Hearing Murong Xue'er's words, Lu Chen gave a faint smile and whispered beside her delicate ear, "Since you're already mine, what need have I to pretend?"
As cold as frost, Murong Xue'er said, "Prince, don't forget that all of this is a transaction."
Lu Chen spoke carelessly, "Of course."
As they spoke, Lu Chen wrapped his arms around Murong Xue'er and brought her to the study's resting room.
Upon entering the resting room, Lu Chen laid Murong Xue'er down on the bed, then pressed himself on top of her and continued to kiss her.
After a while, with hazy eyes, Murong Xue'er seemed to be emotionally moved by Lu Chen, but he did not continue further. He lifted his chest and, looking into Murong Xue'er's eyes, asked, "I heard that the Yue Emperor and Wu Junwan are sworn sisters? They were once disciples of a Sect? Have they ever joined any Sect?"