The Destiny of Love in Ancient Times

The Destiny of Love in Ancient Times
Refraining From Fire In The Stomach


GU YIHAO has no kidney problems. As for the reason why the man wanted to take a medicinal bath to strengthen the kidneys, Qing Mao did not dare to think any further. Naturally upon sight, this Gu Yihao had no problems with his body. Also, Gu Yihao did not look like a weak man.


She blushed when asked like that and unexpectedly, Gu Yihao immediately kissed her lips. Qing Mao felt her brain empty for a long time and was about to push her chest. But Gu Yihao did not give her the space to do that until Qing Mao was pushed against the bathroom wall and returned to kiss her soft pink lips.


Since Qing Mao did not have the intention to kiss, she was a little overwhelmed by Gu Yihao's sudden attack. As a result when Qing Mao was about to run out of breath, Gu Yihao released the link of his two lips. The man touched the girl's slightly swollen lips.


“Remember to breathe next time. Didn't I always say it?” whispered the man.


“You are really brave! Is it fun to play a hooligan like this?” The girl was angry and embarrassed. Gu Yihao had yet to change position so he was a little pinched.


Gu Yihao had a nice body as well as an ideal height for tall men in general, his long hair was also draped in a little other noble style. His eyebrows were like swords, his thin lips were sensual and his jaws were perfectly formed. In the eyes of women, Gu Yihao was a celestial man full of charm,


But Qing Mao did not want to be tempted by it and turned her heated face away. How perfect this guy is, he doesn't care. It's just ….


“Do you think if my kidneys are weak?” gu Yihao asked back.


“No,” the answer is quick. Qing Mao did not dare to look at the man's face directly.


“Really? Then why do I feel if you think like that?”


“I didn't think about it. Why are you so insistent? Then what will you do to prove if your kidneys are healthy?”chirped Qing Mao who was already upset.


Gu Yihao finally chuckled and thought of something he had never thought of before. “Yah ... What if I prove it now? Rest assured, I can still make you unable to get out of bed tomorrow,” he said so arrogantly.


“No. Don't say that. I don't want to know!” Qing Mao tried to break away but Gu Yihao was unwilling to let her go.


The man was still happy to tease her back into kissing the girl's lips but this time it was softer than before. His body had a natural reaction and increasingly wanted more of this. His body wanted to do something further. However as Gu Yihao's hand slipped into his shirt, Qing Mao naturally refused.


Gu Yihao felt that Qing Mao's body was so warm that her palms that came into contact with the girl's skin felt comfortable and soft. He didn't know it was so fun. It was just that when Qing Mao felt something down there stiffen, her body suddenly stiffened.


As for Gu Yihao himself, not daring to move any further.


“Gu Yihao .. you ..” Qing Mao flushed. He was sure if it moved to provoke this man, perhaps a rape would be imminent.


The man buried his face on the girl's neck and hugged her for a while. “Let me calm down for a moment,” whispered,


“I'll take a medicine shower. You wait outside,” Gu Yihao said immediately closing the bathroom door after pushing Qing Mao out.


“...”


Qing Mao, who was still stunned, immediately realized that the man behaved arbitrarily in this house. He wanted to burst out in anger, yet still tried to restrain himself from provoking the man's lewd desires.


Qing Mao simply clucked in annoyance and immediately left to do something. He asked his subordinates to gather news in the capital, the two dark guards that appeared on the window sills looked at each other and did not know what Qing Mao wanted.


The girl gave both of them a white powder in a fine ceramic bottle. “Switch this around the Nu family page. Not only that, I want you to spread the word if the Nu family has been condemned for past mistakes,” explained Qing Mao.


“Young Miss, why don't we just burn her house down and send a Taoist to do something?” ask one of them and suggest.


“...” You subordinates are worse than your own employers, thought Qing Mao with a twitching mouth corner, “Just do it if you still want to earn a full month's salary.”


“... Yes,” says both quickly. Losing a monthly salary is more depressing than burning down the home of a Nu finance prime minister.


After giving orders to the two dark guards, Qing Mao asked the waiter to bring her a glass of warm milk. He was still a little annoyed about Gu Yihao and naturally wanted to quench his thirst. He drank quietly while reading the worn out book that Madam Pei had given him earlier.


Tomorrow he will go to Vice General Pei's family residence to find an excuse. She always felt that Madam Pei might know something about her or maybe the Qing family. Just as Qing Mao was reading a book, one of the other dark guards suddenly appeared.


“What's up?” The girl glanced at the dark guard who was crouched on the window sill.


The man dressed in black and wearing the mask immediately pulled out a scroll of letters. “Young Mona, no letter from tenth prince.”


“Oh? Give it to me.”


The dark guard handed him the letter and immediately returned to his original position. Meanwhile, Fan Chen and Dong Mei who were on standby in the darkness were curious as to what the tenth prince, Gu Huiling, had delivered.


The girl made sure that the letter scroll was fine before finally opening the rope. Then a row of words written neatly on the paper that is quite rough. He suddenly frowned and seemed to think longer. Gu Huiling actually wanted to make a big move by removing the crown prince from his position faster? Butwhy?


Qing Mao wanted to find Hyou and asked what was going on in the palace at the moment. But maybe Gu Yihao knew more. It was just that he did not want to ask because later on Gu Yihao would definitely be suspicious. So Qing Mao could only call Fan Chen secretly and ask him to go to Gu Huiling's residence to look for an excuse.


“Remember, do not show yourself, if you can, disguise your voice. Are you capable of doing it?” ask Qing Mao.