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The assassination on New Year's Eve came unexpectedly.
The attackers seemed to have known the layout of the mansion and the arrangement of today's family banquet, so they calmly sneaked into the team without anyone noticing.
However, the guards in the palace were not vegetarians either. After reacting, they fought fiercely with the assassins, relying on their superiority in numbers, they drove the attackers back to a dead end within a stick of incense.
The last assassin bit the secret medicine in his mouth and died of poison.
Lin Lang hugged the man who was still in shock, and asked with a frown, "Can you find any effective clues? No one found out that such a group of assassins sneaked into the palace?"
The housekeeper quickly pleaded guilty.
"My lord, we found this thing on an assassin."
The female guard spread out her palm, and on it was a small and exquisite silver hook engraved with black runes, which did not look like jade or hidden weapons made in Chu State.
This clue points to outsiders.
Which outsider would have a grudge against the palace
Lin Lang was thinking, and heard the man's slightly restrained panting.
"Liancheng, how are you doing?"
He shook his head, "No problem, I just accidentally hurt my shoulder—"
"General, general?"
After more than a month of training, Lin Lang has become proficient at hugging people horizontally at any time. Xie Liancheng subconsciously wants to put his hands around her neck, but when he thinks about what happened between the two of them, he froze. , like a stone by her arms.
"It hurts?"
She put him on the bed in the bedroom and pulled his clothes off.
The blood on the shoulder immediately spread, it was a knife wound, the wound was not shallow.
Moreover, poison/medicine was applied to the blade.
In just a short while, his wound swelled up, and his blood also changed from dark red to light purple, forming a stark and frightening contrast with the snow-white skin beside him.
"You've been poisoned." Lin Lang frowned, "The poison must be sucked out as soon as possible, otherwise the poison will spread to the whole body after a long time." While speaking, she asked the people waiting outside to fetch hot water, He leaned over and leaned forward.
"General? This is you?"
He quickly leaned back and stopped her movement, "Let the doctor..."
"Do you think I will let them strip your clothes like me and kiss your skin with their mouths? If you dare to have such a dangerous thought, believe it or not, this general will kill you right now."
She had a straight face, and said very serious words, but Xie Liancheng heard the "overtones", and a bright blush burst out of her pale cheeks, which was extremely glamorous.
Seeing that no one dared to object anymore, she stretched out her fingers, and lightly brushed his loose black hair to the back of his neck. His cold fingertips passed by, and he couldn't help froze for a moment, only to hear her laugh softly, as the heat wave smothered his ears, "Here, you are still just as sensitive."
Misty water came out of his eyes, his whole body was trembling, and the hand propped on the side of the bed unconsciously tightened the quilt.
"Well… "
The woman put one arm around his waist, lowered her head, sucked the wound on his shoulder, and spit out the venom into the basin.
She was healing him, but he was thinking wildly.
Her lips were soft, and her tongue was moist and soft, but it was full of strong aggression, staining her body domineeringly with her breath.
It's not that Lin Lang didn't notice the abnormal body temperature of the people around her. The man's jade porcelain-like skin was slightly pink, which looked very delicious.
She took a wicked bite, and was satisfied to hear the man's moan under the emotion.
"What's wrong with you? What's your name? Is it hurting?" the culprit asked "worried".
Xie Liancheng lowered his head not daring to look at her, the tips of his ears were blushing.
His palms were sweaty.
When Lin Lang had almost sucked up the poisonous blood, Xie Liancheng's forbearance was almost reaching its limit.
She went out to rinse her mouth, took another medicine, pulled a piece of clean gauze, and bandaged him up.
Xie Liancheng looked at her serious profile, as calm and reliable as ever.
How could he be so stupid as to push her to someone else...
"Don't take a bath these days, just scrub it, don't let the wound get infected."
"As for the diet, I have already instructed the small kitchen, you should also pay attention to it, and don't eat something spicy and exciting."
"Well, there's also..."
She said a lot, but the other party didn't respond at all. She looked up and Xie Liancheng lowered his face.
"I... still hate the general."
"so what?"
In her hand she held a pair of slender scissors, which she had just used to twist the gauze.
