The door of the wing on the east side was ajar, and there was a maid and a guard standing in the corridor.
It was deathly silent outside, with only a faint rustling sound coming from inside.
In the middle of winter, the stove in the house had long been extinguished, and gusts of cold wind came in through the cracks in the window, which should have been biting to the bone, but the people on the bed felt like they were being burned by fire.
Zhao Yi rested his hands on the couch and raised his head. Thin droplets of water rolled down his face and fell along the base of his ears into the lips of the man behind him.
"What?" The man bit her ear beads, his tongue was fishy and salty, and he tortured her violently.
Zhao Yi couldn't bear it, and bursts of trembling sounds escaped from his lips, shaking like a sieve. His fingertips sank into the flesh of his palms, and a few blood stains instantly appeared.
He probably felt unhappy, so he stopped and reached out to turn the person over.
She was small in stature, barely reaching his chest, skinny as a stick but with skin as thick as gelatin.
He held her little face and discovered that there were tears on it.
"Crying?" There was a smile on his lips, "Why are you crying?"
Before she could say anything, he hit her hard again, and she screamed. Goosebumps suddenly appeared all over her body, her vision went dark, and her limbs were numb and trembling, and she didn't know whether it was good or bad.
Her light brown eyes trembled out of focus, and he grabbed her neck, each time showing fierceness.
"Look at me." He said coldly. Zhao Yi gasped in fright and immediately looked into his eyes.
Ink that is too thick to dissolve is probably this color.
His eyes were bottomless, as if they were rolling in turbulent waves, and yet they seemed calm and calm.
She couldn't see through him.
With her exquisite heart, it was the first time she could not see through anyone. But there was nothing wrong with showing weakness.
He was probably satisfied, so he moved softly, lowered his head to kiss her eyes, and then her lips.
The clenched teeth loosened a little. She was new to the world and had never thought that Yun Yu was such a torture. After one night, she had become half a disabled person.
But so what, even if the person in front of her was an evil ghost, she would still take the gamble.
"I will have no regrets in my life if I can win the prince's favor." She glanced at him lightly, then immediately looked away, biting her lower lip. The place where the tip of her teeth scratched looked like red plum blossoms blooming, with bright blood.
It's really beautiful.
Chi Yuan's eyes darkened, his whole body tensed, and the undercurrent surged in again.
He was more than 20 years old and had been on the battlefield for ten years. He could be said to have met countless people, but no woman had ever made him lose control like this.
Zhao Yi's skin was as fair as jade, her lips were as red as blood, and her eyes were light and gentle. She was still young, and she didn't know whether it was because of her methods or her ignorance. She had selfishness and pleading written in her eyes, and he... couldn't refuse.
"Your Majesty..." Although she had never experienced this before, she had figured out his thoughts in just one night.
Her voice was low, confusing and probing, and she reached out and hooked his neck.
Chi Yuan raised his eyebrows, with strong emotions rolling in his eyes. His eyes were scarlet, but he made no move: "Little princess, do you know what this means?"
What's crazy, what's stupid, what's ugly.
The emperors of the Southern Dynasties most likely lost their country because of their blindness. It was a waste of natural resources to keep such a daughter in a separate courtyard for several years.
Zhao Yi's eyelashes trembled and his breathing became rapid: "The slave family knows."
The country of the Southern Dynasty was destroyed, and now it was the world of the Northern Dynasty. She needed the prince's favor. This was the destiny she had waited so hard for.
For this, she can do anything.
Her breath was sweet, and Chi Yuan chuckled.
After a night of fighting, she didn't care about her small body at all. In this case, why should he hold back any longer? This chapter has been completed!
