Chapter Thirty-Five: You Wouldn't Be Here for Revenge,

ed so sadly, her tears and snot running all over Su Qingying's clothes.Glancing disdainfully at the tears and snot on her clothes, Su Qingying twitched the corner of her mouth. She remembered this mai...It was night.

Xuan Yuan Luo Chen's birthday ended on a day full of excitement. Su Qing Ying, after finishing her dinner, comfortably soaked in the bathtub, the water surface sprinkled with petals, perfectly covering her sexy figure.

Perhaps it was the comfort of the bath, Su Qingying fell asleep leaning against the bathtub. Misty steam drifted past her long eyelashes, her palm-sized face flushed a rosy hue by the heat, and her full, plump lips seemed invitingly soft.

By the way, the birthmark on her face had completely fallen off under her skillful medical treatment, revealing her original stunning beauty. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was captivatingly beautiful.

Even Su Qingying was deeply impressed when she saw that face, smiling like a silly dog all night long.

Asleep, Su Qingying suddenly acutely sensed an unusual presence in her room. Her eyes flew open, and at the same time, the candlelight on the table flickered, a piercing gaze shooting from the bed.

Without a second thought, she lifted her eyes, and Su Qingying's icy gaze landed straight on the bed behind her.

At the moment she saw the intruder's face, she was stunned.

That face, sculpted with such uncanny perfection, and those eyes, the color of blood red poppies, dangerous and deadly – who else could it be but Jun Liye

"Jun Liye What are you doing here" Su Qingying glared at the man who had casually perched himself on her bed, a look of displeasure etched across her face. Her beautiful eyes were filled with apprehension; after all, this man's danger level was incredibly high.

Seeing the other's piercing gaze fall upon her, Su Qingying's scalp tingled. She even forgot that she was sitting naked in the bathtub facing him.

“Ugly woman, what’s your face” The moment she turned around, Jun Liye was deeply taken aback.

I didn't expect that without that disgusting birthmark, she would be so incredibly beautiful.

"Just a mere poison mark, I've already cured it." Su Qingying raised her hand to touch her smooth face, as flawless as jade. She smiled until her eyes were slits.

Whoa haha, didn't expect the original owner to be this pretty, haha, she really got lucky, just wait and see who dares to call her ugly in the future!

Su Qingying was excited for a while, then suddenly remembered that Jun Liye was still sitting on her bed. She blinked her eyes and trembled, saying, "Well, uh, Jun Liye, you wouldn't be here for revenge, would you"

"What do you think" Jun Liye didn't answer, instead he countered with a question. His long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his ruby-like pupils seemed to gather starlight, and as his gaze shifted, it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Su Qingying pursed her lips, thinking to herself, "What a devilishly handsome man. Even when he's just closing his eyes, he's so alluring."

She looked at Jun Li Ye, and said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes: "Oh ho ho... The Regent King of Bei Ling has always been generous, his heart must be as vast as the land of Bei Ling, he certainly wouldn't mind us weak women, just me making my move, right Your Highness"

Su Qingying elevated Jun Liye's image while also implying that if he dared to lay a finger on her, then the land of Beiling would be as small and pitiful as his heart.

Raising an eyebrow, the intelligent Jun Liye could not fail to hear the other meaning in her words. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his sensual thin lips curled up slightly, "Sharp-tongued, I wonder if Princess Wu's eloquence is so admirable. It seems the rumors from the outside world are indeed unbelievable."

Hearing this, Su Qingying secretly rolled her eyes and thought to herself, "You don't even know the half of it."

Glancing at her guarded appearance, Jun Liye let out a cold snort. "Rest assured, this king won't kill you, there's no need to be so defensive. If this king wanted to make a move, you wouldn't even be his opponent."

Yes, I won't kill her, not for now!wn from the corner of his temple. Xuan Yuan Mo immediately knelt on one knee, his face contorted into a mask of patriotic loyalty. Two strands of tears, like noodles, meandered down his heart as he t...