"Are you still going to kill me?"
Lin Lang grabbed his hand, stuffed the scissors in, and pressed the sharpest point against her chest, the place closest to her heart, "My life is here, do you want to take it?"
The man opened his eyes wide, his fingers trembling slightly.
"General, general, why are you doing this..."
Why do you have to treat someone so mean to me...
"Because it's my sweetheart."
"Even if I was killed by my own hands, I still want to die by your side."
The unarmed Lin Lang approached him.
However, the opponent holding the sharp weapon retreated.
He was gradually forced back to the foot of the bed.
The scissors he was holding were only a millimeter away from her chest. With a light push, they pierced into the flesh, and death was a breeze.
But his hands were shaking.
In an extremely strange posture, Lin Lang lowered her head and bit the man's purple clothes with her mouth, and gently pulled it out, the neckline that was not tightly closed slipped away, revealing the slender and delicate collarbone.
Spring/color/attractive.
She sucked and kissed this inch of skin, using a little force, leaving blood-red bruises.
He felt the slightest tingling, hot, hot.
An ambiguous gasp rang in his ears.
"Don't do it?"
"I'm violating you."
"The person you most want to kill is wantonly humiliating/humilating you, and wants to defile you at all costs."
In that case, is it okay
Lin Lang opened the skirt of his shirt, and her movements became more presumptuous.
"Patter—"
During the entanglement, the silver scissors rolled to the ground.
Having lost this self-defense weapon, Xie Liancheng seemed a little panicked, and wanted to pick it up, but just as his fingertips touched it, the other hand grabbed his wrist. This strength is not too heavy, as long as he has the heart, it is enough to break free from the imprisonment.
However, he didn't.
Lin Lang grabbed his hand and put it to her mouth, opened her mouth to bite his little finger, her narrow and deep phoenix eyes stared at him, making no secret of her desire for him.
"If you don't like it, you can push me away." The cold and slightly hoarse female voice rang in the ears, and the cold fingers lifted the hair on the back, like a snake, licking the back of the neck with the wet tongue skin.
He could hardly breathe.
Father, what should Liancheng do
Even though he knew that she was playing tricks on him deliberately in order to avenge his cruelty, but he still couldn't refuse.
Even this body is not loyal to me, despite desperately suppressing it, she provoked the fire of passion/desire, the sensitive parts are more sensitive than before, just a little touch, all the strength is taken away, only An instinctively shy response remained.
He didn't want to lose control of himself like this.
Because all rationality will be defeated in front of her.
He thought he could bear it.
But that day, outside the gazebo, watching her gently wipe another person's face, the string called "Forbearance" in my mind broke.
It turns out that there are some things that he doesn't give up just because he wants to.
"Why are you crying again?" Lin Lang stopped moving, looking helplessly at the crybaby.
"Because, because the general is too gentle."
No matter how he tried to hide it, he really only wanted to kill her.
Even though he knew that he could break the bond between the two of them by alienating her, as long as he didn't get involved with her, he would be able to live in peace and worry like an outsider and support his father well until his old age. But as soon as this kind of thought popped up, he couldn't stand it.
I can't bear her alienation, I can't bear her eyes that may become indifferent, and I can't bear her loving with other people until they grow old.
That's why he wants to put people to death.
What he can't get, others can't get their hands on.
However, when he really wanted to be cruel, she...
so gentle.
After he did such a cruel and unforgivable thing to her, she was the first to rush to his side in the face of danger. She said that she violated him and humiliated him, but every kiss on her skin was sweet and soft.
The affection in her eyes wrapped around his heart like vines.
There is no escape.
"You say I'm gentle... Do you want this general to ravage/ravage you more violently?"
Panting, Lin Lang put one hand on his chin.
The man has been fascinated by her, his satin-like hair is messy and scattered on his bare/exposed shoulders, and his clothes have been faded to his waist by Lin Lang just now, revealing his narrow waist and his chest. Undulating, it becomes more and more attractive against the backdrop of the lights. It is white and red, like a peeled lychee, fresh and juicy.
Lin Lang leaned over and kissed him.
