"What do you mean?" Tong Yuer'er couldn't feel Murong Fu's pulse, so she couldn't help but probe, "Since you know my father's name, how dare you be rude to me?"
"Hehe, you think too highly of your father," Murong Fu sneered, but he liked this man even more.
Tong Jia's surname, a common surname among Manchu Jurchens, was in charge of the Xianghong Banner, Zhenglan Banner and Xianghuang Banner of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty. Tong Yue'er's father, Tong Jia Wuliang, was the current Commander-in-Chief of the Manchurian Army with the Xianghuang Banner. He had about
Thirty thousand people came.
Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that half of the guards in the palace are Wu Liang's troops. This is why even though Tong Yue'er is just a nobleman, his status in the palace is very transcendent.
Murong Fu's main idea was to control the entire palace through Tong Yue'er. Of course, this matter had to be carefully planned, but the top priority now was to regain the future queen.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu looked at Tong Yue'er maliciously, held his right hand in the air, and the long whip condensed into shape instantly.
Tong Yuer's pretty face changed, "You, what do you want to do?"
"Is there any need to ask?" Murong Fu smiled slightly, "Of course I will serve you well."
Tong Yue'er's face instantly turned pale and bloodless, "No, don't come again, the previous grudges have been wiped out..."
Before the word "pin" was spoken, there was a crisp "snap" sound, the long whip swayed, and a whip mark suddenly appeared on Tong Yue'er's chest.
"My Majesty, I didn't expect you to have such a hobby. It's a coincidence that I also have a hobby of torturing people. How about we compete with your Majesty today?" Murong Fu said jokingly, without stopping at all.
The whip was struck again and again.
Of course, the force of his attack was controlled just right. It would only cause her pain or even cut her clothes, but it would not leave any scars on her skin. At most, it would only be a red mark.
"Hmm..." Tong Yue'er snorted, her face instantly turned blood red, and her body's desire began to stir again. She really hated her body.
"Papa...papa..." Murong Fu held a long whip, like a ruthless flower destroyer, and kept beating the beauty in palace clothes in front of him.
Not to mention, there was an indescribable pleasure in my heart.
"Do I really have sadistic tendencies?" Murong Fu couldn't help but wonder.
But Tong Yue'er was no longer as stubborn as before, and hurriedly dodged around. However, the long whip in Murong Fu's hand could be as long or short as he wanted. No matter how she dodged, the whip could always hit a certain part of her body accurately.
After being whipped seven or eight times, Tong Yue'er's clothes had been torn open several times, and large areas of her skin were exposed to the air, gradually turning red.
A charming scent.
"Your Majesty, does it feel good for me to beat you?" Murong Fu asked with a smile.
Tong Yue'er gritted her teeth and forced herself not to make that embarrassing sound, but after hearing Murong Fu's words, she couldn't help but reply, "It's great!"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Tong Yuer almost fainted from embarrassment.
From the day she was born, she was raised as a queen. All she had learned and seen was the noblest etiquette. She had a temperament that was knowledgeable and courteous, and was graceful and noble. But for some reason, when she was beaten by this strange man,
,
There is both shame and anger in my heart, but also an unspeakable stimulation. The two emotions are intertwined and entangled. The more shame and anger, the more stimulation, the more stimulation, the more shame and anger. The soul seems to have fallen into an endless abyss.
Murong Fu hit her a few more times, and suddenly Tong Yue'er's body became tense and she began to tremble continuously. This lasted for about ten breaths, and finally her body went limp and she collapsed on the ground.
Murong Fu retracted his long whip, put his hands behind his back, stepped forward, bent over and looked at it carefully, shook his head slightly, "My queen, it seems she is not very good at it. I won the first battle."
Tong Yue'er panted rapidly, with a satisfied look on her face. It took her a long time to come back to her senses, and when she remembered that her performance just now was all reflected in Murong Fu's eyes, she couldn't help but turn pale and said in a trembling voice, "You...you
This devil, how could you do this to me..."
"What you said, your Majesty, went against your conscience. I don't know who it was just now..."
"Stop talking, please stop talking." Tong Yue'er suddenly straightened up, holding onto Murong Fu's clothes with both hands, crying, with two lines of clear tears already flowing from the corners of her eyes.
"Okay, okay, no more talking," Murong Fu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Rou Yi, "Let's start the next battle."
"You..." Tong Yue'er's expression changed slightly, but before she could say anything, she was hugged by Murong Fu. Her beauty suddenly turned pale, "What are you doing? I am the emperor's woman, you... you can't touch me!"
No wonder she was so excited. Although Murong Fu had humiliated her before, he had never touched her body. If Kangxi knew about such an intimate contact at this moment, he would never be able to be the queen again in this life.
