Jiuyin lived in Hong Kong in the past, and at that time I saw many wealthy families earning their property.

If those rich men want a few women, the family will definitely fight for each other in the future.

Therefore, there are so many rich people fighting for power and inheritance in Hong Kong TV series. The drama originates from life. In fact, this is true at all.

"Mu Jin, you are not allowed to marry another woman in the future." Suddenly, she sat up straight, ignored the big palm that was still unrestrained in front of her chest, looked up at him, and said seriously:

"They don't want me anymore. I can only follow you in the future. Since you follow you, you can't take a concubine again..."

"Aren't you always talking about taking a concubine?" She said it all by herself. When did he give any advice?

Jiuyin thrust her lips and didn't argue with him. After all, this matter really has nothing to do with him, it was all her own idea.

"But I didn't fall in love with you at that time."

"Then what you mean is, now you fall in love with me, right?" He smiled slightly, suddenly pinched her hard, and as she screamed, he quickly took back his big palm and completely stayed away from her.

Originally, Jiuyin didn't know what happened, but he pinched her so hard that she almost couldn't help but exhaled in a low voice, thinking about complaining.

But when I looked up, I saw a handsome face covered with crimson color, my chest was constantly undulating, and my breathing was so chaotic that it made people think about it. I suddenly knew why he was like this.

She curled her thin lips and smiled evilly: "What are you doing? You have a lustful heart but no lustful courage."

Feng Mujin glanced at her, said nothing, and gently pushed her, wanting her to leave her.

Jiuyin bit her lip, not only did not let go, but even took a step forward and sat directly on him: "Do you want it?"

Her thin lips approached his chin, and her silver teeth gently took a bite on his sexually sensual chin. She smiled charmingly: "I said, I will only have you in the future. Anyway, I am your wife, you want me to give it to you."

"Don't bewitch me." Feng Mujin gasped, and his big palm fell in front of her and wanted to push her away, but what he pushed was a soft place. He was startled and hurriedly took back his palm.

"What should I do like this?" Jiuyin blinked her innocent eyes at him, looking innocent and indifferent, making people unable to help but want to swallow her into her stomach.

But Feng Mujin knew that the purer she acted, the more evil that her heart was. This woman was not ignorant at all, but was deliberately challenging his concentration.

"Stop this." He turned his face away and stopped looking at her.

I really didn't plan to ask her tonight. So many things happened. He knew that even if she said nothing now, as long as he did, she definitely didn't think so in her heart. The sweeter she smiled, the more bitter she felt.

This woman! Sometimes he really wanted to slap her head open with one palm to see what was inside. He said that there was no need to act in front of him, so why did he do this?

"You don't want me, are you still disliked me being with Ye last night?" Compared to his embarrassment, Jiuyin was very calm and relaxed. Now when talking about the matter between him and Feng Chenye, his heart doesn't seem to hurt so much.

It’s not that I’m not sad, but that I’m used to living in the play. Sometimes, as long as I think this is the case, things must be like this.

As long as you believe it.

"Yes." Feng Mujin gave her a blank look and threw out a cold word.

Jiuyin was stunned, widened her eyes that quickly ignited anger and shaved hard on him.

This little white rabbit dares to say "yes"! He dares!

The more angry she felt, the sweeter the smile on her face. She seemed to not take it seriously at all. She rubbed her body against him, and could easily feel his passion and desire. She smiled and said, "You don't want it, you dare not want it. Why are you pretending to be serious if you are like this?"

"Jiuyin..."

"What are you doing? Prince Jin, do you really want it? They miss you." Although his body was slender, some places were not small. He leaned against him and rubbed his hands, making a man feel like he was in the fire, and his blood was boiling.

"You..." The big palm fell on her shoulder, and after taking a deep breath, he quickly lifted her up and threw it aside.

He stood up and hurriedly left the tent.

Looking at the falling curtain and feeling the loneliness of this room, Jiuyin smiled slightly, hugged his legs, and waited for him to come back with peace of mind.

Actually, she knew what he was worried about, but she really couldn't let herself continue to be depressed. She might be a little woman and couldn't do much, and it wasn't her turn to take care of those major national affairs.

However, she wants to protect the people she cares about. No matter whether she has this ability or not, or how much her ability allows her to do, she must protect them. That is the person she cares about the most in her life.

The imperial city cannot be broken, and on the surface this relationship cannot be torn apart. If she guessed correctly, they will soon take action.

