Murong Feixue reluctantly left the stone chamber, speaking the painful Dharma in her heart, and bid farewell to her husband with tears. As soon as she left the stone chamber, Ran Qingcheng tapped her acupuncture points again. When she woke up, she was already on the Youhua Terrace.
in the room.
Feixue felt herself lying on the couch. The first thing she saw was the white gauze curtain. Her first thought was that the child was missing. She felt uneasy and hurriedly opened the gauze curtain and went to look for it.
"Are you looking for that torturer?" Murong Feixue became even more uneasy when she heard Ran Qingcheng's cold voice.
Feixue's beautiful face was full of anger, and she shouted: "Where did you take my child? Return my child to me quickly."
Ran Qingcheng's eyes caught a glimpse of Murong Feixue's graceful figure and her bright red lips, which were not even a bit red. Murong Feixue's Juechen face exuded charm, which attracted him deeply. If it weren't for Fei
Xue was pregnant, and she had already become his crotch.
"Do you want your child to be favored by me?"
Feixue saw the strange expression on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were as bright as black flames. Feixue felt like she was falling into a cold pool, and realized that something was ominous. Could it be that she, Murong Feixue, would not keep her virginity today? She moved towards the door, first
The reaction was to shout: "Someone is coming, someone is coming quickly!"
Ran Qingcheng rushed up and grabbed her waist domineeringly, hugging her in his arms. Ran Qingcheng's strong arms tightly imprisoned Feixue in his arms, no matter how Murong Feixue resisted.
Can't escape.
"Ran Qingcheng, you beast!"
Murong Feixue's hands were restrained, and she opened her mouth to bite his shoulder. This bite was done with great force. Ran Qingcheng frowned slightly, but still did not let go, picked her up and threw her on the couch.
.
Murong Feixue's heart was filled with panic. She remembered the tragic image of Xiao Yunling that day. She, Murong Feixue, was the second Xiao Yunling today.
Ran Qingcheng teased her and said coldly: "You can't escape. Today I will let you truly become my woman."
Feixue would never give in easily. Taking advantage of the opportunity when he left her on the couch, she pulled off the hairpin from her head, put it on her neck, and said angrily: "Ran Qingcheng, if you want to take me by force, I will
He died to keep his chastity."
Ran Qingcheng did not pay attention to Murong Feixue's resistance at all. For him, knocking off the pearl hairpin in Murong Feixue's hand was not a problem at all. Feixue was just fighting a trapped beast.
Ran Qingcheng's mischievous expression became even more fearful, and he said with a ferocious smile: "Murong Feixue, your life belongs to me, it's not that easy to die!" Taking advantage of the moment he was speaking, he tapped Murong Feixue's acupuncture points.
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Murong Feixue wanted to die now. Her heart and body belonged to her husband Ran Qingxun, but now she was being insulted by Ran Qingcheng, a beast. But now she couldn't even think about dying, she could only
Silently enduring everything that was about to happen.
Ran Qingcheng saw Murong Feixue's murderous cold eyes. If eyes could kill, Ran Qingcheng would have been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
Ran Qingcheng laid her body down flat, rested on it, sniffed out the fragrance of her hair, then took her lips in one mouthful, nibbling her two soft parts wantonly. Then he stretched out his hand.
Go and untie her belt and take off her clothes one by one.
Lustful eyes swept over Feixue's alluring body one by one, as if looking at a treasure with greed: "Murong Feixue, you are mine, everything about you belongs to me, no one can take you away from me.
Take it away from me."
Feixue felt that her body was violently penetrated, and there was a burning sting. Every impact made her miserable, and every sprint drove her into hell.
Murong Feixue closed her eyes in despair, the corners of her eyes were full of tears. "Brother Xun, sister is useless, sister is sorry for you."
Ran Qingcheng's heavy breathing was heard in her ears. From the moment her body was penetrated, all hope in her heart was gone. At this time, Murong Xue was heartbroken. No matter how much Ran Qingcheng ravaged her, she hated herself for even
She didn't have the ability to resist. She swore that one day she would make this bastard Ran Qingcheng pay the price!
While Ran Qingcheng was getting dressed, he caught a glimpse of Feixue with a painful look on his face. There were as many women in the harem as flowers, and many of them tried their best to get the emperor's favor. Feixue was so beautiful that no one could match her. Apart from Feixue, there was no other woman like her.
Can have a place in Ran Qingcheng's heart.
The less he can get, the better it is. At this time, he hopes to conquer the woman in front of him even more.
He stretched out his hand and pulled the brocade quilt beside the bed to cover Murong Feixue's body. His voice was as cold as frost: "From now on, she is my woman. As long as you are pregnant with my child, if it is a boy, I will make you my wife."
Finally, that seat is yours, and you are the only one in this world who is worthy of that throne."
She, Murong Feixue, didn't care about the throne of the queen, and she wouldn't give birth to a child for this bastard. At this moment, she could understand why Xiao Yunling hated this child so much and why she would ruthlessly change her child.
"Tomorrow I will let you move out of Youhua Terrace and move into Ronghua Palace. I will hold a concubine ceremony for you tomorrow and announce it to the world." Feixue closed her eyes tightly and turned a deaf ear to Ran Qingcheng's words.
Ran Qingcheng left, Feixue lay on the bed with a despairing heart, full of humiliation. She wanted to die, but the person she loved most was still suffering, and now she could only hold on to a broken body, humiliating
alive.
She vowed that no matter what the cost, she would rescue her husband so that he would no longer be humiliated.
After about a stick of incense, Ke'er hurriedly walked in. When he saw the mess on the couch and Feixue's appearance, he knew what had happened. He stretched out his hand to untie her acupuncture points.
"Master, Ke'er failed to protect you and allowed that dog emperor to take advantage of you."
The time of burning an incense stick is neither long nor short. After all, Feixue is still a modern person in thinking, and she is somewhat open-minded about being raped. At least she will not choose to commit suicide.
Ke'er's people had been following her into the darkroom, and the fact had been restored. At this time, what they wanted to know more about was the hiding place of her husband Ran Qingxun.
"Ke'er, we can find out the whereabouts of King Jin."
"Master, our people have been following your Luan Chariot and found that the Luan Chariot stopped at the Ganlu Palace, the palace of the Dog Emperor."
Fortunately, after knowing the place where her husband was imprisoned, Feixue had a pair of beautiful eyes with desolation: "Ke'er, help me with the acupuncture and help me seal the acupuncture point for conception. I, Murong Feixue, will never give birth to a child for that bastard.
"
Ke'er looked solemn and said: "Master, Ke'er will perform acupuncture for Master right now. However, once the acupuncture is temporarily released, it will take at least three years or even longer. Everything depends on the physique of the acupuncturist, and there may be qi and blood problems.
Symptoms include blockage, imbalance of Qi and blood, and lower abdominal distension.”
Feixue has made up her mind that she will not bear children for anyone except her husband in this world. Even if her body is taken by others, her heart will never betray her husband Ran Qingxun.
He looked at Ke'er with tearful eyes, his eyes full of determination: "Ke'er, give me the acupuncture!"