When Murong Fu heard "the emperor's woman", he felt unhappy. He walked into the main hall in three or two steps and searched around. Finally, he found an imperial chair in a side hall and threw Tong Yue'er on the chair.
"What are you going to do? If you want money, take all the money in the palace and let me go, okay?" Tong Yuer's tone softened. She was really scared. This Murong Fu would
Like a demon, constantly destroying her dignity, she was really afraid that the other party would do something even more extreme.
An inexplicable smile flashed across Murong Fu's face, and without answering, he tapped Tong Yue'er's acupuncture points, then pulled a few red ropes from the curtain in the palace, and tied Tong Yue'er to the Grand Master's chair in a weird posture.
Then he untied her acupoints.
But at this moment, Tong Yue'er had her hands behind her head and her legs were tied in half and spread wide apart. This posture was extremely embarrassing for any woman, let alone the noble Tong Yue'er.
"Please, let me go, I will promise you anything you want." Tong Yuer'er burst into tears.
"Really?" Murong Fu's eyes lit up. He leaned close to Tong Yue'er's white face and smiled softly, "If I want you, will you agree?"
Tong Yue'er was stunned for a moment, then her expression changed drastically, and she shouted sternly, "Wishful thinking!"
"Forget it then," Murong Fu shook his head and smiled, "It's getting very late today, so let's play three small games. Win two out of three games. That's the first one. If you're scared, I win. Now
You have to be careful when playing the second one. If you lose again, you won't have a chance to come back."
Tong Yue'er didn't understand what Murong Fu wanted to do at all, but after hearing this, she couldn't help but feel moved in her heart and asked, "If I win, will you let me go?"
"Of course, I will tell you the truth. If you win, I will leave and won't bother you anymore." Murong Fu immediately patted his chest and promised.
"I have a condition." Tong Yue'er's mind turned, but she said, "You can't touch my body, otherwise I would rather die than let you succeed."
"Well..." Murong Fu pondered for a while, "I can guarantee that I will not take the last step. As for scratching, it is inevitable."
As she said that, she reached out and pinched Tong Yue'er's chest, secretly exclaiming that it was so soft.
At this moment, Tong Yue'er felt so ashamed and angry that she didn't care about being taken advantage of by the other party. She thought that as long as she could keep her final innocence and clean up the maids and eunuchs in the Yonghe Palace afterwards, no one would ever know what happened today.
thing.
A cold light flashed across her eyes, and Tong Yue'er gritted her teeth and said, "How do you want to play?"
A strange flash flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, "Since we are playing a game, there should be a prize. Let's do this. If you lose, you will be my slave from now on, and you will not betray me for the rest of your life."
"What!" Tong Yue'er never expected that Murong Fu would dare to propose such a condition. For a moment, she was more surprised than fearful and angry.
Murong Fu nodded nonchalantly, "You heard me right, I want you to be my slave girl."
After Tong Yue'er was shocked, she immediately felt a great sense of humiliation in her heart. After all, she was a rich man, with a distinguished family background and noble blood. The person in front of her actually wanted to be his slave girl. What a humiliation it was.
"Why, you don't want to play?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly and his expression turned cold, "Then I'd better play by myself."
With that said, he went to untie Tong Yue'er's clothes.
"No, I'll just promise, but..." Tong Yue'er was anxious and quickly agreed, but then she changed the topic and said, "If you lose, you will be my slave for the rest of your life. I will let you
Go west, you are not allowed to go east!"
Murong Fu was startled for a moment, and smiled to himself, for a weak woman like you who has no power to tie a chicken, even if I lose, if I refuse to admit it, what can you do to me?
Of course, he would not say this. He smiled and said, "Okay, I accept."
"How to determine winning or losing?" Tong Yue'er didn't know what she thought of, her cheeks were red and she was about to bleed, "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear your dirty and shameless methods on any woman. If you use this to determine winning or losing, I will
unacceptable."
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this woman was not really stupid. His thoughts turned around and he suddenly thought of something interesting. He said with a half-smile, "Well, when you take the initiative to ask me to take that last step,
Even if you lose, I will lose."
When Tong Yue'er heard this, she almost fainted with anger. She was a daughter of the Tong Jia family, and her status was comparable to that of a princess. Even when facing Kangxi, she couldn't take the initiative to propose to him, so how could she take the initiative to propose to a humble Han man.
But now that she had no power to resist, Tong Yue'er could only grit her teeth and swallow, letting others manipulate her. She made up her mind to guard the mourning platform and never give in. She finally nodded and said, "Let's get started."
"Hey? Are you impatient?" Murong Fu smiled slightly and waved his hand, and Tong Yue'er's clothes turned into pieces and scattered in all directions.
Tears welled up in the corners of Tong Yue'er's eyes, and she could only turn her head away, not thinking about her extremely shameful posture.