There was no entertainment in ancient times. Ye Chuijin lay in bed as a corpse after dinner.

While she was happily watching TV, there was a hustle and bustle at the door, and the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Oh, what are you doing..." Mother Qing shouted anxiously.

Ye Chuijin sat up on the bed and was stunned. Before he could react, the little servant who opened the door and entered came to her.

The young man bowed and said, "Miss Lu, the prince would like to please."

After saying this, Xiao Si winked at the people behind him, and the waiters who had been waiting for her immediately lifted her from the bed, and just carried her out of the Cuiyu Tower.

Qing's mother followed two steps anxiously behind her. The young man blocked her and said with a smile: "This is the prince's personal business. Do you have the courage?"

"This..." Mother Qing finally stopped.

Xiao Si looked at her expression and smiled disdainfully: "Lady Lu of your family, you may decide what identity you are in the future, so don't be confused."

After that, he turned and left.

Ye Chuijin, who was taken away, was stuffed into a carriage after reaching the entrance of Cuiyu Tower.

The coachman drove his horse, and the carriage quickly went to the Prince's Mansion.

When he arrived at the Prince's Mansion, Ye Chuijin was taken out of the carriage again.

Several of them pressed her all the way to the door of Feng Hongyin's room like a prisoner, and at the door, there was a woman wearing silk satin standing.

The woman is graceful and looks pretty, but when she looks at her at this time, her eyes are like poisonous snakes, with resentment and hatred.

"This is the famous Lu Yunmei in Beijing?" Ming Rou raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hand to pinch her chin, looked around, and then sneered, "That's all."

The maid next to her also sneered: "If she grows like this, if it is placed in our Ming Mansion, I am afraid that she will not even be qualified to serve the young lady."

Mingrou let go of her hand contemptuously, and looked down at her fingers.

"Okay, the prince is still waiting, send it in."

The attendant on the side immediately opened the door and threw her in.

Ye Chuijin fell to the ground, before he could even realize what was going on, a pair of boots appeared in front of him.

She slowly raised her head.

Against the light, Feng Hongyin looked down at her.

He seemed to have woken up from alcohol, but in fact his face was flushed and his breathing was unstable, especially his eyes, which were faintly red like beasts. When he stared at her, he seemed to be looking at the prey that was about to reach his mouth.

Ye Chuijin trembled all over being stared at, and immediately stood up from the ground in a panic, and saluted him: "Master..."

It's just that her body wasn't blessed yet, and Feng Hongyin dragged her into his arms.

He is breathing fast, and his body temperature is a bit scorching.

is her.

The drugs and alcohol made him a little unconscious, and he couldn't even accurately judge her appearance, it was faint, he just knew that the person standing in front of him was her.

The person in his arms was held in his arms, struggling uncomfortably: "Master, what are you doing?"

"Pretend what?" Feng Hongyin licked his lips, his unconscious brain only knew to act according to his own nature.

He seemed to be standing in the crater about to burst out, and the person in his arms was cold and cold, like a lake with first snow, which could relieve his scorching heat.

Feng Hongyin panted roughly, wanting more.

He pushed her against the wall and pressed her tightly.

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