She is a person who doesn't show her emotions. Only when she is in love...she will change to the point where she doesn't even recognize herself.
…
Ye Xilou attacked more and more savagely every time. Feng Jier's slender body trembled higher and higher on his legs...
Ye Xilou has fallen into madness... He not only placed Feng Ji'er in a sitting position on top of him and plundered her, he also changed his position, pressing her under him, against the palace wall, and even pressed her tightly from behind.
Holding her... entering again and again, twitching again and again
He had already forgotten what he was doing. He only knew that he couldn't control it and wanted to merge with the body in his arms.
Only in this way can the pain in his heart be alleviated and the fire in his heart extinguished...
Moreover, he felt a life-threatening joy. Not only did he see the beautiful face he admired in front of him, but he also saw that there seemed to be the existence of the treasure mausoleum in the golden light. Is all this too much?
Beautiful
Ye Xilou was both drunk and crazy, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy...
All the strength in Feng Ji'er's body was taken away by him, and the hatred deep in her heart deepened with every movement of him!
But the body was no longer hers. She only felt that her limbs were broken and seemed to be falling apart...
The man who was madly grinding against her was like a crazed beast... Can she kill him? Can she?
Hatred and desire intertwined, Feng Ji'er's thinking became blurry, as if there was another voice shouting in her heart, you can kill him, as long as you are willing...
As long as she is willing... Such a simple statement... How can she do it?
Her hands have been raised, but her heart can't do it
After closing her eyes, Feng Jier finally lowered her left hand, and then took out the Swiss Army Knife from her sock with her right hand...
I don’t know how long he has been asking for, I don’t know if the sky will light up in a while, and I don’t know what it means when she is so naked with him...
Feng Ji'er regained her consciousness and her vision became clear. Ye Xilou kept asking for it all night long, tirelessly...
When his drunkenness subsided a little, he picked him up and was about to take her back along the small bamboo forest, when Feng Jier's knife was coldly pressed against his waist, as cold as her heart!
"Didn't I satisfy you just now? If you really want to stab me to feel better, you might as well go faster, otherwise, when I get angry, I won't..." Before Ye Xilou finished speaking, Feng Ji'er
The knife had already penetrated his waist and abdomen!
"Do you think I will be soft-hearted? Or that I can't do anything to you because I have feelings for you?" Feng Jier asked back.
She was still held by him, but she stabbed him with a knife, but he didn't seem to care, and kept moving forward with an indifferent expression.
"Your sword is too short. You can change it to a long sword next time. Just like when I first saw you, run towards me. I won't dodge..." I will catch you and hold you in my arms.
, just like now...
Ye Xilou smiled, and he was in harmony with her all night. For some reason, all the anger in his heart disappeared and he woke up from the wine. At this time, he just wanted to cherish this body that fascinated him in his arms - an incredible feeling.
But it really happened to him
"Ye Xilou, I hate you"
"It doesn't matter, it only proves that you have me in your heart. Otherwise, don't bother hating me. In the end, you will find that it is just in vain. You must remember that you only have one heart and cannot do too many things. If it is full
If you can’t let go of your hatred for me, I will feel guilty.”
There is no shameless person than Ye Xilou!
The only person who doesn't know whether to live or die is Ye Xilou!
Unknowingly, Ye Xilou followed the bamboo forest path and walked to Qingya Pavilion. When he saw the three big characters "Qingya Pavilion" at the entrance of the palace, he couldn't help but sneered. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really treated her, General Mu Da, differently from other people.
, he actually used his own place as a residence for her.
Ye Xilou jumped in through the window with Feng Ji'er in his arms, avoiding the guards and maids guarding outside Qingya Pavilion.
"Pull out the knife, otherwise I won't be able to put you down."
Feng Jier actually listened to his words and took out the knife
Seeing the blood stains gradually appearing on his clothes, Feng Jier turned her head. The blood would not attract her any sympathy, but would only remind her of his madness last night...
Ye Xilou gently laid her on the bed and looked at her naked chest, which was covered in red and purple bruises. He seemed to feel a little pity, but more importantly, he felt satisfied.
Turning a blind eye to the bleeding wound on his waist and abdomen, he didn't care
"It will be dawn in half an hour. Let's get ready. We are going to meet again in the military camp." He pulled the quilt on the bed and covered her up, but Feng Jier turned her back and stopped looking at him.
The hand holding the knife couldn't stop shaking!
Was it because she hated not being able to kill him just now, or something else... Her heart was really confused and tired...
Feng Ji'er's exposed back had soft and thin lines, and her skin was as creamy as snow. When Ye Xilou saw the shocking blood-red scratches on it, he wanted to reach out and touch it, but a picture suddenly flashed in his mind,
It seemed that just a moment ago, he saw the roof of the Qiong Tower... the layout of the Treasure Tomb... from this snow-white back.
