The night is as cool as water, and the moon is cool, white and clear, quiet on the palace road of the imperial city.

The sound of the palace gate opening that had been covered with dusty for a long time sounded in this silent night. The palace people carrying the sheep horn lantern outside the palace gate stepped forward and shone on the way. Under the orange palace lantern, the subtle sprinkled from the cracks of the door were faintly floating.

dust.

The tall figure walked in with his cloak.

The courtyard is silent and deserted. In early summer, the grass and trees are lush and lush, and the night wind rusts.

The black gold embroidered cloak blows across the huge stones in the flat courtyard, and the two heads step onto the long palace corridor. The palace people carry sheep horn lanterns to open the road in front, and the lattice window between the halls and corridors is shadowing the man in the sunken window.

Dark and tall shadow.

"Madam!"

Wen Yin was awakened by the shaking shadows outside the window in the middle of the night, but vaguely looked at the light of palace lanterns and shaking shadows far away from the carved window, and couldn't help but sit up from the couch.

"Mum!" She pulled open the curtains on the couch and stepped on the sleeping shoes, and called out quickly towards the ear room.

"Empress! What's wrong with Empress?"

Madam Yu and Nian Xia soon came from the ear room. Seeing that the empress had no time to put on her outer clothes, she was wearing only a jade-colored garment and dripping her black hair and was anxiously coming to the ground, looking shocked, and she couldn't help but be shocked.

But soon they knew why the Empress was frightened.

They stared at the shadows of the lights outside the window with wide eyes, and they all gasped.

It was clearly early summer night, but everyone in the sleeping hall had a chill on their backs.

The door of the outer hall opened, and the palace people entered silently, lit the palace lanterns, illuminating the hall.

Zhu Jing stepped in, his eyes swept carelessly and fell on the unfinished lantern on the mahogany table. It was a lantern engraved with the bottom of the lotus seat, a skeleton tied with bamboo circles, and a red rice paper outside it.

I spent some flowers, birds, fish and insects, and the colors were colorful. I think the candlelight reflected from the hollow space inside, it must be very beautiful.

There were also fine bamboo strips, flower cutters, baskets, pigments, fine brushes and other items next to the lanterns. I guess the person who made the lanterns was fiddling with them until very late, so I didn't have time to clean up this place.

He moved his eyes to the inner bedroom that covered a curtain. He suddenly laughed lightly, but his eyes became darker and darker.

Over these days, her life was indeed very peaceful and comfortable.

He thought it was bad before, but she was so cheap.

He untied his cloak with his fingers, threw it to the side, and walked straight towards the inner bedroom.

With the sound of the brocade curtain being opened, light outside instantly poured into the dim room.

Wen Yin's pupils contracted rapidly, and she unconsciously clenched the arm of the maid next to her. She held her eyes and looked at the tall figure standing by the door, and her whole body seemed to be frozen.

She had no idea that one day he would set foot in Changxin Palace again.

After all, due to his temperament, he suffered such great frustration and self-esteem from her, and he couldn't hate her so much that he was so disgusted with her. How could he not feel happy to see her again?

She gritted her teeth and stared at him, trying to find out his intention to come from his expression to see if he was trying to take her life in the palace, but she never thought that she would be shocked by the willful gaze he cast.

Seeing each other half a year later, she suddenly realized that the person opposite was different from the past.

Partly because he was recovering from a serious illness, he was a little thinner than before, and now his angular face is more aggressive. Partly because of his eyes that he lingers on her at the moment, it is a kind of voluntary sensation.

The unconcealed sense of invasion is more oppressive and threatening than the man's selves.

She retreated involuntarily, and Zhu Jing curled the corners of her lower lip indifferently.

His gaze moved away from her jade-like thin shoulders, and turned to the nanny and palace maid who were trembling on both sides, but still looked like a shaking body.

He waved his hand without any extra words. Several palace servants outside rushed in immediately and covered the nanny and the palace maid without saying a word.

"Madam!" Wen Yin was about to rush forward with a white face, but was stopped by Zhu Jing who was two steps away from him. Without waiting for anyone to react, she locked her waist and clamped her toward the couch.

Wen Yin only felt that the powerful force on her waist was about to hang her. She couldn't help but slap her with both hands, but the arms that were huddled on her waist were as tamped as iron pliers. She was staggered back by her force, waiting for the fierceness of her.

The whole person felt tightening and was picked up by someone in an instant. The next moment, she felt dizzy and dark, but she was thrown into the couch by him.

The half-covered curtains are shaking.

As soon as she recovered from the fainting, she was shocked to see him bent down onto the bed, and his tall figure fell into the bed with a deep shadow. Her eyes trembled, and she shrunk and retreated in a hurry as the other party approached.

"What are you hiding?" Zhu Jing looked at her black hair falling from the thin shoulders, and suddenly reached out and grabbed her thin white ankles, and took off the soft satin sleeping shoes halfway from her jade feet. "I'm afraid of me?"

With his long voice, he held the small and exquisite jade feet in his palm, and rubbed them like a playful look.

The thin cocoon on the belly of the palm scraped her back, and his erotic feeling immediately made Wen Yin feel a sense of thorny feeling that hit her every inch of her nerves.

Bang! "Shameless!"

