At this time, she finally began to be scared.

But it's too late.

The drunk and angry Zhou Jian was completely a man's instinct, and even his movements were very rude, which hurt her arm.

Tears slid from Wei Qingyi's beautiful eyes.

At this moment, she hated Zhou Jian to the extreme!

Killing his father and destroying his clan, but now he still has to force himself to possess himself.

In order to take revenge, she bit Zhou Jian's arm hard, and tried her best, as if she wanted to bite her meat.

......

The bright moon spreads over the entire ancient imperial palace.

A quiet palace, the night breeze is slightly cool.

When Qin Huairou arrived here to pick up people, she had already noticed the movement and simply sent someone to stay here without disturbing them.

The banquet at Liuli Palace is an orderly exit.

After a grand carnival, the entire capital returned to peace again.

The next day.

The capital ushered in a good weather, with bright sunshine and thousands of miles of red clouds.

The sunlight penetrated into the palace in beams, causing seven-color ripples.

The hall was extremely messy, and there were clothes everywhere under the bed, and they were incomplete.

Wei Qingyi's long hair was covered with her snow-white jade back. She turned her back to Zhou Jian, tears had dried up, and her delicate face was not turbulent.

The face of the young girl in the past has become more mature and cold. Her water-cut eyes are no longer so bright, but are piled up by hatred.

Killing his father's enemy, he took over her drunkenness!

Her mood is very complicated, love, hate, regret!

She wanted to take advantage of Zhou Jian's sleeping and die together with her, but in the end she gave up. This was too cheap Zhou Jian!

Sudden.

Zhou Jian woke up under the stimulation of the light.

Because of drunkenness, my headache was broken.

"hiss!!"

He gasped.

He subconsciously shouted: "Huairu, water!"

When Wei Qingyi heard the sound, a sad smile appeared on her pretty face. She called other women's names on her bed, which made her realize that she was just a tool to vent.

The barrier is invisible and deepens a little further and cannot be resolved.

Zhou Jian opened his eyes and saw the scenery around him. He suddenly realized that this was not the Millennium Palace.

I sat up suddenly, and scenes from last night flashed like fragments.

He couldn't help but look at Wei Qingyi lying on the other side, with her black hair loose and her bare shoulders that were particularly attractive. Her arms, neck, and collarbone were covered with kiss marks.

After a closer look, there was still bruises!

It was obviously caused by brute force.

For a moment, Zhou Jian frowned and regretted it.

He patted his dizzy head and secretly scolded him for being drunk and was wrong. He didn't even know how he got here.

The bedroom was silent, and there were only two people breathing on the bed, which was extremely embarrassing.

He pondered for a long time.

When he saw the drops of bright red blood on the bed sheet, his heart couldn't help but soften.

He reached out and hugged Wei Qingyi from behind.

Under the bedding, the two people's skin is fit.

Wei Qingyi did not resist, but her beautiful eyes were extremely cold.

"From now on, you can stay in the palace, I will be responsible."

"I have appointed you as Concubine Wei."

Zhou Jian could only speak like this, which was a kind of compensation and explanation.

Wei Qingyi sneered: "Your Majesty, I am from the Wei family, and I dare not take such a great title."

Zhou Jian was stunned and obviously heard the ultimate unfamiliarity.

When they were in Tongguan, the two of them were not like this. At that time, they could occasionally talk about the wind and the moon and smiled repeatedly.

"I'll say it again last time, Uncle Wei deserves to die!"

"The Wei family who were killed were all involved in the rebellion. Don't mess around!" He was a little angry.
Chapter completed!