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Chapter 533: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 66

Fu Heng was alert. He had practiced martial arts for many years and was particularly sensitive to smells. Although the fragrance was light, it was strangely sweet and not an ordinary spice. He was about to hold his breath and concentrate, but he saw a light purple figure approaching.

It's Concubine Chun! Fu Heng was startled and subconsciously took a half step back.

It is really strange that she appears in Changchun Palace now.

"Fu Heng, you're here." Concubine Chun's voice was as soft as water, and her eyes seemed to contain thousands of words.

Fu Heng suppressed his doubts and bowed: "Your servant Fu Heng pays respect to Her Majesty Concubine Chun."

"Why do we have to be so polite between you and me?" Concubine Chun sighed softly, took a step forward, and wanted to reach out to help Fu Heng.

Fu Heng quietly moved aside and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty is of noble status, I dare not overstep the boundaries."

The fragrance became stronger and stronger, like countless invisible threads, tightly entwining Fu Heng and Concubine Chun. Fu Heng felt a rush of hot air in his body, and his breathing became rapid.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to stay awake, but the fragrance was too overbearing and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Concubine Chun had always been in love with Fu Heng, and at this moment, she was even more moved by the fragrance. She looked at the man she once loved deeply, and her eyes showed admiration without any concealment.

"Fu Heng..." Concubine Chun called softly, her voice was charming and seductive, completely different from her usual dignified self.

Fu Heng only felt a loud bang in his mind, and the last line of defense of rationality completely collapsed.

The fragrance was like an invisible net, tightly binding Fu Heng's mind. The woman in front of him, every frown and smile overlapped with Er Qing, the familiar eyebrows, the coquettish tone, all reminded him that she was the one he had been thinking about.

"Er Qing..." Fu Heng murmured to himself, his voice hoarse, with a bit of suppressed desire. He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the face he had dreamed of.

Concubine Chun's heart trembled. The deep affection in Fu Heng's eyes almost melted her, but she knew clearly that this deep affection did not belong to her. But even so, she was unwilling to let go. Even if it was only for a moment, she wanted to have this false tenderness.

"Fu Heng, are you finally willing to call me?" Tears glistened in Concubine Chun's eyes. She took Fu Heng's hand and placed his palm against her cheek.

"Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"

Fu Heng felt a warmth in his palms, and the soft touch spread throughout his body like an electric current. He could no longer restrain the desire in his heart, and he hugged Concubine Chun into his arms and kissed her lips.

This kiss, with long suppressed desire and confused indulgence, swept over like a violent storm. Concubine Chun screamed, but was powerless to resist, and could only let Fu Heng bring her into this crazy vortex.

In Changchun Palace, the originally quiet air became hot and dry, and the sweet fragrance became stronger, as if fueling this forbidden love.

Fu Heng's mind was blank. He only knew that he wanted to get the woman in front of him. He wanted to rub her into his bones and blood and make her belong to him forever.

"Erqing, my Erqing..." Fu Heng murmured over and over again, as if possessed.

Concubine Chun's body trembled in Fu Heng's arms. She was both scared and excited, with complicated emotions intertwined in her heart. She knew that once she took this step, there would be no turning back.

Fu Heng's kisses fell on Concubine Chun's face and neck like a storm, and he called out "Er Qing" incoherently.

Concubine Chun was frightened by this sudden madness, but she soon sank into this false tenderness. She was greedy for this love that did not belong to her, even if it was only for a moment, it was enough.

"Fu Heng..." Concubine Chun panted, with a mist in her eyes.

Concubine Chun responded weakly, allowing Fu Heng to do whatever he wanted.

The fragrance is so overbearing that it is enough to disturb people's minds even from a distance.

Fu Heng opened his eyes suddenly, and the remaining joy faded away like the tide, replaced by a bone-chilling chill.

He looked at the messy bed and smelled the sweet aroma that had not yet dissipated in the air. His stomach churned. What caught his eye was the bright yellow bellyband scattered on the ground. That was...

"Awake?" A lazy voice sounded. Concubine Chun, with her bare shoulders, supported her head with her hands, and looked at him with seductive eyes.

Fu Heng was struck by lightning. He grabbed the clothes and put them on carelessly. The scene just now kept replaying in his mind. Shame and anger burned his internal organs like a raging fire.

"You...what did you do to me?!"

"What did you do? Fu Heng, have you forgotten that it was you who hugged me and begged me..." Concubine Chun smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth, her eyes full of charm, but in that charm, there was a creepy madness that made people's hair stand on end.

At this point, Concubine Chun no longer cared who had plotted against her. On the contrary, she had to thank that person.

Fu Heng felt nauseous, as if he had swallowed a fly. He pointed at Concubine Chun and trembled with anger.

"You...you actually resorted to such despicable means!"

"Despicable?" The smile on Concubine Chun's face became even more intense.

"Fu Heng, there is no such thing as uprightness in this palace. What's going on between you and me is just a matter of mutual benefit." As she spoke, she lifted the quilt, slowly stood up, walked in front of Fu Heng, and lifted his chin with her slender jade fingers.

"Why, now that you've gotten an advantage, you're still acting like a good kid?"

He waved away Concubine Chun's hand and said with disgust: "Don't touch me!"

Concubine Chun staggered a few steps and almost fell down, tears finally burst out of her eyes. She didn't understand why Fu Heng suddenly became like this. Just now, he was hugging her gently and calling Er Qing's name over and over again...

"You're crazy! Do you know what you are doing?!" Fu Heng roared, his voice trembling with anger.

"Crazy? Hahaha..." Concubine Chun laughed out loud, with a hint of sadness and madness in her laughter.

"Yes, I am crazy! You guys drove me crazy!"

She rushed to Fu Heng and grabbed his collar, her eyes red and her voice sharp: "Fu Heng, tell me, why? Why would you rather choose that vicious Wei Yingluo and that bitch Er Qing than even look at me? How am I inferior to them? In terms of family background, talent, and appearance, how am I inferior to them?!"

When Fu Heng heard Concubine Chun mention Er Qing, his face suddenly changed. His original anger seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water, leaving only guilt and panic. He subconsciously took a step back, avoiding Concubine Chun's hand, his eyes were erratic, and he didn't dare to look her in the eye.

"You...what nonsense are you talking about?" Fu Heng's voice trembled a little, as if he was trying hard to hide something.

Concubine Chun looked at Fu Heng's reaction and sneered in her heart. Sure enough, he still had Er Qing in his heart!