Where prosperity ends, flowers never end

Chapter 152 Threat

The next day—

Ran Qianxi slowly woke up, but Tan Qianhuan was not in bed. She wanted to go out, but the door was locked tightly.

She walked to the windowsill, and found that the window was also nailed shut from the outside.

She pushed open the back door irritably, and saw only an empty yard and a kitchen.

Surrounded by high walls, there seemed to be no sunlight, and without tools, climbing the wall became a problem.

"Damn it! You didn't even leave me a way out!"

In order to escape from the golden cage, she tried her best to climb up the wall, but her arms were not strong enough and she slid down.

Suddenly she felt a chill all over her body, and Tan Qianhuan caught her steadily.

She looked up quickly, and sure enough, that handsome face came into view.

Tan Qianhuan smiled, and although he looked gentle on the surface, he could see sinisterness and danger in his smile.

"Xi'er wants to escape?"

Ran Qianxi raised her eyebrows guiltily, trying too hard to cover herself up.

"No, I just went up to the top of the wall to look at the scenery."

Tan Qianhuan smiled intriguingly, obviously seeing through everything.

"Okay, I'll show you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked her up and flew over the high wall.

"Is this place too low for Xier to enjoy the scenery?"

After she finished speaking, she embraced Ran Qianxi and flew to the highest eaves of the building.

His movements were light and powerful, and his white dragon robe and hair fluttered behind him, beautiful and silent.

Ran Qianxi observed the height of the flight and was afraid that if he loosened his grip, she would fall to death, so she could only hold Tan Qianhuan tightly.

The two of them landed on a steep building. Tan Qianhuan loosened his grip and Ran Qianxi quickly wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Xier knows how to be afraid?"

Ran Qianxi gave him an impatient look.

"Nonsense, of course I know."

Seeing her shivering, Tan Qianhuan felt a hint of sexual interest and lifted her chin and kissed her.

When he removed his lips, he lowered his voice.

"If you know, don't run away."

He was obviously threatening Ran Qianxi, and now he was in a dilemma and could only compromise again and again.

Tan Qianhuan smiled and let go of his hand. Ran Qianxi stood there in a daze, not daring to move.

"What are you doing? Why are you letting go? The roof is pointy!"

"I want to see whose name Xi'er will call out when she is scared, Xu Yuanchao's or Baili Yong's."

Ran Qianxi took a tentative step forward, not daring to straighten her body at all.

She put on a forced smile and played the emotional card with him.

"Ah Huan, can you please call me Ah Huan? Hurry up and carry me down~"

She glanced down and instantly retracted her eyes.

Tan Qianhuan smiled and pulled her into his arms, but his gentle tone sounded threatening.

"Then Xi'er, please remember this clearly."

The south wind suddenly blew, and Tan Qianhuan picked her up and flew down from the tall building.

Ran Qianxi pounded her numb knees, and Tan Qianhuan lifted her chin and kissed her seductively.

"Is Xi'er still running away?"

"Haha... I won't run away anymore... I won't run away anymore..."

Tan Qianhuan smiled, unzipped his collar and leaned forward.

"That's good."

Tong Jian came with his subordinates and wanted to report official business, but when he saw the two of them cuddling in the pavilion, he immediately ordered them to leave.

Looking at Tan Qianhuan's immersed expression, he couldn't help but feel disappointed. The prince, whom he had always revered as a god, was tripped up by a woman again and again.

He heard Ran Qianxi's moans, and Tan Qianhuan became even more obsessed. His ears felt hot and he quickly left the inner courtyard.

evening-

Tong Jian came to report to Tan Qianhuan in the evening at a different time. As soon as he entered the study, he found that Tan Qianhuan was sewing sachets for Ran Qianxi, and he felt even more speechless.

"Your Majesty."

Tan Qianhuan put down the sachet and Tong Jian walked up.

"What's the matter?"

"My Lord, Master Ran has returned triumphantly, and Baili Yong has sent a message to pick up Miss Ran."

Tan Qianhuan thought for a moment and picked up the sachet again.

"Don't panic, there's a big show waiting for him."

He lifted the sachet and let Tong Jian take a look.

"How about this? It contains Chinese angelica and rehmannia root. If Xier wears it every day, it will definitely be effective."

