? She is like this medicine, a little bitter, but especially wants people to abuse her.

After Zhan Mijiang kissed him, the people beneath him pushed him away with unknowing strength.

Her angry face was flushed with water in her eyes, but she refused to shed tears.

This is the person who told her to like her forever.

But it turns out that all his so-called likes are deceptive.

The little fairy, who has never said anything mean, smiled mockingly: "Is the prince having fun outside?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhan Mijiang was stunned.

What he wanted to explain was that he was just accompanying others, but he didn't actually do anything.

Seeing her mocking appearance, Zhan Mijiang's heart burst into flames inexplicably.

He approached a little bit, the person on the bed was suffocating his neck, his brows and eyes were deserted and arrogant, just looking at him without evasiveness.

When Zhan Mijiang was almost face-to-face with her, he replied: "That's natural. The women outside can go there as they please. It's not the same as Princess Xun."

As he said, he suddenly stretched out his hand, tied her hands with a belt indiscriminately, and tied them to the head of the bed.

In the fight between the two just now, she was already in messy clothes, her slender legs appeared from the fabric like jade, and white gauze was still wrapped around her right ankle.

Zhan Mijiang easily separated her knees with his hands, and slowly slid up her skin.

For Zhan Mijiang, her struggle was like a mayfly shaking a tree.

Zhan Mijiang smiled, but his eyes didn't show the slightest smile.

He bit her collarbone, and not surprisingly felt the shaking of the people under him.

"No matter how beautiful the woman outside is, it's not as clean as you are." He said, finally putting his hands in the terrible place.

The body in the palm withdrew back.

She bit her lip fiercely, but couldn't invade him.

Finally, an uncontrollable moan came out from the mouth, and Zhan Mijiang's voice was inexplicably malicious.

"Madam is more feminine than those famous prostitutes, how can you give up on your husband?"

Such a dirty love word came out of his mouth, and tears finally crossed her eyes.

But the drunk Zhan Mijiang couldn't see clearly.

He pressed her under him.

A room of spring, full of melancholy.

When she woke up again, there was no one by her side.

The light of the setting sun shone in from outside the window, and the person on the bed stretched out his hand to block the sun, as if blocking the tears he was about to shed.

Ye Chuijin sighed contentedly: [Ah, this light! What light is this! 】

The system ignores her.

Ye Chuijin didn't lose her interest at all, she began to swell and frustrate like a poem: [Is this the ordinary sunset light? Do not! this is not! This is the light of a happy life shining into the dark world! This is the light to the future! 】

The system couldn't help it: [Have you been very happy before? Why is it a dark world? 】

Ye Chuijin's face was full of contempt: [That's me making fun in suffering. 】

system:【………………】

What Ye Chuijin didn't expect was that such a happy life hadn't happened again for a long time since that time.

Because of this incident, her foot was crippled again.

When Zhan Mijiang heard the news, he frowned and said nothing.

At this time, he finally learned about the death of his beloved.

When Concubine Hui died, it was said that she had passed away from illness. It was no secret that this matter, he inquired about it after a little inquiries.

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