In fact, the best way to observe whether a man loves a woman is whether he is only interested in the woman's body. For them, there are two types of women, one is a bed partner, and the other is an interesting bed partner.

Companion, the first type will become disgusting after being used once, while the second type can be used repeatedly many times, but the final outcome is not as good as the first type.

An Nuanzhi understood this truth very well, so she did not have any hope for love, especially the love of an emperor. Therefore, when the Queen Mother came to Murong Wuhen to say bad things about her, she was actually lying on the bed in the inner hall.

, but she closed her eyes and pretended to be unconscious, minimizing her sense of presence.

She comforted herself that she couldn't hear it, she couldn't hear it.

However, her ears were blocked and her eyes were closed, but her mind was awake, and the conversation between the Queen Mother and Murong Wuhen was still clearly transmitted to her ears.

Her heart was getting grayer and cooler. To put it more vividly, An Nuanzhi really thought at that time that she was dead. Yes, it would be better to die.

Everyone, please listen to the conversation between the Queen Mother and the Emperor!

"Your Majesty, An Nuanzhi is just pretty at best. The Emperor is nostalgic for her body now, but beautiful women are everywhere. When the pearls turn yellow in old age, will the Emperor still be fascinated by her? No! So, the Emperor

"Hurry up and give An Nuanzhi to the feudal kings. It is her blessing that she can contribute to Mo Yuguo." The Queen Mother spoke earnestly and thoughtfully.

Murong Wuhen said, "If the emperor doesn't hand over An Nuanzhi, the queen mother won't think that the emperor has fallen in love with her, right?"

"Then you are-?"

"Think about it carefully, Queen Mother. The prince is the King of Anshan who was secretly killed. How did the vassal kings know about it? Could it be that the ghost of King Anshan told them?" Murong Wuhen sneered.

"You mean, the inside should be in harmony with the outside."

"Yes, the regent has been planning to make a move for a long time. This time, I have conducted a secret investigation. It was the news he leaked that stirred up the vassal kings and asked them to attack Kyoto. Therefore, I will not hand over An Cainv.

I have to play a long game to catch the big fish, and wait until the regent puts on the dragon robe and declares himself emperor, then I will take action. Talented girl An is just a pawn that I use, that's all. I will not fall in love with any woman."

"Oh." When the regent was mentioned, the Queen Mother's face turned a little pale. It was because of the regent's advice that she had married An Nuanzhi, Li Daitao, and Anshan to the Prince of Anshan. That was the reason why she was in big trouble. In the final analysis, she was the culprit. Because of her deafness.

If you are weak once, the consequences will be endless.

"Mother, what's wrong with you? You look a little ugly?"

"No, it's nothing..." The Queen Mother hurriedly left with her people and returned to the Anxin Palace. The Queen Mother immediately found those who were involved in the matter and killed them all with a dose of medicine. She wanted to make this matter impossible to see.

light corner.

Chess piece? Chess piece? Chess piece, right?

In the inner hall, An Nuanzhi touched her chest with her hand. Yes, she heard it right. Even the babbling children understood these two words. She had previously thought that Murong Wuhen had some pity for her when he saved her.

The ingredients turned out to be pretentious, ridiculous, ridiculous.

She suddenly remembered Faye Wong's "Chess Pieces"

Want to get out of the area you control

But I approached the battle situation arranged by you

I have no strong defense

There is no way to retreat

I want to escape the trap you set

But fell into another dilemma

I don't have the courage to decide whether to win or lose

No luck in escaping

I'm like a chess piece

It's up to you to decide whether to advance or retreat

I'm not the only general in your eyes

But he is an inconspicuous soldier

I'm like a chess piece

It's not up to you to come or go

You never hesitated without raising your hand

But I am in your hands

An Nuanzhi took a long breath. Now, does she still believe in love?

What exactly is a man? Is it a woman's support? Destiny? Future? Happiness? Or disaster? Unexpectedly, in the end, she laughed at and defeated so many poor women. At best, she was just a pawn.

Chess piece!

Women in the harem are so worthless!

One little fool after another.

"Pa-" Just as he was thinking about it, a jade bowl in An Nuanzhi's hand was shattered, alarming Murong Wuhen in the outer hall. He naturally understood that she had heard what she just said.

Some things are better if they are discussed. It's like borrowing money. The party being lent money is always worried that the other party can't afford to repay it, and the party borrowing money is always worried that the other party won't be willing to lend it. The relationship between them is like this,

Handing over the money with one hand and the IOU with the other, when it was still clear, their peace, of course, ended.

"You hate me, right?" Murong Wuhen sneered, his look was very strange.

"What do you hate! Where there is love, there is hatred!" An Nuanzhi smiled bitterly, she did not fall into Murong Wuhen's trap.

"Very good, but I hate you very much!"

Now, why should he hate her?

Why, why?

An Nuanzhi didn't understand how thick-skinned this man was.

I didn't understand it, and maybe I will never understand it. His big palm covered her, and his hand was squeezing her bones. It was about to break, yes, it was broken immediately. Where were the hands? It was obviously a vise.

With all my strength, I can't pry it open, I can't pry it open at all.

"What are you pretending to be!" His eyes were red and he was swaying. He didn't smell of alcohol, but he looked like he was drunk. In fact, he was not drunk, or he was more terrible than drunk.

"Why did you agree to marry the King of Anshan? You have no shame!"

The voice in An Nuanzhi's heart was, I don't know. I saw King Anshan when I woke up. In fact, I didn't know who he was at that time! So, would he believe it? He wouldn't believe it, definitely not.

Because he was sure that she was a woman who didn't love herself. All the calculations and all the uses were based on this bad impression. How to clear her name?

Unless...no unless!

An Nuanzhi was silent. She simply didn't explain. Her heart felt cold, cold, painful, and numb. It went over and over again, without any warmth or ups and downs. She just thought that she was a walking zombie!

But it will end like this, will it?

Will not!

This is just the beginning!

"I underestimated you! Your casualness was beyond my expectation." Murong Wuhen pressed down hard, his body was so heavy, and the kiss he rushed towards was like a bat passing by, very wanton.

"Step aside!"

"don't want!"

This was An Nuanzhi's first resistance. She decided not to let him do whatever he wanted on her. Nothing could compare to the perseverance of a woman after she wakes up. Putting her hope in a man is tantamount to committing suicide slowly.

She wanted to live a life for herself! She would not let this evil man lie on top of her, sweating profusely.

Because he is not worthy!

An Nuanzhi resisted, resisted desperately, struggled, clamped her legs, and beat her with her pink fists. However, in front of the strong muscles and rolling body, the woman's defense was pitiful, even worse than a mosquito bite. What's more

, An Nuanzhi's body is so weak and weak.

His big hand, which was very big and thick, roughly, not gently, and extremely demandingly, directly reached into her panties. After a while of violent wandering, he was panting.

In lovemaking in bed, males have more initiative than females. They are like warriors blowing horns, attacking and attacking. No matter how hard the door is, it will fall apart and open for them.

There is no doubt that Murong Wuhen is ambitious.

His invasion and occupation were all in one go. Even if, I mean, even if An Nuanzhi was just a corpse, he would not let her go.

I have said before that Murong Wuhen is the kind of tyrant who strives to do everything to the extreme. Every pore is written with the words of a tyrant who destroys humanity.

At this moment, he used the word "tyrant" to the extreme, and at this time, An Nuanzhi realized it personally.
Chapter completed!