Mi Yao's head struck the headboard, dazzling her with stars, and she winced, baring a row of small white teeth. But she quickly grabbed the sheet beneath her in an attempt to get up, "Feng Yueming, what are you doing, don't touch me!"
Feng Yueming pinned her down, making it impossible for her to move. He lifted his sword-like eyebrows in a mocking, yet clear laugh, "Mi Yao, guess what would happen if Jianchen heard us from outside the door. Would he still want you?"
Mi Yao's pupils contracted as she quickly realized what he intended to do. This devil!
"Feng Yueming, let go of me, get off!"Mi Yao immediately struggled with all her limbs.
Footsteps were then heard from outside the door, "Third Prince, the Young Commander and Lady Mi are currently discussing matters in the room, you cannot enter."
