"Why……"

Zhao Cuo sighed and let go of the warm-scented nephrite in his hand, stood up again, and looked at the enchantress's delicate and flawless face. Compared to the cold and aloof look at the beginning, her rosy complexion now looked more like a newlywed's.

Beautiful.

"how?"

Boluan Banxia gritted his teeth in his heart, but his eyes were still calm and composed, looking at him expressionlessly and saying:

"Aren't you going to continue your childish so-called torture?"

"You mean to tell me not to stop?"

Zhao Cuo looked at her in surprise.

"Shut up!"

Boluan Banxia felt a little off guard after hearing his words.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you."

Zhao Cuo shook his head, feeling that it was unrealistic to get this witch to confess on his own, so it would be better to call the cheap dad over.

'Ask my father to interrogate her, and I will watch and do the work. Maybe I can also get the holy Gu rewarded in the lobby of the Ministry of Punishment?'

Boluan Banxia didn't want to pay attention to him. He lowered his gaze and looked at his bare feet, which were as white and tender as jade. Recalling the feeling when he played with them just now, his eyes became even colder, and he secretly decided to make Zhao's mistake later.

The legs were cut off.

'Before I go to invite my father over, I need to make some preparations. Speaking of which, this witch's attitude from just now to now is very disturbing...'

Zhao Cuo squinted his eyes and stared at the newlywed wife in front of him. He really couldn't figure out what made Xia Yaonv still calm and calm up to now, or was it that she already had a death wish?

"Is there such a possibility...that this witch has a way to escape?"

Young Master Zhao raised his hand and touched his chin.

'Before leaving the wedding room and calling someone, it would be safer to give her another glass of poisoned wine. There must be no mistake!'

Zhao Cuo lowered his head and looked at the jade pot on the table. Under Boluan Banxia's beautiful eyes that gradually widened, he raised his hand and pressed it on the pot lid.

"I said ma'am."

He showed an amiable smile to Boluan Banxia.

"For the sake of my courtesy to you tonight, can you please agree to my small request? I won't make it too difficult for you."

Boluan Banxia's white and weak throat rolled. Of course she could see Zhao Cuo's intention, but she had to delay the time.

"It's a shame you can say such a thing."

Her Royal Highness the Princess looked at him with hateful eyes.

"Treat me politely? Who just rubbed my feet wantonly? In your country of Dayu, only the husband can touch a woman's feet, right? How shameless!"

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She was trying to delay time and express her dissatisfaction.

"Madam, didn't you also say that?"

Zhao Cuo's smile did not change.

"You are a bride who has been brought home in a big sedan chair. As your husband, can't I touch you? I'm just kidding."

He curled his lips indifferently, faced Boluan Banxia's cold eyes, and said with a chuckle:

"Besides, you are known as the most beautiful woman in the capital. Facing a beautiful woman who has lost all her power to resist, I am already standing here talking to you. Isn't it already a noble person? If it were any other man, you should be right now

on the bed."

Boluan Banxia was immediately unable to refute, as it seemed that this was really the case. Although this Zhao Cuo was hateful, his character seemed to be pretty good, so it was not easy to accuse him in this regard.

Her Royal Highness Princess Demon Court is from the rationalist school. She is willing to face everything objectively, whether it is yes or no, it is no.

Zhao Cuo is a dirty guy who likes feet.

"Witch, you will definitely not survive tonight. You are about to hit the road anyway. How about I give you a toast to see you off?"

Before she spoke, Zhao Cuo smiled and filled the two jade cups on the table with clear wine and made a "please" gesture.

"no."

Bo Luan Banxia's heart tightened and she gritted her teeth. She said she would never drink this wine again. It was so hard to refine the toxins in her body. If she drank another glass, her original shape would really show...

"If you don't eat the toast, will you be punished with a drink?"

Zhao Cuo's brows suddenly furrowed, and Boluan Banxia's attitude made him even more uneasy. If she didn't want to survive, she definitely wouldn't mind drinking an extra glass of poisonous wine, which was already the case now anyway.

What does rejection mean?

Drinking this glass of wine will invalidate any means of escape she may have!

"snort."

Zhao Cuo raised his hand with a cold face, put the cup filled with clear wine gently against the enchantress's mouth, and squeezed the soft and moist lips with slight force until they were deformed.

"You don't have a choice."

He tilted the wine glass unceremoniously and wanted to drink it for the enchantress, but when she bit her lips and teeth, the wine could only keep dripping along her chin and onto the red wedding dress.

Zhao Cuo thought for a moment, then raised his hand and pinched her pretty pink nose under her angry gaze.

One minute...two minutes...three minutes?

"Are your ancestors from the turtle clan?"

Zhao Cuo looked at the enchantress with some embarrassment as she held her breath for several minutes without changing her expression.

Boluan Banxia made another note for him in the little notebook in his heart with an expressionless face.

I'll tear this stinky man's mouth apart later.

"That's fine..."

Zhao Cuo showed hesitation, then sighed and took back his hand, shaking his head helplessly and saying:

"Since you don't want it, madam, I won't force you to do anything. I just said I would treat you politely and I don't want to break my promise."

"Um?"

Boluan Banxia suddenly had a question mark on his face and looked at him in disbelief. Is the heir of the Zhao family so naive?

Speaking of which, Zhao Cuo didn't even know how to use torture instruments just now.

It seems reasonable to think so.

"I'll save Zhao Cuo's life when I get out later. But if you hold my hand twice, bump my head, hold hands, especially scratch my feet and pinch my nose, I'll pay you back twice as much!"

Boluan Banxia thought with relief.

"There is a flaw!"

Zhao Cuo, who had been observing the changes in her expression, took a deep breath, suddenly put the drink in his hand into his mouth, and then moved forward with lightning speed!

Let this witch go?

Then who will let him go!

'If the Xia Yao Nu runs away and the fact that I am marrying a demon is leaked, not only will I die, but my family will also be hurt!'

As the four lips connected, Zhao Cuo's brain was in an absolutely calm state, his eyes mocking as he stared at those beautiful eyes that were wide open in astonishment.

Boluan Banxia briefly lost her ability to think. It was not until the unpleasant smell of alcohol poured into her mouth that she reacted belatedly.

Her Royal Highness the Princess did not yell, her clear eyes gradually lost their brightness, and all emotions disappeared from her beautiful face.

'kill him……'

This idea came to Boluan Banxia's mind.

It was hard for her to endure until now. She was tied to a chair by this damn Zhao Cuo and listened to his verbal teasing. He also took off her shoes and scratched her soles, pinched her nose and drank wine.

She had endured all this, and she could obviously get rid of the poison in her body immediately and break the predicament without paying a heavy price. However, all this was due to the frivolity of this bastard, and the half-sip of poisonous wine made her lose all her previous efforts.
Chapter completed!