As expected, Jingmo Qiu kept his word. According to the information brought back from Da'ao by spies over the years, he truly regarded Ge'er as his own.
He would also ask someone to deliver a portrait of Ge'er and Ge'er's handwritten letter to her every six months.
To comfort her Si'er's feelings.
He even promised her that in the future, when Da'ao captures the Xuanyuan Kingdom, he will support her Ge'er as the new king of the Xuanyuan Kingdom.
The temptation was too great for her to refuse.
She is not afraid that he will break his promise.
Because, Jingmo Qiu only likes to lead troops to fight, and then play with women.
He hates power. Otherwise, if he was really greedy for power, Da'ao's current throne would have been his long ago.
Therefore, once the Xuanyuan Dynasty was defeated, if he supported Ge'er, the king of Da'ao would definitely have no objection.
Then her Zhang family is the real royal family.
At this time, the wax oil continued to drip down, burning Zhang Suhua to the point of death.
However, Jing Mo Qiu's other hand kept pressing on her sensitive parts.
The contradictory feeling of pain and joy made her want to resist, but she also wanted more.
"Marshal, ah... Then when do you plan to raise troops to attack? Ah..."
"Well," Jingmo Qiu poured a drop of wax oil on her breasts, causing her to scream sharply, and then replied: "As little as three years, as many as five years!"
"This...ah...so long? I'm afraid..." Sweat was pouring on her forehead.
He tried to struggle, but his hands and feet were completely restrained.
She wanted to grit her teeth and endure it.
However, she had to open her mouth and ask him something.
This is how Jingmo Qiu plays with women.
He likes to see women moaning in pain as he plays with them, but he cannot resist in any way.
His hands began to roam around her lower body. He found that her most sensitive part was already wet and slippery.
Surprise at the moment: "Madam, I have indeed seen the right person. The women in my mansion could not bear it long ago and fainted. How can they be like you, madam..."
As he spoke, the hand holding the candle suddenly moved downwards. With Zhang Suhua completely unprepared, the entire candle was brutally inserted into her lower body——