Jun Ye moved his eyes to Murong Zhining, pursed his lips and smiled, "Let's see if you are dead!"

Murong Zhining clenched her jade fingers tightly in the palm of her hand, and popped out two words from the tips of her teeth, "Alive!"

"Your skin is tough enough!" He raised his lips and said coldly, "It just so happens that I haven't tortured you enough. How boring would it be if you died like this?"

"..."

Her sharp eyes were cold. If eyes could kill, Jun Ye would have died hundreds of times.

"King Lingqing has come to the wrong place, this is my territory!" Ouyang Yunhong put down the medicine bowl, stood up and faced him, "Come, let's see you off!"

Jun Ye raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his monster-like face, "You think I want to come to this place? It's just because you stole my playthings and I came to ask for them in person!"

After saying this, Jun Ye walked to Murong Zhining's side and ordered: "Go back with me!"

"Why don't you call me shameless?" Her eyes were bloodshot, and she roared every word like a wounded beast, "Get out of here! Get away as far as possible."

Jun Ye sneered coldly and ignored it. Instead, he bent down and opened the brocade quilt. He arrogantly picked up Murong Zhining himself.

"Let me go! Damn you."

Murong Zhining lay in his arms, as weak as a little white rabbit. However, her nagging mouth declared her dissatisfaction. Very dissatisfied! She was so dissatisfied that even his mother scolded him.

"Jun Ye, let her go!"

Ouyang Yunhong stood in front, his gentle jade face tensed up. It was rare for him to be angry for his beauty.

He smiled cruelly, "Stop me? Just you?"

"Someone is coming!"

Ouyang Yunhong shouted sharply, and there were more than a dozen guards in the room with silver swords shining.

"An Yi!" Jun Ye shouted impatiently, "Take them all."

The two sides were snobbish, and the courtyard that was warm just now suddenly became murderous. Murong Zhining couldn't help but frowned, "That's enough!" After a clear voice, she looked at Jun Ye for a long time and made up her mind to surrender, "I'll just go with you.

Got it!"

Not to mention whether Ouyang Yunhong would lose, even if he could win, she didn't want to see a war started for her. In this way, she would not be shot while lying down. Although she was not the most powerful person in the country,

Wouldn’t it be that beauty has also become a disaster?

Ouyang Yunhong originally wanted to stop it, but the parties involved agreed. He wanted to stop it, but it seemed powerless.

It's been a long time since I saw Murong Zhining give in, and this time, it was the only time she gave in. But I didn't expect that it was for another man.

Thinking like this, he was very angry and wanted to slap the woman hard. But he clenched his hands and endured it.

"Put me down! I can leave by myself." Murong Zhining looked at him with disgust and demanded.

"Really? Did you not fight enough?" A bloody smile flashed at the corner of Jun Ye's mouth.

"..."

Murong Zhining fell silent again. She looked at Jun Ye coldly with her eyes. She wanted to beat him up every time she saw this monster's face. Why did she pull him in front of her, Murong Zhining?

It was a cold spring, so Jun Ye wrapped Murong Zhining in his robe, took him back to his room, and put him on the bed.

Murong Zhining turned her head away and never looked at him. She closed her phoenix eyes tightly and remained silent without seeing. However, Jun Ye called someone and brought him the same decoction.

"Drink the medicine!" Jun Ye looked at Murong Zhining, who was lying in the brocade quilt, and said softly.

Murong Zhining didn't answer, she still closed her eyes tightly as if she didn't hear anything.

"Open your eyes! Drink the medicine." His tone was a bit stern and low.

Murong Zhining opened her eyes calmly and sneered coldly, "Jun Ye, stop crying like a cat and showing mercy to me! Why should you take medicine if you have the guts? Aren't you very happy that I'm dead?"

Jun Ye's left thumb trembled slightly, and then he smiled, "I want you to live now! Give me the medicine to drink."

"Oh?" Her expression was extremely provocative, and she spoke word by word, "So what if you don't drink?"

His cold eyes gradually became misty, and he smiled cruelly, "How?" He turned around, picked up the medicine without moving his eyes, and then drank it himself.

He stood up and hugged Murong Zhining into his arms. With lightning speed, by the time Murong Zhining reacted, he had already blocked her lips. Her almond-sized eyes expanded several times in an instant, and her brows furrowed.

He stood up and grabbed his back with both hands. In anger, his nails even dug deeply into his flesh. But he didn't react at all.

Still obsessed with her red lips, he tried to pry her lips open countless times. Until, she was completely powerless and the decoction in his mouth fell into her mouth. She felt extremely nauseated, and a burning fire continued in her heart.

Jump up.

She tried her best to resist the decoction he left in her lips, but he kissed her again and again until she was weak. His deep eyes stared at her all the time, commanding her to swallow the liquid.

medicine.

After an unknown amount of time, the nails on his back were so soft that they could not be retracted. Then they hung down. The scar that had just improved opened again. The hand that was bleeding profusely became blurry again in an instant. He was not much better, and there was a patch of blood under his purple clothes.

