The Emperor Smiles Apologetically, the Regent's Uncle Protects Him Domineeringly

The screen was violently pushed over with a loud, ear-piercing crash.

The excited, twisted look on Ruan Linlang's face, as if she had just caught someone cheating in bed, froze on her face.

The scene of her imagined disheveled and wanton debauchery did not occur.

There was no adulterer involved.

In front of me, there was only a black wall.

Chu Jinglan stood with his back to the crowd, his figure towering like a mountain. His wide, dark cloak completely covered the person in his arms, leaving no room for anything else, not even a single hair showing.

He gripped the back of Jiang Yining's head with one hand, pressing her face firmly against his firm chest, while his other hand was behind his back, the black jade thumb ring on his thumb gleaming coldly in the candlelight.

The air in the entire side hall seemed to have been sucked out.

"go out."

Two words, so plain and uneventful, yet they weighed on everyone's heart like two mountains.

The two servants at the front buckled in the knees, their kneecaps hitting the cold floor tiles with a dull thud, and they fell to their knees.

Ruan Linlang's eyes widened, her finger pointing at Chu Jinglan's retreating figure trembling uncontrollably: "Your...Your Highness the Regent? You...how did you get here?"

"Do I need to report my whereabouts to the Marquis of Anping's residence?"

Chu Jinglan slowly turned around.

The person in his arms was still firmly held by him. His handsome face was expressionless, but his phoenix eyes behind his glasses were like two ice-cold steel knives, scraping across Ruan Linlang's face inch by inch.

"Miss Ruan, with a group of servants, barged into my changing room with such arrogance. What do you want to see?"

His voice was very soft, but it made Ruan Linlang feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave, chilled from head to toe.

"I...I lost my jade pendant..."

All of Ruan Linlang's arrogance was shattered in that instant, and cold sweat streamed uncontrollably down her temples. "I thought... I thought it was Jiang who stole it..."

"There."

Chu Jinglan slightly raised his chin and pointed to the bamboo basket containing Jiang Yining's dirty clothes in the corner.

A piece of fine mutton fat jade pendant lay forlornly beside the soaked skirt.

Ruan Linlang's face drained of all color in an instant.

"Miss Ruan 'accidentally' dropped her personal jade pendant into the laundry basket, but instead of looking for it, she brought people to kick down my door."

Chu Jinglan took a step forward, and the terrifying pressure of his domineering presence forced Ruan Linlang to retreat three steps, her back slamming heavily against the door frame with a dull thud.

"Is this the upbringing of the Ruan family?"

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached from afar.

Chu Shuwen rushed in, drenched in sweat, and his legs nearly gave way at the sight of the scene. Without even glancing at the person Chu Jinglan was protecting in her arms, he repeatedly bowed to the pale-faced Ruan Linlang, saying, "Miss Ruan, please calm down! My wife comes from a rural background, is uncouth and ignorant of manners. If she has offended you, I apologize on her behalf!"

Jiang Yining, who was in Chu Jinglan's arms, trembled violently.

The subtle tremor was clearly transmitted through the fabric to his chest.

The divine tree in his mind let out a mocking sigh: "This kind of trash is so bad, even one breath of it is disgusting."

Chu Jinglan looked down and felt her rapid breathing behind him, caused by anger or fear.

The nameless fire that had been suppressed in his heart for so long burned even more fiercely.

"Chu Shuwen"

Chu Jinglan called out to the boy who was about to bend down to pick up the jade pendant, wanting to curry favor with Ruan Linlang's nephew.

"Uncle, what are your orders?" Chu Shuwen immediately stood up straight, his face full of fawning smiles.

"If someone slanders your wife, is your first reaction to apologize to the other party?"

Chu Jinglan's voice was so cold it could drop ice shards.

Chu Shuwen choked, and hurriedly explained, "Uncle, the Ruan family is powerful, and it's true that Yining acted without restraint..."

"Shut up."

Chu Jinglan couldn't be bothered to look at his disgusting face anymore.

He suddenly tightened his arms, and to everyone's astonishment, he picked Jiang Yining up in his arms and strode out.

No one dared to stop them.

The space inside the carriage was narrow and cramped.

The heavy curtains blocked out the noise of the rain from the outside world, and the carriage was so quiet that only the two people's breathing could be heard, one light and one heavy, intertwined.

