Yan Ge's already injured arm cushioned the fall . Her ankle was sprained and she groaned the moment they landed .
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Although as emperor, the people around him would protect him every which way, he never thought of being protected by a woman at this time . He held her in nearly the first moments after the fall: "How are you?"
"Not too well . " Yan Ge's voice was weak: "A broken leg and a cracked chest . It seems that I’m dying . "
Emperor Yuan's hands were covered in the blood from her arm, and though he could not see in the darkness, the wetness made tremble from fear .
"Don't talk . " He neatly ripped his sleeve and wrapped it around Yan Ge's wounded arm . After squeezing her four limbs to make sure she had no other injuries except for her ankle, he finally let out a sigh: "Bear it for a little while, Zhen[I] will bring you out . "
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He had not finished speaking before Yan Ge suddenly approached him and kissed him on the lips .
Her kiss was like a hot and spicy wine that caught in his throat . He was unable to react for a moment and could only bear it passively .
As emperor, he did not like being passive this way and so he only stunned for an instant . He proactively grabbed her waist and pressed her tightly into his arms .
Although her kiss was full of momentum, it was ultimately green . With his initiative, she became a duckweed drifting with the current and allowed him to barge through to get what he wanted .
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It was as if the two were having a duel . While she attacked first, he was like a successor that exceeded the predecessor striking back skillfully until she lost helmet and armor in utter defeat .
Squeezing her waist tightly, he reigned in his desires and pulled away abruptly, making sure to bite her lips as he did so: "Why do you want to be a mountain bandit? Just how many . . . how many scholarly men have you captured?"
Yan Ge heard is gnashing molars and chuckled in a low voice . She hooked her other hand around his neck and raised herself up to press a kiss on his chin: "I am that scholarly man . "
Her voice was clear and light, and the relieved exhale he let out in his heart shuddered out like fluttering wings . His body was so rigid that he couldn’t think clearly; all the thoughts in his mind were about the beauty stuck close to him .
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Her small hands groped his clothes, and the tip of her tongue brushed over his lips: “If I was the bandit leader, I would have undoubtedly imprisoned Your Majesty on the mountain, not flee in a panic . ”
His taught body resembled a string, and when her warm and wet tongue touched his lips, it finally snapped . One hand took off his clothes and spread them on the leafy ground while the other grabbed her provocative fingers and bit down on them .
"Why not say that earlier?" He was somewhat resentful and helpless . Not waiting for her reply, he kissed her again .
Her chest was bound with layers upon layers of cloth . He impatiently tore them open and was exasperated with this person that did not care for her own chest .
When impatient, the heart became vaguely expectant and excited .
He has never looked so forward to being sincere with a woman and blending with her as he was now .
He placed her carefully on top of the clothes and bent down to kiss her skin adoringly .
Her hand seized his neck and she giggled: "They’re too small . If you bite again there won't be anything left . "
"Don't wrap them in the future . " His fingers fondled them and he could not help it; his throat rolled . Biting down on her earlobe, he whispered in a low voice: “Not small, they’re quite good this way . ”