Chapter 141

At the moment of landing, Mu Ziling couldn't help it. She raised her hand and wanted to untie the shackles that made her feel terrible, but she couldn't untie them.

At the moment, she is very heavy, pale, sweating, and suffering from abdominal pain. It seems that her body will be strangled in two.

Suddenly, with a crash, the belt broke somehow.

However, Mu Ziling's whole body was like a puppet out of line, squatting on the ground limply.

Long Xiaoyu's face was overcast and cold. He stared at muziling squatting at his feet for a moment.

Looking at the tiny figure curled up into a ball, long Xiaoyu involuntarily stretched out his hand to cherish her, and finally suddenly put it down and clenched it into a fist.

Mu Ziling's head was on her knees, her hands covering her stomach, like a lonely and helpless child, but she still kept silent. No one knew what she was thinking at the moment.

After a long time, Mu Ziling staggered to his feet, and without looking at long Xiaoyu, he resolutely went to Yuhan hall.

However, before she took a step, long Xiaoyu held out his hand and clasped her slender wrist. His big hand was not as warm and soft as before.

At the moment, his hands were as cold as frost, as hard as iron.

His breath was cold, tough and domineering, and his cold eyes were as dark as a lake, which contained strong anger and seemed to be on the verge of hair.

"Princess Qi is not going to say anything to the king, so she is ready to leave?" Long Xiaoyu's voice is like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, the cold color is pressing, bleak and frosty.

What are you talking about? What is she going to say? What can she say?

Are you going to admit your mistake to him? Shouldn't run out against his orders?

However, he is high above, merciless his royal highness, will he need others to admit their mistakes?

What's more, it's useful to disobey His Highness's orders and beg for confession?

Besides, she would go out and never wanted to admit her mistake.

Mu Ziling's beautiful eyes flashed a touch of shallow satire, fleeting.

Or tell him

Mu Ziling didn't struggle or resist. She looked up at long Xiaoyu with a smile: "thank you Thank you, your highness, for sending me back in person. "

Mu Ziling tried to control the fluctuating mood in his heart. His beautiful eyes were calm, clear and indifferent, without any dust.

Yes, thank him.

Thank him for not leaving her this time. Thank him for sending her back safely this time.

Otherwise, she would be trapped on the high roof of Kunning Palace at night and could not come back. Maybe she would not have to wait until dawn to be found and killed as an assassin.

The night is so quiet! The black is terrible!

The silent air around is solemn and oppressive, which makes people suffocate.

Unexpectedly, the words ignited the anger of long Xiaoyu. His cold eyes, sharp as ice blade, suddenly became sharp, cold, bloodthirsty, glittering and frightening.

Long Xiaoyu's cold and frightening eyes stared at muziling for a moment, and asked: "you, say, what, what?"

Just like the sharp eyes of the wind blade, the eyes of muziling are calm as water. It seems that they can penetrate that layer of calm diaphragm and direct to the depths of her eyes.

His cold hands were as hard as iron tongs, tightly and tightly strangled Mu Ziling's thin wrist, and the back of his white and moist hands suddenly became blue.

God knows how strong his hand is at the moment.

Mu Ziling only felt that her palm had no blood flow, and gradually became dark blue and purple, as if the whole hand was no longer hers.

What is he angry about? Shouldn't you thank him?

Not to thank him? What should she say?

Or Do you really want her to admit it?

Admit your mistake? Sorry, she can't!

Mu Ziling seems to feel no pain in general, stubborn look back at his eyes, Gujing wubo's eyes bent up a touch of shallow, light smile: "Your Highness, can you let go?"

Long Xiaoyu not only did not let go, saw his long arm suddenly pulled, Mu Ziling heavily into his arms.

Strong and vigorous hand to grasp her arm, another pair of bone clear fingers to pick up her thin chin, hard pinch.

In his anger, long Xiaoyu didn't find it. At the moment when he grasped Mu Ziling's arm tightly, Mu Ziling wrinkled slightly and pursed his lips, as if he was suffering something.

Long Xiaoyu looks at the small face without waves and waves, his eyes without waves, his lips tightly, and his chest constantly condenses uncontrollable anger. It seems that the next second will break out.

Mu Ziling, who was caught off guard, has not recovered.

When she comes back All over the body has been strong cold plum breath shrouded all over.

With the breath of her nose, the domineering breath entered her body and hit the soft bottom of her heart.

Mu Ziling endured the pain and tried his best to break away, but he still didn't move. His whole body seemed to be crushed by him and integrated with him.But the more she struggled to resist, the more angry long Xiaoyu would not let her go. Instead, the more tightly she was clamped down, the more he wanted to arouse his suppressed anger.

In a flash, long Xiaoyu bullied her and pressed her down. His big palm tightly clasped the back of her head and grabbed her soft lips.