Jiang Yining huddled in the innermost corner, still tightly wrapped in Chu Jinglan's cloak stained with ambergris. The man's scent permeated her every inch, enveloping her completely.

The roots of the sacred tree surged wildly through the meridians of her limbs and bones, a primal and greedy thirst for this supreme "heat source" beside her.

It's so hot.

It felt like there was a fire burning inside my body.

I really want to stick it there.

She bit her tongue hard, trying to stay conscious with the sharp pain.

Beneath the cloak, she wore only a thin undergarment.

In the chaos just now, one of the ties at her collar broke, and it was now loosely open, revealing a large expanse of fair skin and delicate collarbones.

"come over."

Chu Jinglan sat in the main seat with a book on his lap, but he didn't read it.

The sound was particularly deep in the confined space.

Jiang Yining shook her head, desperately shrinking into the corner, but her body went limp against her will: "Uncle...I'm not cold."

Chu Jinglan put down his book, his phoenix eyes, hidden behind his glasses, were dark and unfathomable, like a bottomless, icy pool.

He didn't say anything more, he just looked at her quietly.

That gaze was more oppressive than any words.

Jiang Yining finally gave in, moving her knees and inching closer.

With each inch closer she got, the pleasure from the divine tree in her dantian intensified, its fatal attraction sending shivers down her spine.

When she finally knelt at Chu Jinglan's feet, the dense, almost tangible imperial dragon aura made her groan with pleasure.

"look up."

He commanded.

Jiang Yining obediently raised her face, her eyes reddened at the corners, and her pupils were shimmering with water, as if covered by a layer of mist.

Chu Jinglan reached out and pinched her open neckline with his slender fingers.

His fingertips were hot, pressing against the skin below her collarbone through the thin fabric, the touch instantly tensing Jiang Yining's body.

Since the tie had broken, he could only pull the two sides of his shirt together tightly, trying to tie a knot.

This action seemed somewhat clumsy for a regent who was strategizing and in control of the world.

As he moved, the back of his hand inevitably brushed against her soft neck, and the delicate touch made his fingertips pause.

"Well……"

Jiang Yining finally couldn't hold back and let out a very soft, tearful whimper.

Unable to resist her body's instincts any longer, she leaned forward, her cheek pressed against Chu Jinglan's wrist as he straightened her clothes, like a cat on the verge of death finding a life-saving spring, greedily rubbing against the spot where his pulse was beating.

Chu Jinglan's hand suddenly froze.

"Jiang Yining." His voice was hoarse and barely audible, carrying a dangerous warning, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Jiang Yining's mind was already somewhat scattered. She couldn't hear what he was saying at all, only knowing that this man was the medicine that could save her life.

She even raised her hands and grabbed his wrists to prevent him from leaving, her hot breath spraying onto his palms.

"Uncle...please help me..."

Why would I...?

Although Jiang Yining was in a daze, she guessed that it was the voice that had been urging her on that.

Every time she gets close to Chu Jinglan, she wants to take him away...

[Yes, I'm sorry... Waaah... This will all be over soon, you have to...]

You must... "eat" Chu Jinglan, or he will kill you...

To Chu Jinglan, this soft, pleading voice was the most direct invitation.

Looking at the infatuated face before him, his rationality snapped one by one.

He could simply lower his head and kiss those chattering red lips.

He could control the trembling body before him with just a reach of his hand.

What's going on?

Chu Jinglan looked conflicted. He clearly wasn't interested in women, so why did he keep softening his heart towards Jiang Yining?

"Bang!"

The carriage suddenly jolted violently and came to a sudden stop.

The impact caused Jiang Yining's forehead to hit his chest.

"Your Highness! Something terrible has happened!"

A guard's anxious voice came from outside the carriage: "Madam... the old lady of the Chu family has arrived with people, saying... saying she wants to take the young mistress back to the manor for questioning!"

The lust surging in Chu Jinglan's eyes vanished the moment he heard the words "Old Madam".

He grabbed Jiang Yining's cold hand and pressed it firmly against her disheveled collar, his movements carrying an undeniable force.

"Don't be afraid."

He lifted the carriage curtain, looked at the dark mass of servants in the rain outside, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips.

"I'd like to see who dares to touch her."