After seeing Mrs. She off, Feng Ji'er took out the broken ancient book and flipped through it. The first half contained some simple descriptions of the dark forest, which were far from what they saw when they entered it. It was probably mostly guesses and not enough to read.
, skip to the second half, which is about some ghosts and gods in the dark forest, including the evil spirits and curses mentioned by Mrs. She.
The strange thing is that in the second half, several pages are missing and incomplete. It seems that the method to break the evil curse has been torn out. Feng Ji'er originally didn't believe it, but these pages were missing for no reason.
It’s inevitable to make people curious
What would happen if Xuan Luo was really affected by the evil spirit? He doesn't look strange now. Are they overthinking it?
Feeling upset for a moment and not knowing what answer she was looking for, Feng Jier walked out of Qingya Pavilion and came to the small bamboo forest. She saw a path in the bamboo forest and suddenly wanted to take a walk in the bamboo forest, so she walked deep into the bamboo forest...
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After walking for an unknown amount of time, she seemed to have arrived at the other end of the bamboo forest. The fresh and elegant smell in the bamboo forest made her slightly relieved from the boredom in her heart. She was about to walk back when she heard the sound of someone talking.
It's a woman's voice——
"Don't worry about me. I know it has been difficult for you over the years."
The woman's voice is tactful and full of concern
Immediately afterwards, another male voice came, this time, it was an extremely familiar voice...
"Auntie, if you continue to be patient, one day -"
"Don't say such things again. Auntie is really not important. Believe me, I just hope you have a good life."
Feng Ji'er heard that it was Ye Xilou and Concubine Yi. When they were in Shou'an Palace, she thought that the relationship between the aunt and nephew was weak, but she didn't expect that it turned out to be not what she saw.
"Xilou, my aunt has never forgotten your pain in these years, so why have I not? My sister died under your father's sword. No one can suffer more pain than me. But now, you have come to this point.
, Auntie only hopes that you can live a good life. Isn’t it enough that that woman ruined my sister’s family? How come you..."
"Auntie, I have my own way of doing things. How is Beihuang's illness?"
Feng Ji'er listened to their conversation, and who was the woman they mentioned? It was also said that Ye Xilou's mother died under his father's sword. Then she heard for the first time that night in Ye Mansion that "the lady hanged herself."
"Who is it again? Isn't she Ye Xilou's mother?
Feng Ji'er filtered what they said in her heart. She couldn't sort it out for a while, so she could only continue to listen quietly.
"The Emperor cannot survive this spring..."
There was a lot of sadness in Concubine Yi's words. She suddenly remembered something and said to Ye Xilou: "Xilou, you and I both know that we don't want this aunt-nephew relationship to become a condition for the Northern Emperor to blackmail you, but neither does Auntie.
I hope to see you involved in this battle for the throne. You know that Xuanyou is a cunning person. Although he is not favored by the emperor, he has never given up on the throne and... I don’t want to mention that scandal now.
Your Majesty knows that he is about to die soon, and I only hope that you can support His Highness as the Crown Prince..."
"Auntie, you have been out for a long time. Go back to the palace to rest. Xilou has made your own decision. Auntie, please take care of yourself and don't worry about it."
Feng Jier heard the sound and it seemed that Ye Xilou was sending Concubine Yi back to the palace.
She just sighed softly. She was hiding in the bamboo forest just now. She was really afraid of being noticed by Ye Xilou, so she held her breath and concentrated, not daring to be careless.
She just went out for a walk and met him unexpectedly. Feng Jier could only shake her head, but suddenly... she felt a pair of cold hands on her neck!
There was a strong smell of alcohol in her nose, and Feng Ji'er was instantly suffocated.
And the strength of those hands did not weaken at all, but became tighter and tighter, as if they were going to strangle her to death!
She wanted to hit him with a kick, but he easily dodged it. A cold, charming and distant voice sounded in her ears: "Is this all you can do?"
Then, without waiting for Feng Ji'er to react, he directly picked her up horizontally and hung her upside down on the halving chair.
Feng Ji'er's face was swollen and red. Being carried by him like this, she felt dizzy and her waist was about to break!
Night West Tower!
She knew that if she fell into his hands again, she would definitely suffer his revenge.
This man's flaws must be repaid. When she was in Shou'an Palace, she had already planned to draw a clear line with him and was not prepared to have anything to do with him anymore. However, she didn't expect that after just a little more effort, she would meet him again.
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"Tell me, do you regret admitting that you are Mou Si?" Ye Xilou took Feng Ji'er to the most remote corridor in the palace, pressed her against a pillar, clamped her hands, and approached her
Lips, ask lightly
"I regret...not being able to kill you."
"So you actually want to kill me!" Ye Xilou's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.
"Since you know who I am, do you think I have lost my memory? Or don't you remember the hundreds of lives lost at Murong Villa?" Feng Ji'er becomes stronger when he is strong. Now that she has nothing to restrain him, what does she have to fear?