She slapped him with trembling hands, feeling full of disgust.

His face was skewed, and she could see the light outside the tent falling from the shadow of Mingmie on his face in her sight. It was a little gloomy and terrifying, but she did not regret it or fear it.

She gritted her teeth and thrust her feet hard, trying to break free from his clamping, but she didn't expect that he would not only not relax the force, but instead grabbed her ankle and went in the direction of him. The next moment, her cheek hurt and was pinched by his big palm.

"You are so brave!"

She was forced to look at him with her face and bumped into his fierce eyes.

She endured the pain and met his sight, and her eyes were cold and she refused to show weakness. The window paper between them had long been torn open, and now she had no need to be silenced with him. It was impossible to keep her in his place.

If he pardoned, he would not give her a good end.

Even if he was kind enough to take her life in the end, she would be best if she was imprisoned in this palace for the rest of her life, for him to vent and have fun, for him to play tricks and despise.

As soon as he came in today, his unrestrained gaze from top to bottom made all of this. How could she not understand his purpose today? It was to play with her and humiliate her.

Instead of living in such humiliation, it would be better to be directly sentenced to death by him and end it all.

Zhu Jing felt that she was still unyielding at the moment, as if she was telling him that she just hated him and rejected him, and did not want him to touch her at all.

Staring at her for a moment, he suddenly smiled, but his eyes were filled with blood.

He was shameless, and even she regarded her feet as shameless. Perhaps in her eyes, every inch and every tiny on her body would not be touched by him.

He relaxed his strength and got up from the couch. He watched coldly as she was running up from the couch as if she was running for life. He stayed barefoot with no shoes, as if she was avoiding the plague.

"You dare to take half a step here, I will wipe out your Changxin Palace tonight."

Wen Yin's steps stopped, and her rapid breathing made her chest undulate. Her fingers curled up beside her, her whole body was tense like a string that was about to break, and her spine seemed to be trembling with a whirlwind.

Zhu Jing sat slowly on the edge of the couch, looking at her slender and beautiful back with black hair falling down. Even though her black hair was messy and her clothes were not tidy, she still didn't look embarrassed, and she felt aloof and stubborn.

When she looked at him, she always looked so arrogant and unattainable, but she didn't know if she still looked like this when she was facing the eunuch in nowhere.

"Come here and please me." He stared at her back, speaking softly, "Don't let me say it again."

Wen Yin turned around, her clear eyes were filled with forbearance: "I deserve to die. If the Lord wants to kill, I will never say anything. But if the Lord wants to humiliate me, I would rather die than obey."

Zhu Jing met her cold eyes and laughed, "I humiliated you? Isn't it you? Isn't that eunuch humiliating me?"

"I never thought of humiliating the Lord..."

"But you humiliated after all, right?"

In her silent silence, Zhu Jing slowly said: "Also, don't think about dying easily. Before I come back a little bit, you have to live and atone for your sins."

But she seemed to have not heard of it and still did not move.

Zhu Jing watched her stand coldly, even the orange-red halo of the palace lanterns seemed to be unable to warm her at all. Since they tore their faces open, she was as depressed as she refused to let go of her.

He raised his hand and touched his side face unconsciously. He seemed to be able to feel the touch of her palm suffusing. She was so repulsive and disgusted, and treated him like a dirt.

He smiled slowly with his calm eyes, and his smile appeared on his prominent face, but with a bit of fierce smile.

"The eunuch is kneeling outside the hall at this moment." He said, "You are stubborn and unwilling to come over at this moment. Are you waiting for him to come and teach you how to pose?"

These words were like thunder in my ears. Wen Yin raised her eyes in disbelief, and her hands and feet were trembling with fright.

"You! How can you, the king of the country, say such shameless and dirty words!"

Her eyes were full of incredible eyes, and her ears were buzzing, and she still felt that she was listening.

He looked at her like a wolf and a tiger: "I have even more dirty words, can you continue to listen? I think my words are shameless and dirty. What you and the eunuch do are straightforward and honest!"

"I am innocent and honest. Even if I have a past, I still have feelings and rituals, and I have no dirty thoughts!"

"Who knows!" His eyes were cold, "For three days, Wen Yin."

She and the eunuch once knew nothing in the forest for three days, and he didn't need to think about the scene in the three days. Just three days and two words were enough to make his eyes burst into blood and make his heart feel

There was a desire to destroy her in an endless stream.

Wen Yin felt that it really didn't make sense to him. Perhaps this time was just an excuse he had used, and what he did was to take the opportunity to act violently against her.

"Come here soon. Are you unwilling to be lonely and insist on calling the eunuch in and witnessing your weak and loving attitude?"

Wen Yin's mind was blank, and she looked at him as if she was a demon. Even though he had verbal pressure on her, he still maintained the moral decency of a king of a country. He had never had such shameless words to play with.

After falling below the bottom line, she felt humiliated and absurd and dissolute.

"Don't think I'm just talking. Ask you again, you can't get through."

These words were already an ultimatum. Wen Yin was cold and hot all over, and her expression was dazed. The voices in her ears seemed to come from the depths of hell, and the face of the man who was coercing him on the other side was in her pupils.

Gradually twisted into a demonic state that devours people.

"Does the Lord have more than half of compassion for me?"
To be continued...