Chapter 697 What Are You Doing? You Will Be My Woman Too, Huh?

She has left Country Z.

She thought, everything is over?

Lu Yeming raised his thin lips faintly, got up from the bed, he was wearing only black trousers, his upper body was naked.

Healthy wheat-colored skin, a slim and tight waist, a perfect inverted triangle tucked into a black leather belt, and a white sandal tied around the injured chest, looking inexplicably sexy.

He walked to the French window, picked up a black shirt on the sofa with his slender fingers, and put it on gracefully.

Because he was facing away, Fanmen couldn't see the expression on the man's face, but his tall and handsome body melted into the black curtain outside the window, exuding the coldness and murderousness of a high-ranking person.

Soon, his low and magnetic voice slowly came over, "Is Jun Chulin saved?"

"King, Jun Chulin was shot four times in the chest, he was saved, but he is still in a coma."

"Well," Lu Yeming snorted lightly, "Give the order, and leave for Country A early tomorrow morning."

The Western King Lu Yeming is going back!

"Yes."

"When we return to Country A, let the world know that Jun Chulin was caught in the night talk in the West Palace, trying to assassinate me. Half a month later, I will execute Jun Chulin by firing squad."

Fanmen's eyes changed. Once this news came out, Jun Xiqing, who had already left, would probably rush back at full speed.

Jun Chulin was her elder brother.

"Yes, King, I'll do it right away." Fanmen took the order and left.

...

It was quiet in his ears. Lu Yeming stood in front of the French window and looked at the night outside. He slowly curled his lips, revealing a bit of playfulness.

Jun Xiqing, everything is not over, but... just beginning.

As long as she entered his West Palace, she would fall into his trap. When he caught her...

he would naturally keep her in his harem.

Thinking of her spotless little face, he suddenly felt dry and itchy in his throat. He rolled his Adam's apple up and down carelessly.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the maid said respectfully outside the door, "King, Miss Ye is here."

Ye Ruge is here.

Lu Yeming had no emotions, and he responded indifferently, "I know, let her wait in the study for a while."

"Yes."

...

In the study.

Ye Ruge walked in. She was very nervous when she heard that Lu Yeming was injured, so she came to visit.

He hadn't come yet, and Ye Ruge was bored, so she walked to the desk, and then she saw an imperial edict on the desk.

What is this?

Ye Ruge reached out and opened the imperial edict.

The next second, she froze. The imperial edict said that the Western King wanted to marry Jun Xiqing, the third lady of the Jun family, as the Western King's Consort.

The Western King's Consort...

He actually wanted to marry Jun Xiqing as a princess?

What about her?

This year, the Western Palace had a large-scale selection of concubines. Many famous ladies wanted to climb onto his dragon bed. She was not jealous, but she always thought that she would be the future master of the Western Palace.

Now, he actually wants to marry Jun Xiqing?

At this time, the door of the study room opened with a "click", and a tall and handsome figure walked in. Lu Yeming came.

Lu Yeming's deep phoenix eyes fell on the imperial edict in her hand at a glance, and he frowned unhappily.

"Yeming, what is this? You want to marry Jun Xiqing?" Ye Ruge asked quickly.

Lu Yeming put his hands in his trouser pockets, and the fine bangs on his forehead covered his handsome and cold eyelids. He lifted his thin lips, "I want to marry her for a long time. From the first time I saw her, I wanted to marry her."

"..."

Ye Ruge's face turned pale. She and this man have known each other for so many years, but he has always been indifferent to her.

Sometimes when her charming and exquisite body pressed against him, he would pinch her waist and secretly scold her for "fever"?

He has always been very calm about his desire for that aspect. A man like him who is at the pinnacle of power has ambition in his eyes, and women are just dispensable entertainment tools.

Even last time in the small house, when she squatted down to serve him, he pushed her away.

She, Ye Ruge, is a proud girl of heaven. Many men want to marry her, but her heart is lost in him and fascinated by him.

He is indifferent to her, and she has been accustomed to it, but now his words, from the first sight of Jun Xiqing, he wants to marry Jun Xiqing, really hit her sincerity and pride.

He is so cold to her.

But he is always different to Jun Xiqing.

Although it is also full of ambition and possession of interests, it is hard to say where it is different, but it is different.

This difference makes her jealous, a jealousy she has never had before.

"Ye Ming, Jun Xiqing doesn't like you. If she had liked you a little bit, she wouldn't have done that to you today. Don't be fooled by her."

Lu Ye Ming took out a cigarette pack and took out a cigarette quietly. "Whether she likes you or not, it's not a problem. She will be my woman."

"..."

Ye Ruge was shocked, and her eyes were quickly covered with a layer of mist. She raised her foot and walked away.

At this time, a big hand with distinct joints reached out and grabbed her white wrist. The man pulled hard, and her curvy figure directly crashed into his arms.

"What are you doing? You will be my woman too, huh?"

Smelling the pleasant masculine scent on the man, Ye Ruge quickly reached out and hugged his sturdy waist. She was reluctant to leave. She really couldn't bear to leave this man.

Even if she had to abandon all her pride and dignity, she would stay by his side.

Lu Yeming hugged her quietly, holding scarlet flames between his slender fingers, and he took a faint breath...

…

Lu Yeming was about to return to country A, so Feng Lingxue took out her mobile phone and called Gu Mohan.

"Hey, Mr. Gu, tomorrow the Lord of the West will return to country A, and my brother Feng Lihen will also take Miss Tang back. It's time for us to go back. Once we enter the Beixing Palace, I will have a way to get the antidote."

The atmosphere on the other end darkened, and then Gu Mohan's deep and magnetic voice came over, "I heard that Beixing Palace is already preparing for the wedding. Feng Lihen is going to marry Mo'er."

"Well, yes," Feng Lingxue nodded, "After so many days, AR should have made Miss Tang completely regard my brother as you."

Gu Mohan didn't speak anymore, but hung up the phone.

Feng Lingxue was walking alone on the street. She put her mobile phone in her pocket. She was finally going back to country A...

At this time, two strong car lights were projected in front of her. The light was too strong, and Feng Lingxue frowned.

When the luxury car stopped next to her, she saw clearly the skull logo ---X on the bulletproof luxury car.

The car door opened, and two men in black came over and said respectfully, "Miss Feng, the seven days have come. Please come with us. The master is waiting for you."

Feng Lingxue's two small hands hanging by her side were quickly pulled into fists. When the seven days were up, Xuan Ying sent someone to pick her up.

Tonight, she couldn't escape.