Yin Hong. The moment the ten fingerprints were retracted, blood flowed non-stop.

But these are not important to the two of them. He eliminated all pressure, just to let her swallow the medicine. She eliminated all pain, just to resist his domineering, his orders.

Until he was exhausted and could no longer resist him. His throat moved, and he finally swallowed the medicine. His soul was so soft that he was about to drift away and lay on the bed. It was not until that moment that he gave up. Then, Murong Zhining fell on the bed.

Let him use the same method to pour the medicine into her mouth again and again, forcing her to drink it.

"Murong Zhining, just drink the medicine and everything will be fine?"

After giving her the medicine, Jun Ye covered her with a quilt and gently tied her hair. Seeing that she was lying obediently now, his heart finally softened a bit.

However, after careful observation, he discovered that her expression looked a little hollow, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. He kissed her gently and smoothed her unflattering brows. On the other side, the big palm injected some internal energy.

.Brush the wounds on her body. Stop her bleeding and heal her wounds until the bleeding completely stops.

"If you had shown any sign of surrender that day, I wouldn't have been so cruel!" Jun Ye said with a trace of bitterness between his brows.

"Since you don't like me, why do you want to come back?" He asked curiously, "Why do you want to..."

Having said this, he slapped his hand hard. Withdrew his hand and continued for a long time, "I have been investigating your whereabouts for the past five years, but I have found very little. Why did you assassinate me that night?"

Murong Zhining's empty eyes were open blankly, but she didn't respond. She was like a puppet, letting him play with it.

Jun Ye thought to himself for a long time, and suddenly thought of an answer, "If you want to return to this king again, why do you need to use this hard-to-get method?" He smiled softly, picked up her white catkins, put them to his lips and kissed them.

, "If you behave better, I think I can consider restoring your wife's status."

Murong Zhining's fingertips trembled, she closed her eyes again in boredom, turned around and fell asleep.

Jun Ye sighed secretly and took the quilt under his arms for her. He turned around and left the room with his sleeves fluttering. Before leaving, he ordered his servants to take good care of her.

The heaven-sacrifice ceremony in Linghuang Temple originally only lasted one day, but every year Jun Ye would stay for more than ten days during this period. In addition to cultivating his health and character during these ten days, as one of the four hereditary kings, he naturally also had to deal with many important affairs of the government.

deal with.

After that day, Jun Ye didn't step into the room for a whole day. This gave Murong Zhining a chance to breathe. At night, Murong Zhining took out the silver needle from his waist. He sat in front of the dressing table and personally

Heal yourself.

She lost all her martial arts skills, and has never had the chance to recover her martial arts skills since entering Linghuang Temple. Until now, this opportunity was given to her by Jun Ye in vain. If she, Murong Zhining, gave up, how could she be worthy of herself?

After dozens of large and small silver needles were inserted into various acupuncture points, Murong Zhining began to meditate and practice. He spent the entire night exploring carefully and being in the water-generated heat. Only then did he regain his internal strength and feel his original strength.

When she returned to her body little by little, Murong Zhining took back the silver needle, stood up and secretly walked out of the room to the backyard.

But when the door was opened, Feng Qingchen was not in the room. Murong Zhining was immediately stunned. This Linghuang Temple was as big as a palace, not to mention that Feng Qingchen didn't know anyone here, so where would he go?

Thinking about it, a figure suddenly appeared from behind. Murong Zhining turned around and took a look. If it wasn't Feng Qingchen, who could it be?

"Master!" Feng Qingchen ran over excitedly, but then lowered his head in frustration.

"Where have you gone?" Murong Zhining asked.

Feng Qingchen was silent, and after a moment he knelt on the ground, "Qingchen knows that the master has been having a hard time recently! But Qingchen, as a subordinate, has not been able to help at all. I am ashamed of myself."

After hearing these words, Murong Zhining finally understood. After her injury healed, she had been looking for her. She just suffered from the fact that her martial arts had not recovered much. She wanted to help her, but was afraid of causing trouble for her and causing a more difficult situation to deal with.

So I can only follow her. There is nothing I can do!

"I didn't blame you! Get up." Murong Zhining's tone was gentle and gentle, without the slightest hint of blame.

"Master, I hate Jun Ye. Not only did he kill my sister, he even tortures you like this now! If possible, I would like to drink his blood."

In Feng Qingchen's words, there was nothing else but resentment.

"I will never let him go free!" Murong Zhining looked up at the sycamore tree in the yard and sneered, "Feng Shui has changed, I don't believe I can't deal with him!"

"Master!?" Feng Qingchen was stunned at first when he saw such a confident master, and then he became motivated.

"Accept my order from the Immortal Master!" Murong Zhining put one hand behind her back, poured some inner energy into her words in an instant, and realized that there was no one around, and then continued: "I order you to go down the mountain quickly and return to the Kyoto branch. On behalf of
Chapter completed!