Sitting in the wedding room that was supposed to be hers and his, the maids carefully waited on the princess. She was able to escape death and was now taken back to the palace by the prince. She should be different to the prince.
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Soaking in the hot water, Yitong gradually relaxed her body. Her body was still a little tired after losing too much blood, and she was easily tired and sleepy. She sat back with her head on the edge and her hands on the edge of the barrel. She was thinking in her mind,
But how to deal with it.
Unknowingly, she fell asleep in a daze.
Mu Yanqin's eyes were tightly locked on the defenseless sleeping person in front of him, without any pretense when facing him before. Looking at her pale face, she was as helpless as a child, weakly seeking.
Mother's protection. Who would have thought that she would actually kill her own sister with her own hands.
However, Pingting's shadow could always be found on such a face! He hated this face, but he couldn't destroy it with his own hands.
Suddenly, his eyes noticed the injury on her right wrist.
It looked like a fresh injury, and there were bite marks on the wound.
His eyebrows furrowed, and he reached out to grab her wrist to take a closer look. Yitong was instantly awakened by his actions. She retracted her hand vigilantly, folded it around her chest, and looked at the figure that appeared on her at some point.
The person in front of him stared at him warily, "Your Majesty, I am taking a shower, could you please get out first?"
Seeing an obedient kitten suddenly stretching out its sharp claws, Mu Yanqin smiled coldly, "Chu You, you still can't figure out your identity? Then, I will remind you!"
Then, two iron-like hands grabbed her body, lifted her out of the water, turned around, and threw her onto the couch.
"Well..." Yi Tong frowned in pain, raised her head, and her face suddenly turned pale as a sheet.
Mu Yanqin casually took off his robe and middle coat, revealing a strong bronze chest. There was no trace of fat on his muscular body, and the proportions were so perfect that it was amazing. His eyes were looking at her coldly and mockingly, as if he wanted to be with her.
looking for something on his face.
What to do? What to do?
Yitong grasped the quilt tightly with both hands and wrapped it tightly around herself. In front of this man who can control her life and death with just a move of his little finger, what should she use to fight?
Seeing her look like a chaste and fierce woman, Mu Yanqin strode forward in disgust, pulled the quilt over, and immediately pressed on top of her with his long body.
"No -" Yitong panicked, she held her hands against him and struggled desperately.
"No?" Mu Yanqin raised his thick eyebrows disdainfully, his lustless eyes swept over her naked body, and his smile was almost cruel, "I will give you everything you want. Isn't this what you have always expected?