The little palace maid Pearl behind her was shocked: It's over, and her lady was kidnapped again... But this kidnapper...is His Majesty. [26nbsp;]
Her cry for help was rotten in her stomach, and she watched the emperor roar and roar away after plundering.
The door of the small black room was pushed open and closed again.
All the wind and snow outside were wiped out. I didn't feel cold, because the ground was covered with thick fox fur. When Shui Lian fell down, she felt that she was about to lose oxygen and was suppressed by someone.
The suffocation feeling that I can never turn over again...
Let me go... Let go... Why do you treat me like this? I want to go to Ganlu Temple... I am now the Empress Dowager's substitute for Buddha worship...
A substitute, of course not a real person.
The upright emperor has now become a shameless scumbag. In the dark night, no one can see his madness clearly, so he is becoming more and more unscrupulous...
She wanted to speak, but it was too late.
Ye Mingzhu fell to the ground, shining with a trace of light, but he quickly stretched out his big hand and buried Ye Mingzhu under the fur.
There is a darkness that continues...
The dark night makes people feel different.
All the gentleness, humility, generosity, elegance, humility, and humble Junjun... are gone... He has become a ferocious beast, releasing the barbarity and arrogance that only dares to show in the darkness...
"Let go...Let me..."
Her voice barely came out of her throat, and it was already wrapped up by the burning tip of her tongue.
My whole body suddenly trembled.
Such a familiar feeling, such a long-lost force...it's like his strong arms that tightly clung to her body, like his strong heartbeat...
Her hands were pulled and fell on his waist involuntarily.
Going down, I suddenly shook.
A rough, a place where you can firm your hands... it is a scar that has not gone away over the years as time goes by... It has become an eternal mark, proving the courage of a man in war.
With a passion, they treat women like enemies.
At this time, Shui Lian was his enemy.
He had worked hard to suppress it for a long time: one day, two days, three days... no no, no, far more, one month, two months... Every day he lived under the edict with a hypocritical life, but unexpectedly,