"Remember what my lips look like?"
"What, what?"
"Then kiss until you remember it firmly."
"Uh... woo..."
"Remember now?"
His face was as pink and delicate as a peach blossom, and his eyes were wandering, not daring to look at her.
"not yet."
"Then continue."
Lin Lang pressed him down and kissed him again.
The hands hanging on both sides flicked, as if hesitating and tangled, and in the end gently rested on the woman's waist.
Forget it, he won't run away.
Xie Liancheng slowly closed his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and greeted his king.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Lang woke up, and the people beside her were tightly pressed against her shoulders. There was a vermilion bruise on her slender neck, and there was still a red tide on her cheeks.
She got off the bed softly, covered the other person's body with a thin quilt, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, and then gently closed the door.
She stepped on her boots and walked through the winding corridors. The shadows of flowers in the courtyard swayed slightly in the cold wind. From time to time, she heard the sound of fireworks blooming and laughing outside.
"The prince is willing to come out of the gentle village?"
A cold voice came from the side, and a tall and thin figure stepped out from under the banana leaf. He was wearing a long silver-gray satin robe, with untied black hair hanging lazily behind him. He looked very pleasing to the eye, but his face was covered with a layer of haze, and those beautiful glass-like eyeballs revealed a strong sense of irony.
"Are you jealous?"
Lin Lang raised her eyebrows and wanted to grab his hand, but the other party threw it away swiftly.
Tsk, tsundere little princess.
"My lord misunderstood, Bo Ye is just a little noble, and he dare not be petty." He took two steps back, creating a subtle distance. Yan Boye turned his face sideways, the moonlight fell on his brows, looking elegant and indifferent.
Among the three nobles, Lin Lang was the first to capture the cold and unkind Yan Boye. This person was very vigilant, and he exposed her the second time they met. By". Yan Boye is also a hidden master, good at using swords, but Lin Lang's skills are obviously superior, and he directly puts people on the ground.
He is an arrogant person, how could he be willing to be defeated by her? As a result, every time Lin Lang woke up in his room, he had to fight with him, and the crackling noise made the people outside blush with shame.
Once, Lin Lang was sleeping soundly, but was woken up by this man arbitrarily, and said something about a showdown. Lin Lang, who had the aura of getting up, was really impatient, so Huo Da tied him up and beat him up on the bed.
So she successfully pried loose the wall of the heroine.
However, this person is rather arrogant, and he is not keen on showing affection to her in front of others. Instead, he has become the most insignificant among men. However, every time Lin Lang turned back from someone else's room, she would always be "attacked" by this guy on the way.
And usually sneered, then hugged his shoulders and launched the poisonous tongue skill.
"You're talking nonsense again, even if you're being petty, it makes me very happy." Lin Lang stroked her long hair on her chest, opened her arms, and her voice was slightly low and bewitching.
"Come here," she said, "I haven't hugged you for a long time, don't you miss me?"
"Heh, now that the prince and the husband are back together, it must be like honey mixed with oil. It's extremely nourishing. I'm afraid there will be no room for a third person." He sneered again, his expression like a ghost.
Lin Lang didn't intend to explain to this duplicity man, she took a step forward with her long legs, put her arms around his neck, as if she wanted to kiss him.
Yan Boye immediately turned his head away.
He won't be led by the nose by her.
"Hey, let me kiss you."
"reject."
"Then you can give me a kiss."
"Shameless."
"But you seem to like me shamelessly."
"..."
Why is this person so narcissistic
Yan Boye turned around and wanted to scold her angrily, but in the middle of Linlang's arms, she bit his lips, and after only one round, he was paralyzed on her body and could not move.
The ice and snow melted.
He lay in her arms looking at the stars.
"The Seventh Prince will leave the palace tomorrow." Yan Boye said lightly, with a murderous look in his eyes.
Lin Lang raised her eyebrows, "What do you care about him so much? Are you in love with him?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
He gave her a "you are disgusting" look, "He arranged this assassination tonight to kill you, I will not let that guy go."
The corners of Linlang's mouth raised slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.
"The mastermind is not the Seventh Prince."