Tong Jian sighed secretly. The prince who used to be decisive and prudent had become sentimental and indecisive.

"The prince sewed it himself, Miss Ran will definitely cherish it."

Tan Qianhuan smiled and stood up, then happily took the sachet to Ran Qianxi's courtyard.

When I opened the door, I saw Ran Qianxi staring at the mirror in a daze.

"Xi'er."

Ran Qianxi suddenly turned around and put on a fake smile.

"Ah Huan is here."

Tan Qianhuan walked forward happily, and Ran Qianxi saw the sachet in his hand, so she smiled coldly.

"It's hard for Ah Huan. You are so busy but still remember to make sachets for me."

Hearing her lukewarm tone, Tan Qianhuan turned around and sat on the bed.

"Are you starting to hate me?"

Ran Qianxi sighed and stood up.

"Ah Huan is worrying too much."

She walked to the bed with a smile, took the sachet and put it around her waist.

"I like it very much, thank you."

Tan Qianhuan looked at her embarrassed expression, and his possessiveness arose spontaneously. He pulled her into his arms and pressed her on the bed.

"I want you to say you like it louder, I can't hear you..."

The two of them were having sex, and Ran Qianxi's face was flushed.

"like or not?"

She smiled with tears in her eyes.

"like..."

Baili Yong was still dealing with post-war matters and had no idea that Ran Qianxi was locked up by Tan Qianhuan.

After a few days of this, Ran Qianxi had become accustomed to it. Every day when Tan Qianhuan came, she knew how to protect herself.

That day, he came in again with lunch.

"Xi'er, have your meal."

Ran Qianxi couldn't figure out what he meant. He kept her locked up and wouldn't release her or kill her. Did he want to imprison her like this for the rest of her life and become a tool like those beauties?

"Are you... going to make me into a tool?"

Tan Qianhuan raised his eyes and looked at her in confusion.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Xier? You are my beloved, how can you be a tool?"

Ran Qianxi sat down slowly and took the bowl of rice he had prepared.

"Is this how you always imprison your loved ones?"

Tan Qianhuan sat down gracefully, looking dignified but extremely handsome, and Ran Qianxi couldn't take her eyes off him.

"You are my only love in this life."

Ran Qianxi smiled bitterly, but she couldn't see through this evil relationship.

"I really don't know what's so special about me. The emperor locked me up in the palace, and you imprisoned me in the palace... Sometimes I wonder, am I so popular?"

Tan Qianhuan silently picked up some bamboo shoots for her.

"Try this, it's in season."

Ran Qianxi smiled helplessly and ate the bamboo shoots. Tan Qianhuan then picked up a chicken leg for her.

"If I had known I shouldn't have provoked you guys, I should have just married Shang Zijun."

Hearing this, Tan Qianhuan paused with the chopsticks in his hand, raised his eyes instantly, and a chill permeated Ran Qianxi's whole body.

"us?"

Ran Qianxi's heart was shocked. At this moment, her life seemed to be hanging by a thread.

"Yes, you, Baili Yong, Xu Yuanchao and Xie Ying!"

Tan Qianhuan dropped his chopsticks, and Ran Qianxi was finally frightened.

He stood up steadily, pulled Ran Qianxi's wrist hard, and crashed his whole body onto the table.

"And Xie Ying?"

Ran Qianxi looked at him in confusion. He was obviously really angry.

"Yes, I am not a woman. Is that not possible?!"

Tan Qianhuan's eyes suddenly became cold, as if they were hiding a lot of blades. Every inch of Ran Qianxi's body that his gaze fell on made her skin hurt.

Tan Qianhuan walked up to her and picked her up.

At this moment, the possessiveness and domineeringness have reached the extreme. If it lasts any longer, Ran Qianxi will pay a heavy price.

"Damn it!"

He threw Ran Qianxi onto the bed. The consequences were predictable. This was his most irrational and crazy outburst, which only turned into carnal hatred.

"Be gentle!"

Ran Qianxi roared, his fangs bared and his claws bared.

"You deserve it!"

Afterwards, Tan Qianhuan ruthlessly left the room and the door was slammed shut.

Ran Qianxi rubbed his waist, looking gloomy.

"Damn!"