?
"Haha, you want to kill me? Unless I volunteer, you will never have this opportunity. Do you know how many people in Beicheng want to take my life, Ye Xilou?"
Feng Ji'er saw that he was laughing loudly and seemed to be a little drunk. She knew that she was unlucky when she met him, but she couldn't escape, so she could only desperately look for opportunities...
The corridor is set up high, and underneath is a piece of dry grass. The outer edge of the grass is the palace wall. This is probably the outermost and most remote place of the palace.
There were no guards patrolling the night, no palace maids passing by with lights on, and it was pitch dark. Feng Jier thought to herself that if she desperately called for help, would anyone discover them?
No matter what, I have to give it a try. This is the Northern Palace, not his night residence in Yexi Tower. No matter how bold he is, he still has to be wary of kidnapping her here late at night.
Unexpectedly, before he could open his mouth, Ye Xilou kissed him firmly.
He almost bit her lip and drove straight in! He plundered wildly, completely by force, and didn't care about her feelings...
Feng Ji'er groaned in pain and wanted to bite him, but his teeth were pried open by his tongue, which was almost brutal and rough. Feng Ji'er only felt a tightness in her chest and difficulty breathing...
Ye Xilou ignored Feng Jier's struggle, hugged her, and rolled down on the grass under the corridor.
He pressed her down, looked at her panicked eyes, and laughed evilly
"Since you remember everything about Murong Villa, why not relive the scene when we first had sex?"
"let me go!"
"You angered me and said you wanted to kill me. Do you think I will let you go?"
"Ye Xilou, is this kind of occupation interesting?"
Feng Ji'er was lying on the cold withered grass, with Ye Xilou pressing on her body, which weighed as much as a thousand kilograms. She couldn't breathe, couldn't relax, and felt extremely angry inside!
"You mean, this posture is not good?" Ye Xilou's drunken eyes were hazy, and his breath smelled of wine. I don't know if it was because of the alcohol at this moment, or because he was already horny, so he pulled Feng Ji'er's waist away.
He pulled off the belt of her clothes at the collar... and with a sudden turning movement, he placed Feng Ji'er firmly on his waist, forcing her to sit astride his thighs while he faced up.
Ye Xilou smiled coldly: "How about you are on top and I am on the bottom, and I can occupy it for you once? Try how it feels, and you will know whether it is interesting or not."
As he spoke, he took off his robe. Just as Feng Jier was about to run away, her legs were tightly restrained by him.
Ye Xilou turned over and sat up, holding Feng Ji'er on his knees, forcing her to look into his eyes.
"See clearly, I am not someone you can kill at will. I am your man! From the moment I possess you, you are destined to be mine. Do you understand?"
Ye Xilou's words made Feng Ji'er sneer: "Really? I remember that the first man I, Murong Changsi, had was not you, Ye Xilou!"
This sentence made Ye Xilou startled. He squinted his eyes slightly, as if to see Feng Ji'er more clearly, and the corners of his eyes were stained with that sinister layer of bird of prey. This was because he was extremely impatient and was about to
The signal of an explosion...
Feng Jier once again provoked Ye Xilou, inducing the demon in him to take action.
Ye Xilou went crazy, hugging Feng Ji'er to his chest fiercely, tearing her inner clothes, and squeezing the plumpness of her chest. Feng Ji'er groaned in pain and wanted to wave away his hand, but failed.
Being held back by him, Ye Xilou buried his head in her chest and let out a contented breath. The warm breath in his mouth made Feng Jier's face change in shock. She wanted to run away, but she couldn't move.
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Ye Xilou's strength was frightening. The more anxious Feng Ji'er became, the more she couldn't get away. But... he had already... he actually... took the bud on her chest, licked and nibbled it, and Feng Ji'er only felt her chest
There were waves of numbness and unbearable feeling that spread all over her body. She couldn't help but cry out in pain, which sounded like an uncontrollable moan...
There were waves of strange fluctuations in her body, and her lower abdomen was tense. Feng Jier used the strength of her feet to push Ye Xilou as hard as she could, but he sat firmly, motionless, one hand used to restrain her hands, and the other hand held tightly
Hold her thighs...
Ye Xilou was almost intoxicated in front of her breasts. The more Feng Jier struggled, the more unbearable he would be.
The gushing desire in his body urgently needed to be released, and he didn't want to wait any longer.
"Woman, I want you now!"
"Go away..." When the words came to my lips, I realized that they had already turned into broken screams.
When Ye Xilou's scorching hot clone entered Feng Ji'er's body, the hatred in her eyes gradually flowed out...
Ye Xilou didn't know it at all, but was driven crazy by that tight and warm package!
As he struck again and again, waves of pleasure came to Feng Jier's lower abdomen. Desire and hatred coexisted in her eyes...
It was not until later that Feng Jier understood that the only thing that coexists with hatred is love. Without love, how could there be desire? Without love, how could her body have such throbbing...