Chapter 261: A Beauty in His Arms
"R-Really?" A cold sweat broke out on Sang Luo's back, thankful she hadn't gone inside.
"Indeed. Would you like to rest on the bench over there?" The young man's gaze fell on her face.
She had run too fast, panting heavily, her cheeks flushed red. Beads of sweat plastered strands of hair to her forehead, and a lingering mist clung to her eyes. Her delicate, refined nose was also red, making her look pitiful.
"No, I have things to do. I'll take my leave. Thank you for saving me. I'll repay you next time!" Sang Luo feared the guards would catch up again. The Holy Temple was surely conducting a massive search for the attacker. She had to return to her chambers to avoid suspicion.
Before the young man could stop her, the little female had darted away again.
He only managed to grasp a wisp of the breeze, looking down at his empty palm.
Was that faint fragrance he smelled on her just his imagination…?
Why… was it so familiar…?
Not two days later, the young man ran into Sang Luo's… well, he'd lost count of how many times she'd been fleeing.
This time, it wasn't a chance encounter. Sang Luo had caused too much of a commotion, directly blowing up a church. Even he, far away in the council hall, had been drawn over, not to mention the Holy Temple's guards.
The Holy Temple had mobilized nearly half its guards to capture the "saboteur."
...
In the past few days, Sang Luo had tried seven or eight escape methods, each ending in failure, even nearly costing her life!
A cornered dog will jump a wall!
She had completely given up on being reasonable. If the Holy Temple didn't want her to have an easy time, then none of them would!
She successfully gathered information that the Holy Seal required for leaving was imprinted by a seal-shaped Holy Artifact. If Sang Luo could snatch this Holy Artifact, she could naturally leave the Holy Temple.
Sang Luo disguised her appearance and raided the church at night to steal the Holy Artifact.
She was discovered in the process.
Since she was destined to be captured and imprisoned anyway, and who knew what crimes they would pin on her, she would drag a few down with her! Blowing up the church wasn't enough to vent her anger. She'd escape to wherever she could blow something up, leaving a trail of sparks and lightning, chaos and smoke.
"Catch that thief!"
"There's no road ahead! She can't escape!"
A dozen or so Royal-ranked guards came to capture her. Sang Luo was forced into a dead end, escaping to the top of a towering pagoda, with nothing but empty space ahead.
In her panic, she caught sight of a familiar figure directly below, and her eyes lit up. "Little Guard, catch me!"
"Wait, noble female, please don't…"
Before the young man could finish speaking, he saw Sang Luo leap from the top of the pagoda, his expression stunned.
The heavy white robes of the church were blown away by the wind, and her cloud-like black hair escaped from her hood, dancing in the harsh wind. Her fair, beautiful face was full of carefree joy, mesmerizing!
The young man instinctively opened his arms, and a ray of golden light flew out, gently enveloping her body, slowing her descent and delivering her fragrant, delicate form into his embrace.
The moment the young man caught her, Sang Luo wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her delicate body into his broad, warm embrace.
Their bodies rubbed together through the layers of cloth, and whether it was her imagination or not, Sang Luo heard the young man's breathing become heavy, and his body stiffen. Her ear was pressed against his chest, and the sound of his rapid, powerful heartbeat echoed in her mind, quickening her own.
The surrounding noise receded like a tide in an instant, the world becoming extremely quiet, as if only the two of them remained.
Sang Luo looked up at the young man before her.
His lips were beautifully shaped, with a moist, perfect color, neither too bright nor too pale. His straight, handsome nose had a very faint red mole on the right side of the bridge, only visible up close.
Sunlight scattered on his face, and his light golden hair shone through the light, outlining him with a divine glow, as if he were… glowing!
The young man's eyes were covered with white silk, making it difficult to see his full appearance, but Sang Luo felt that his face must be breathtakingly beautiful. She couldn't help but swallow, and just as she was about to get off him, she realized that the man's long, powerful arms were firmly pressed against her lower back.
Rather than her hanging on him, it was more like he was imprisoning her in his embrace.
The young man remained motionless, his breathing calm and slow, but Sang Luo could hear his chest pounding like a drum!
He had never touched such a soft body. Was her waist too slender? He could easily measure it with one hand. Was this what all female bodies were like…? His other hand was lower, almost touching her pert, soft…
The young man's body stiffened further, turning into a motionless stone.
Sang Luo was the first to regain her senses, flashing him a bright, charming smile. "Thank you!"
She had advanced to the initial Royal rank, but she wasn't a flying beastman. Jumping from a pagoda tens of meters high would really take a layer of skin and cause some pain.
The young man quietly looked down at her. He smelled that faint fragrance again.
The closer the two were, the longer they were in contact, the more he could smell the faint fragrance emanating from her body.
It wasn't any kind of incense, but her naturally emitted alluring fragrance, a fatal temptation for any male.
The young man's gaze slowly and carefully swept across her face. She was smiling happily, not noticing how disheveled she was. The collar of her dress was scattered and messy, revealing her slender, white neck, and the beautifully curved collarbone, with a small patch of fair, soft skin faintly visible, making people's minds wander.
"Um, thank you this time. I owe you another favor. I'll definitely repay you if I have the chance!" She pressed her hands on his shoulders and was about to get up from his embrace, but his palms pressed down even harder, his tall, upright body easily pulling her back into his arms.
The young man held her and walked straight ahead.
"Wait! You! You don't want to hand me over for credit, do you!"
Sang Luo had a good impression of him, and almost forgot his identity. He was a guard of the Holy Palace.
She had caused so much damage in the Holy Temple, he would definitely hand her over!
The young man only looked down at her, not speaking. The little female's smile disappeared, her face turning pale, and her curled, slender eyelashes trembled uneasily, like a beautiful butterfly fluttering its wings desperately before death.
He said, "You should be punished."
Sang Luo twisted and turned in his arms, struggling desperately.
"Behave yourself." The young man helplessly patted her lightly.
Sang Luo stopped moving.
Extremely well-behaved.
Was she really that obedient?
The young man was a little surprised, feeling the remaining softness and warmth on his fingertips, belatedly realizing where he had just patted.
"You… you pervert!" He wasn't her beastman, yet he dared to pat her butt!
Sang Luo glared at him, her face flushed with anger, but found that the young man's face and ear tips were completely red, like a baked shrimp.
The young man's reaction made her feel a hint of inexplicable mischief.
She hadn't done anything!
The young man came back to his senses, his Adam's apple bobbing, and an invisible gaze seemed to quickly sweep across her rosy, slightly parted lips.
"I'll take you to a place where outsiders won't catch up."
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