Just like a snake like tongue, she pries open her teeth, wantonly and crazily biting.

Punishment, heavy punishment, severe punishment!

In an instant, he tasted the blood flowing out of her mouth slowly, with a shallow fishy smell, slightly salty with a touch of sweet, he indulged in biting.

Flexible tongue wantonly gnaws and ravages in her mouth, no half of tenderness, no half of enchanted tenderness, violent and ferocious, wild and violent.

Violent kisses and violent punishments are like huge waves. Waves are surging, wave after wave, seemingly endless and never-ending.

Cold and strong cold and hard breath, unmatched hegemony, irresistible awe inspiring momentum.

At this moment, Mu Ziling only felt pain, very painful!

Hot pain, she did not know where the pain, because it seems to have been numb pain, pain almost unconscious.

Her heart is extremely uncomfortable, more anger, anger can not be suppressed.

Why should long Xiaoyu punish her in this way? Why should he do whatever he likes to her again and again.

What is their relationship? marriage relationship?

Ho! Are they husband and wife? What kind of legal couple are they?

What kind of legal couple is the marriage given by the Empress Dowager? What kind of reasonable husband and wife is it that you don't receive your relatives or pay homage?

A person's marriage, where comes the husband and wife?

What couple? No shit!

Just because he is the most invincible of his royal highness, no one dares to disobey his orders.

And she boldly disobeyed his Highness's orders, so did she make him angry?

Always can't resist, Mu Ziling called the last trace of consciousness, fiercely, the anger in the heart like bite in her mouth wanton siege, hot and flexible tongue.

Long Xiaoyu snorted. In an instant, the smell of blood in each other's mouth was full and mixed.

All of a sudden, long Xiaoyu instinctively withdrew from her mouth, and her crazy reason was aroused, but the anger in her eyes was stronger, and she was ready to bully her again.

All of a sudden, long Xiaoyu's thick eyebrows slightly frowned, and he felt something was wrong.

He slowly released and tightly grasped the palm of Mu Ziling's slender arm.

His whole hand, his white sleeve robe, and even his body were covered with sticky red blood stains.

The prickly red blood on the palm is still warm.

Just shallow temperature, but let long Xiaoyu feel hot, that hot from the palm has spread to his heart, hot to his cold heart.

On the sleeve robe, there is the dazzling and enchanting red on the body. In the strange night, it is like the enchanting red poppy blooming, hot and treacherous.

Mu Ziling was wearing dark night clothes. She couldn't see any blood on her body, and she was numb and couldn't feel it at all.

"Where did you get hurt?" Long Xiaoyu quickly released Mu Ziling, the anger in his heart instantly disappeared most of the time, as if the eyes of the stars flashed a touch of heartache.

At this time, with keen vision, long Xiaoyu quickly scanned the whole body of xiamu Ziling, only to find that her naturally drooping arm, the fingertip is still dripping blood drop by drop, pattering pattering pattering on the ground.

Yes, Mu Ziling's arm was just grasped by long Xiaoyu. After a fierce struggle, the wound that was about to heal split again.

However, at the moment, she can't feel the pain any more. Even when she was just bullied by him, her anger disappeared.

Because, she just saw the longxiaoyu fundus that flash and the heartache.

Is that her illusion? Is he really in love with her? Mu Ziling at the moment in the heart of five flavors mixed Chen, can't say is what feeling.

Do you want to talk to him? What happened to her that day?

"I..." Mu Ziling is about to speak.

However -

"didn't I tell you that day that you were allowed to stay in the house and not go anywhere?" Long Xiaoyu's deep eyes are cold, and his tone is light but full of reproach.

Sure enough, she thought too much. It was really her illusion that he was angry with her except for being cold and indifferent.

How could he love her? His mood will only be affected by one person, just the gentle woman.

How can she bear to make his highness Qiwang feel distressed? Mu Ziling secretly stirred up a bitter smile of sarcasm in his heart, and his bloody palm slowly clenched into a fist.

He still scolds her aggressively because she disobeys his orders. He thinks that she was hurt because she didn't obey his orders. Does she deserve to be hurt?

Yes! Mu Ziling, you deserve it. Mingming has already kept his heart. Mingming said that he would not believe it any more.Mu Ziling, when did your original firm heart become so fragile and vulnerable?

Now just because of an illusion of vision, my heart almost ignited hope, almost to believe, it is too silly, too ridiculous.

Mu Ziling, do you really have a tendency to be abused? Really good scar forget pain, and now the scar is not good, and make things worse, you should wake up.

Long Xiaoyu stares at Mu Ziling, and sees her expression of crying rather than crying and smiling rather than smiling. His eyes like hawk's are dark and unclear, which is hard to understand.

Mu Ziling's lips were red, like a bud of Manzhu shahua. She looked at him with cold in her enchantment

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