Sensing Xiao Lan's reaction, Xuanyuan Yun slowly approached Xiao Lan and his thin lips flashed past her ear.

"Wasn't it amazing just now? What, are you afraid now?"

Waves of the fragrance of the Dragon's Saliva entered into Xiao Lan's mouth and nose with unstoppable force, and Xiao Lan's body was completely stiff without a trace of softness.

"Xuanyuan, don't touch me."

Don't touch her? Xuanyuan Yun coldly raised the corner of his mouth as he tightened the grip around Xiao Lan's waist.

"You Lanyi, it's this king's decision whether to touch or not. If you fail to fulfill my promise, you will have no choice!"

As he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Yun tightly pulled Xiao Lan into his embrace.

Instantly, Xiao Lan's stiff body began to shake.

She, Xiao Lan, was not a person who was afraid of pain, nor was she a weak person. However, facing Xuanyuan Wentian's bullying and humiliation, she felt an enormous pain from within her soul.

After all, she liked him …

To be tortured so shamelessly by the man you love is a hundred times more painful than any physical pain.

"Xuanyuan Feng, how can you treat me like this!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Xiao Lan roared at the top of her lungs.

His voice was filled with extreme grief and indignation, causing Xuanyuan Wentian's movements to pause as he raised his head to look at Xiao Lan. When he saw the accusation and questioning expression on Xiao Lan's face, Xuanyuan Wentian was instantly inexhaustible.

She dared to accuse and question him like that, what reason did she have to accuse and question him!

"You Ran Yi, how can you treat this king like that!"

"Me!"

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, and a voice like the wind that could be heard from outside the carriage was heard.

"Your Highness, your subordinate Rufeng has an important matter to report."

The explosive atmosphere in the carriage was abruptly cut off just like that.

Xuanyuan Yun turned his gaze outside the car and retracted his anger slightly.

"Speak!"

"Your Highness, the pavilion master of Yama Minamiya, the Seventh Prince of the Southern Jade Pavilion, entered the capital yesterday. Today, together with the crown prince and princesses of Nanxuan, we are quietly waiting for your return in front of the Residence of Regent."

What...

Xiao Lan's eyes clearly became dull when he heard this.

The identity of the Seventh Prince of the Xie Clan, Luo Que, had already entered the capital?

What did that mean?