"No, I'm going to find him!" Liusu was going to find Emperor Zhuyao and tell him the truth of all the facts. They are not brothers and sisters, so she can tell him the truth! Let Xiao Qiluo find his real father and let the truth be revealed.
Liusu said, turned around and ran out!
But the next second, she was pulled in her arms by a pair of powerful arms and could not move.
Zhu Minglie's hand tightly clamped her waist, and his other hand tightened her chin—
The warm and wild breath blew on her pretty face-
Under the contempt of Zhu Minglie's prison-like eyes, her eyes were like the eyes of panicked deer, showing fear and fear—
"Lissu, if you step out of my bedroom, the world will be in chaos. I don't know how many people will sacrifice their lives because of your step..."
"What did you...have you done?" Liusu asked in a trembling voice with her hands clasped her clothes tightly, pressed her between the two of them.
"The King of Lanling went out of the palace to pick you up and wanted to recognize you, but I plan to make him never come back. The world of this Sun Yat-sen Dynasty should have been expelled from the emperor, why should I get to Lanling
Wang Ping is on the same side, do you think so, Liusu..." He said, his affectionate lips slowly approaching her and finally pressed against her snow-white neck.
Liusu was stunned. Emperor Zhu Yao went out of the palace to pick him up? He already knew the truth, so...
"Ah..." Liusu was thinking about Emperor Zhu Yao, and suddenly felt a stinging pain on his neck. Zhu Minglie bit her neck, and a smell of blood came. His hand that protected her waist suddenly closed.
Tight - "Let go, it hurts!" She exclaimed softly.
"It hurts?! Can you have my pain horse?" Suddenly, Zhu Minglie was furious and pushed Liusu down on the bed! He bullied him and kissed her wildly. His evil hands suddenly stepped on him.
She tore her clothes apart, raised her hand, and the broken fabric flew to the ground from mid-air.
In an instant, Liusu had only white underwear and cherry-colored bellyband, and her crystal-clear skin as crystal-clear as porcelain jade emitted an orange-yellow light under the reflection of the candlelight.
Zhu Minglie's clutch was pressed against her tender and delicate skin, and his lips were looking for her lips-
"You are my, you are my. I don't allow you to think of other men, I don't allow you!!" He put his force under his palm, and his mark left on her snow-white skin...
"Ah... don't... Zhu Minglie... let go of me, don't make me hate you even more... Um..." Liusu twisted his body and head desperately, avoiding his kiss and caress.
However, Zhu Minglie seemed to be possessed and went crazy. He let her push and beat her, and he also wanted to lock her up tightly, looking for her beauty. Her body exuded the faint fragrance of a girl, and her skin was unexpectedly
He was so intoxicated by the slickness...
His strength was so strong that the thorns could not resist it. A pair of hands pressed against their chest hurt so much. Tears slowly slid from the corners of her eyes, wet her face, wet her pillow, and wet Zhu Ming.
Frozen hands.
The hot and humid feeling made Zhu Minglie stunned. He raised his head from her neck. The pear blossoms of tassels were filled with tears, and the look of resignation to fate deeply hurt his heart.
"Zhu Minglie, don't... don't make me hate you more... don't make me more you..." She murmured, her eyes empty and tears slid down like beads.
Zhu Minglie slowly pulled away from her body, pulled the sheet and covered her half of her body, then slowly slid down beside the bed, sat on the cold ground, and wrapped Liusu's palm tightly in the palm of his palm with his left hand—
Liusu slowly closed her eyes, and Zhu Minglie's voice came into her ears-
"Liusu, do you know? When you heard Emperor Zhuyao go to find you, the ecstasy in your eyes was like the butterfly hairpin pierced deeply into my chest that day. It really hurts, it hurts...
…”
Zhu Minglie said, let go of his hands, stood up, turned around and looked at Liusu who had closed his eyes deeply. Then, he turned around and left the bedroom.
The mysterious black robe wrapped around his body, and the Youming Palace looked even more lonely and lonely in the night.
Zhu Minglie left, Liusu got up, took the clothes woodenly, put them on one by one, and suddenly, a small paper bag slid from the cuff to the ground. She looked down and saw that it was when she had to leave the palace that day.
The one that Emperor Yao sent to her was so painful that she picked it up with her arms trembling and slowly opened it.
"wait."
This is the word he gave her. There is still a fragrance of ink left on it, and the elegant aura on his body seems to have a hint of warmth.
She had a pair of noses, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and fell on the piece of paper. Suddenly, another line of words appeared under the word "wait"-
"A lifetime, generation, and two people, and they will depend on each other for generations. Liusu, waiting for me. Yao's name."
It turned out that behind these words, he also wrote a poem quietly, "A generation and a pair of people will depend on each other for generations."
She shook her hands and held the white paper tightly in her hand, and crystal tears slid down again.
*
In the Heavenly Prison, Zhu Yetong was locked up by iron chains and tied to a pillar.
"Come, unlock the lock!" The jailer walked in and put the wine and food on the ground-"Thirteenth Master, this is the last meal, you can eat it well. After you finish eating, I will send you on your way!"
"Hmph!" Even though he became a prisoner, Zhu Yetong's unruly expression remained the same. With a slight hum, the prison guard was so scared that he took two steps back.