If the ultimate goal of those people was the entire Dongchu royal family, then if she continued to investigate, she would fall into his trap and secretly push him.

Things can't continue like this. Qingcheng and Ye cannot become his pawns. She must find a way to make Zhan Qingcheng return to Xichu as soon as possible and stop participating in these matters.

At least until they find a way to find out the people behind them, everything in the royal family cannot be changed.

She lay down on the soft couch, pulled the quilt open and covered it on her body, quietly looking at the door curtain, waiting for Feng Mujin's return.

But after waiting for a long time, I couldn't wait for him. Finally, I waited until she was sleepy and her vision gradually blurred, and then I closed her tired eyes.

My heart was very tired, but I couldn't calm down. Every step I took was so difficult. After all this, could she really let go of everything and find a place to live well with Mu Jin?

I don't know if his illness has been completely cured, but no matter what, she will never leave him behind during the days when he is still alive.

...

When Feng Mujin came back, Jiuyin was already asleep. He came back with a cold air. After entering the door, he did not rush to go to the soft couch to rest with her. Instead, he took off his outer robe and sat quietly on the chair for a while. He felt that his body was warming again before taking off his outer robe and lay down beside her.

Although the movements were gentle, it still woke up the light sleeper.

Sleeping alone, Jiuyin was sleeping uneasy. When she felt him return to her side, she turned over and hugged his waist, and murmured in a daze: "If you want it in the future, it will be bad for your health if you hold it in for a long time, Mu Jin."

Feng Mujin's big palm fell on her waist and rubbed it gently. She didn't say that he could be better. After saying that, his body began to tense again.

The soft jade and warm fragrance are in my arms, who doesn’t want to? I just don’t want to ask her at this time and don’t want her to regret it in the future.

"Go to sleep." He whispered, patting her steep buttocks.

Jiuyin didn't say anything anymore, buried her head in his chest, hugged him gently, and her eyes never opened.

Smelling his familiar breath and listening to his calm and rapid heartbeat, his heart finally calmed down again.

When he is by my side, I can always feel peace and satisfaction.

But not long after, she opened her eyes again, looked at the clavicle that was faintly visible in her eyes through her loose underwear, and smiled and said, "Don't you really want it?"

The big palm that landed on her waist suddenly tightened, and pinching her almost screamed in pain again. She frowned and had a trace of resentment: "I'm telling you seriously, why are you pinching me?"

"Are you still sleeping?" This woman! No wonder his fourth prince always scolds her for killing a woman. This woman... deserves to die!

I wonder how uncomfortable he felt after he went out just now? I finally calmed down the Heat and was still teasing him until now. Do you really think that his concentration is so good?

"I said I don't mind anymore." She turned her back to him, moved casually, and easily felt the hot male aura he was against her. She curled her thin lips and smiled, "You deserve to suffer if you have a lustful heart but no courage."

Feng Mujin really wanted to strangle her to death. Her voice became hoarse and her throat was dry. The idea of ​​going down after so long was tossing. Because of her words and her little touches, she suddenly became high again.

This kind of torture is even more uncomfortable than the sword calling it to you.

Sometimes it’s really uncomfortable and weak in consciousness. I can’t help but want to tear her apart and swallow her into my stomach piece by piece.

He said in a hoarse voice: "I'm in bad health, don't bully me anymore."

"Then you bully me. If you bully me, you will be healthy."

"woman……"

"Why don't you call me a dead woman?"

"I don't want to be his substitute." As punishment, he pressed her weakness and squeezed it hard: "Don't expect me to be like him."

Jiuyin changed his position in his arms, closed his eyes and murmured: "You are you, no one can replace him, so do he."

Afterwards, no one spoke anymore, and the heavy breathing slowly stabilized as time passed, and even the heartbeat returned to its normal rhythm.

In the darkness, he let out a breath, gently hugged the slender body, and sighed silently.

He never thought of replacing the fourth emperor's position in her heart, and knew that this would never be possible.

The more desperate this little woman will smile sweeter when she is, and the more sad she is, the easier it will be. She has been together for so long and has become accustomed to her disguise. She knows that at least part of her heart belongs to her, so she will be content.

The night was finally peaceful and peaceful. Feng Mujin entered the kitchen early the next morning. When Jiuyin woke up, he had already brought back the hot pastry.

Seeing him entering the door with a cold air, Jiuyin felt a little distressed. She sat down beside the soft couch and looked at him, saying softly: "Don't do this again in the future. There is a chef in the military camp, so you don't need to do it yourself."

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