Such thoughts frightened him, and Ye Xilou finally retracted his hand, put down the gauze beside the bed for her, turned his eyes slightly, and left with an unclear expression.
After he left, Feng Ji'er murmured to herself on the bed: "Murong Changsi, are you willing? Feng Ji'er, are you still unwilling?"
One wish is that she is willing to have sex with him, the other is that she is unwilling to stretch out her left hand and just took out the knife...
Suddenly I remembered that sentence. Sometimes, on the surface, I am calm, but in fact, my heart is already turbulent. I am so sad that I can't even cry even if I want to...
But what she doesn't understand more and more is, what exactly is she sad about?
Not long after, it was daybreak, and Mrs. She personally brought four maids to help Feng Jier change her clothes.
"General Mu, this is the general's outfit ordered by His Highness the Crown Prince. It is specially made for General Mu..."
Feng Ji'er only said in a low voice: "Madam, I want to dress myself, can you wait outside the door?"
...A quarter of an hour later, Feng Jier appeared neatly dressed. Madam She took one look at it and was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. Then she smiled and said: "To be honest, this is the first time I have seen such a beautiful female general! This is the first time I have seen such a beautiful female general!
Wearing a general's uniform, it looks really good on a girl. This hair, let the old slave tie it up for you."
Feng Ji'er did not refuse. She sat quietly on the bench and looked at the person in the mirror. Her face was frighteningly pale and her eyes were tired. She was wearing a general's uniform with an upright collar, which just covered up the spots on her neck.
, but what about the scars in your heart?
…
The next day, the prince set out with his army. Feng Jier and Xuan Luo sat side by side on the horse, while Ye Xilou and Xuan You followed behind the team.
The troops and horses were huge. Because Xuan Luo and Xuan You went to the military camp together, hundreds of people from the imperial army followed them.
An hour later, we arrived at the soldiers’ concentration camp
I only saw the vast grasslands where camps of the Northern Army could be seen everywhere. The arrows used for training were only bows and crossbows, broadswords and long halberds.
The soldiers have already lined up, a bit like a modern military parade
Feng Ji'er was wearing a general's uniform. As soon as she appeared, the hundred-man army she led started to boil.
"General is mighty! General is mighty!" The cheers got louder and louder. Their morale was very high, but Feng Ji'er was not interested and couldn't raise her spirits no matter what. I wonder if she, a newly appointed general, would have such a mentality and appearance.
Is it the misfortune of the Northern Kingdom?
"It's so noisy that my ears hurt. I'm used to being quiet in Night City, but I really can't adapt to this battlefield!" Ye Xilou said quietly behind Feng Ji'er, riding on his horse.
The tone of the words, whether they are true or false, makes people unpredictable for a moment.
"Lord Yecheng, I was having a good time with my royal brother last night. Could it be that I'm hungover and haven't woken up yet?" Xuan Luo said.
Ye Xilou rode to the front of the team, dismounted directly, and when his feet landed on the ground, he did not forget to stretch his arms and legs, and put his hands on his waist and abdomen, facing everyone, and said loudly: "I'll wake up after drinking."
Well, I just met a woman last night and spent the whole night..."
As soon as Ye Xilou said these words, both Xuan Luo and Xuan You's expressions changed drastically.
Ye Xilou smiled calmly and said: "Your Highness, please don't misunderstand. The women in this palace are now the emperor's people. How can I dare to touch the bodies of these maids? That woman is not from the palace. Last night we
It's on the palace wall..."
Bang! A crisp sound of whips sounded, and Feng Jier was seen sitting on the horse. She slapped the horse's butt with a whip, interrupting his words, and passed directly over the crowd to the formation of the hundred-man army.
"Oh? Which woman is Ye City Lord interested in? How about I ask my father to give her to you?" Xuan Luo seemed to be curious, but in fact his eyes followed Feng Ji'er.
"The night was hazy and I couldn't see clearly what it looked like. If I knew who it was, I would take her away without the prince having to tell her." Ye Xilou snorted coldly and walked to the front of the Northern Army formation.
Seeing Feng Ji'er mingling with the soldiers, the young and energetic soldiers all had smiling faces. When they saw Feng Ji'er, some shyly lowered their heads and did not dare to face her directly, while others crowded in the front of the crowd and wanted to
There were a few people who were closer to her who didn't know how to live or die, and they dared to hook up on Feng Ji'er's shoulders...
Ye Xilou watched, his eyes narrowed more and more deeply.
Murong Changsi, you are so popular, how should I treat you?
No matter what, I feel very unhappy when I see you in this military uniform!
I'm even more annoyed when I see your hair tied up high!
And that bright smile on your face is really annoying... It seems like you have never smiled like this in front of me!
Tell me, what should I do to you? If you make me unhappy, don’t blame me for not informing you in advance of what is going to happen next...
Ye Xilou stood ten meters away from Feng Ji'er. If Feng Ji'er turned around, she would definitely be able to see his face that had already planned everything, strategized, and had no scruples!