The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO

Chapter 1398 - 1376: Brother Ye, I’m Sorry—I Didn’t Mean To! (Double-Length - ) (Part 2)

Not a suitable match, but successfully married from the Wang Family to the Ling Family, ascending from the branch like a phoenix; it was a miraculous feat, yet it didn’t fully satisfy Wang Feng’s ambition to climb higher and gain more power.When Ling Fufu was born, upon learning her daughter had extraordinary talents and was the chosen bride of the future leader of the hundred clans, she was instantly thrilled; if she became the mother-in-law of the leader, she would be incredibly powerful, instantly rising to the pinnacle of the Endless Deep Mountains, enjoying the admiration of tens of thousands and infinite glory.

For more than twenty years, Wang Feng dreamed constantly of becoming the "Empress Dowager of the Ancient Martial Realm!"

Unexpectedly, because of a brazen rascal, her dream shattered in an instant!

A descendant of Ling Luzhou’s descendant, a useless rascal with diluted blood of the hundred clans, deliberately sullied her daughter, causing her grand dream to crumble!

The ancients said: endure for a moment, and the more you think, the angrier you get; take a step back, and the more you think, the more you lose.

Wang Feng is exactly in such a state now; the more she thinks about possibly not being able to become the mother-in-law of the leader of the hundred clans, the angrier she becomes, and the more she hates Ye Huan!

Sometimes she even contemplates secretly disposing of Ye Huan while remaining unnoticed!

Of course, even if not to dispose of Ye Huan, not to go to such extremes, she wouldn’t let go easily of the man who dared to touch her daughter without qualification, destroying her daughter’s purity to satisfy his lust!

"Ye Huan, you better pray I calm down on the way, or else, you’ll be in trouble!" Wang Feng thought viciously, her mind filled with hatred towards Ye Huan.

During a frantic run, Ling Fufu saw Wang Feng’s grim face and sighed internally, knowing what Wang Feng was thinking.

Meanwhile, she who wasn’t too slow-witted, also understood what had happened to her.

It was likely Ye Huan touched, or even rubbed, her lower abdomen above the Dantian to save her.

If asked whether Ling Fufu was angry, she would give a surprising answer: not angry, at most a bit peeved.

But in her heart, she was actually filled with gratitude towards Ye Huan.

Firstly, for saving her life, and secondly, for completely freeing her from the risk of marriage!

Since childhood, Ling Fufu knew she might have to marry the so-called leader of the hundred clans; she prayed in her heart for the leader not to be born, as she hoped not to marry a man she didn’t love.

Growing up, her sexual orientation changed "a little bit," making her more unwilling to marry a man, fearing the birth of the leader might affect her mingling with female friends and reveling among blooms!

Now it’s great; the risk of marriage is completely gone!

Even if the leader of the hundred clans was born, she no longer had the qualification to marry such a supreme hero, having her abdomen rubbed by another man for so long!

Unless the man rubbing her abdomen was the leader himself!

But, how could that be?

For these two reasons, Ling Fufu is thankful to Ye Huan, extremely grateful!

So why does she still feel a bit peeved alongside her gratitude?

This is easily explained; the abdomen is a quite private part for women in the deep mountains, never exposed to any man other than their husband.

Ask any women who value their purity; after waking from unconsciousness, finding their lower abdomen seen and rubbed by a man, how could they not be peeved?

But this little peeve is nothing compared to her immense gratitude towards Ye Huan!

"Ye Huan, you have done me a favor, and I will remember this debt! If you ever face difficulties, I will surely help with all my resources!" Ling Fufu thought to herself.

...

"Hoo——"

In a southwest small valley within the Endless Deep Mountains of Huaxia, southeast of the seventh ring.

In a cave, Ye Huan sat cross-legged on the ground, exhaled a turbid breath.

After three days, he opened his eyes for the first time.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, an echoing scream of embarrassment filled the cave, spreading over a ten-mile radius!

These days, the Empress, seeing Ye Huan showing no sign of awakening, in a state of restoring her strength, completely shed her shyness, and morning and night, humming light tunes in front of Ye Huan, dressing with ease.

Last night, she even chopped wood to make a tub, fetched a large bucket of water, boiled it, and bathed boldly within.

The cave was small, with bedding made of hay and vines placed in the innermost area.

Under these circumstances, the tub could only be placed near Ye Huan; the Empress bathed without any defenses, with the thought that Ye Huan might awaken suddenly, her heart pounding like a deer, beating wildly.

Yet after bathing, she shyly realized she actually liked this thrilling feeling of "licking blood off the blade."

Moreover, the warm bath indeed felt comforting in such cold weather; after waking, carefully patting Ye Huan, seeing no reaction, thinking he wouldn’t awaken again today, she bathed once more.

Then she took advantage of the lingering warmth, unaffected by the cold, boldly showing her figure while performing a series of stretches and exercises.

She used to do this almost daily back in Dragon Gate; it was her secret to maintaining her figure.

As fate would have it, Ye Huan suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, seeing everything, things he should and shouldn’t have seen!