"Miss, don't be discouraged. I want to... King Li has paid so much for you. He really likes the lady. Now he is angry. Even for the sake of Nancang Kingdom and the Prime Minister's Mansion, Miss, you must treat the prince.
Better, the prince likes the lady so much. As long as the lady is kind to him, his anger should soon disappear."
Hong Ling suddenly shuddered. She felt that she was so smart. This should be the best idea she had ever thought of since she was born.
Mo Xi curled the corner of her lips, and a cold sneer appeared, and she said lightly: "Hong Ling, you think too simple. I miss him a dignified prince. Have you ever been fooled like this? I want his anger to fade away.
If you go on, it’s probably not an easy task…”
When Hong Ling heard the lady say this, she calmed down her nervousness and suddenly became uneasy again. However, she had just let go of Mo Xi's hand and then she smelled her faintly throwing out: "Don't walk in the room."
I'm walking away, let's go out first and let me be quiet alone."
Hong Ling became depressed. If Mo Xi didn't speak, she might have started paced back and forth in the room again.
Mo Xi looked at Hong Ling's back and frowned slightly. She knew that Hong Ling was for her own good, but... she also knew that Long Qianjue was really angry this time.
Mo Xi was the only one left in the huge wedding room. Looking at the word "Nao" posted on the wall, the bright red color was particularly eye-catching, like a blood color, huge gold-inlaid dragon flower candle, and overflowing wax oil
It was like the tears of a lover, which gradually covered Mo Xi's watery eyes with a layer of mist and became hazy.
When did she start to be moved and she would have the urge to cry. This feeling is really amazing, and she has never had any experience before.
Mo Xi sat quietly on the wide bed, staring at the pair of cups on the table with dull eyes. Against the backdrop of a bright red, the green jade was surprisingly eye-catching. Her hands couldn't help but touch her cuffs.
There was a pill she had prepared in advance. She had already made the worst plan. If that man dared to use force on her, she would use pill to faint.
However, it always appeared in her mind. When she agreed to marry him, Long Qianjue's excited and happy handsome face lingered in Mo Xi's mind. She felt a sour feeling in her nose, a little
Miss that feeling...
What's wrong with her? Mo Xi asked herself secretly, did she really fall in love with such a man? If Long Qianjue had his attitude towards her now, she would definitely fall in love with him like before, and she would definitely...
In the tent of the silhouette, several hollow carved gold and silver incense balls were hung around the tent, hanging in a circle, with heights and heights hanging unevenly, with faint sandalwood, which looks like orchids but not orchids, and like musks but not musks,
Bring a touch of simple and cool atmosphere.
I was alone in the empty room, and I felt very lonely. I felt tired without realizing it. Mo Xi and her clothes were curled up on the red satin bedding, with their cheeks pressed against it, which felt very smooth and comfortable...
The quilt is embroidered with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes. At the head of the bed, two mandarin ducks lie side by side. A pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water are embroidered vividly. The bright yellow curtain along the bed has beautiful curves on both sides.
The spike strap is tied aside.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside. The accent should be the man's footsteps, but it was a little messy. Mo Xi's first reaction was that he was drinking! As the footsteps got closer, she was all over her body
My nerves suddenly became nervous...
The gorgeous door was kicked open with a loud sound. The person who came in was really Long Qianjue. He wore a purple gold crown and a big red wedding robe with flying nine dragons. The contrast between his handsome facial features was even more beautiful and enchanting.
Evil charm.
"The prince is drunk, please lie down and rest." Mo Xi stood up coldly, and now she can only be careful and take every step forward.
"Drunk?! You can't help but underestimate my alcohol tolerance. Tonight is my happy day. Spring night is worth a thousand gold at a moment. I still have to love my beloved concubine, how can I rest!" Long Qianjue looked at Mo Xi for a long time.
A wicked smile, a meaningful way.
Mo Xi only felt her cheeks burn slightly. Before she could come back to her senses from the ambiguous voice of the man, she felt a strong wind whistling. The next moment she was caught in that familiar embrace, Long Qianjueban
Squinted her long and narrow eyes, tightly wrapped around her slender waist from behind, and wrapped her whole body firmly in her arms. She had a warm sexy thin lips and bit her ears lightly. She was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she was so cool that she
He said with a low voice: "My dear, let's drink Heyi wine first..."
A strange tide slowly rose, Mo Xi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, she moistened her throat unnaturally, pretending to be calm and said lightly: "Your Majesty let go of me first, you hug me so tightly, how about this Heijiu wine
drink?"
Long Qianjue's lips curled up with an evil sneer, and his big palm wrapped around her slender waist tightened, his firm chin was engraved with her shoulders, and his warm thin lips were spitting ambiguously at her neck.
Hot: "Of course I will feed you..."
While saying that, the man's rough big hand picked up the green jade cup full of wine on the table, and one mouthful, two mouthfuls, two glasses of wine instantly fell into his mouth. He watched the man's domineering nephew tighten the back of his head and leaned over.
And then, Mo Xi's back trembled.
I saw a bad smile on Long Qianjuehui's dark and cold eyes, and he suddenly lowered his head. Cen Leng's sexy thin lips covered her cherry petals, and his dexterous tongue easily pried her open.
Beitiao poured the full of spirits into her mouth.
An indescribable craze spread to Mo Xi's limbs and bones. The wine was so strong that she choked her and coughed repeatedly, but before her body could adapt, the man threw her onto the wide bed.
.
Mo Xi faced the cold cold under Long Qianjue's deep and dark eyes, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly. The pair of cold eagle eyes felt so strange.
"My dear, it's my turn to love you well--"
A trace of evil and coldness flashed in Long Qianjuehui's dark eyes. The woman he once wanted to hold in his hand and love in his heart was hurt so deeply. He swore that he would never be moved by women again from now on.
The next moment, the man's rough palm ravaged her body without pity. The rude behavior brought her a burst of pain. Mo Xi's resistance seemed a little overwhelmed. In the end, she couldn't bear it and waved her tenderness and swung her hard.