At midnight, Sima Qingsha asked himself to go to the palace, but Luo Wei refused.
Eunuch Qian had to order someone to tie Luo Wei, but he didn't expect Luo Wei to fight so hard that several eunuchs couldn't restrain him. Seeing that this was not possible, Eunuch Qian ordered the little eunuch beside him to call for a few more guards.
Luo Wei was still struggling while being held by a few powerful guards.
"Your Highness," in front of the guards, Eunuch Qian had to hide it, and pretended to say to Luo Wei, "You have come here in Da Zhou, and His Majesty asked you to take a look, not to imprison you, so you can rest assured."
Rowe wanted to scold.
"My lord," Eunuch Qian walked up to Luo Wei and whispered, "There are so many people here, some things are spread out, isn't it bad for the lord?"
Luo Wei said: "Father-in-law, why don't you ask your majesty to put me in prison, what's the difference between this and your Beiyan prison?!"
"My lord," Eunuch Qian said that the guards should use less force, and he covered Luo Wei's mouth with a handkerchief and said, "Now most of the people in the palace are resting, and the lord is shouting like this. It's okay for the servants to disturb people's dreams, but the nobles can't be disturbed by the prince like this, the prince will forgive the servant's rudeness this time."
Luo Wei was forced into Sima Qingsha's bedroom.
After Eunuch Qian pushed Luo Wei into the hall, he led the people out. After standing outside the hall, Eunuch Qian sent away all those who did not need to be present.
Rowe stood close to the temple door.
Sima Qingsha came out of the inner hall, and seeing Luo Wei's mouth blocked and his hands tied behind his back, he shook his head and smacked his mouth, saying, "Yunqi, you are also a smart person, why are you asking for trouble when you come here? What to eat?"
Luo Wei slid to one side along the gate of the temple, trying to get as far away from Sima Qingsha as possible.
Sima Qingsha took a few steps forward, pressed Luo Wei against the door of the palace, and said, "Yun Qi, in fact, I still like the way you used to be."
Luo Wei couldn't remember what it looked like before, he just shook his head at Sima Qingsha.
Sima Qingsha carried Luo Wei on his shoulders.
Luo Wei wanted to struggle again, but Sima Qingsha freed a hand and pressed his legs, and he was really unable to move.
Entering the inner hall, bypassing the jade bone screen, a large dragon bed is placed there. Sima Qingsha placed Luo Wei lightly on the dragon bed, and reached out to remove the towel from Luo Wei's mouth.
"What do you want?" As soon as Luo Wei's mouth was free, he shouted to Sima Qingsha, "Isn't it enough to insult me last time?!"
Sima Qingsha said: "You are in my hands now, what do I want, I don't seem to need your consent from the third son of Luo?"
"You are also the king of a country!" Luo Wei said anxiously: "Three thousand beauties in the harem, why are you holding on to me like this?!"
"I don't understand either," Sima Qingsha looked at Luo Wei's face carefully, and said, "The three thousand in the harem seem to be no match for you alone."
Luo Wei blushed, "Are you crazy?!" He asked Sima Qingsha.
"Not crazy," Sima Qingsha removed Luo Wei's belt without much effort.
Luo Wei heard a woman's cry at the end of the couch. Luo Wei followed the voice and looked over, and it turned out to be a woman with long hair covering her face, kneeling and crying while wrapped in a quilt. Luo Wei suddenly began to struggle again, scolding Sima Qingsha: "You bastard! Let me go, you lunatic!"
"That woman can't say anything," Sima Qingsha said meaninglessly, "What are you afraid of?"
"This is the dormitory of your past Northern Yan kings," Luo Wei struggled, "Aren't you afraid to startle your ancestors?!"
Sima Qingsha pressed Luo Wei and said, "Yes, Luo Wei, my father and emperor died in this temple!"
"Is it my fault that your father died?" Luo Wei tightly grabbed his own clothes, preventing Sima Qingsha from tearing them down.
"It would be great if you died in that swamp in the southwest," Sima Qingsha would not take these two thin underwear in his eyes. Seeing Luo Wei's death, he would not let go. Next, tore the two underwear into pieces.
Luo Wei couldn't escape, and in shame, he had to close his eyes.
Sima Qingsha didn't act recklessly this time. If Luo Wei gets hurt again, he doesn't know how long he will have to wait for it to heal. Once again, he enjoys this warm and tight Sima Qingsha, and he doesn't want to wait any longer. field.
Sumerian had forgotten to cry, the sound of gasping, the sound of collision, and the sound of water splashing from the body fluid under the collision made her cover her ears. There were some things she couldn't figure out, just because she was lucky, or she was destined by God, but when she heard Luo Wei's words with a Shangdu accent, Su Meiren suddenly wanted to understand, The emperor didn't like her as a person, but liked her accent. No wonder, when he was with her, he always ordered her to speak in a local accent, so it turned out that Sumei's body was trembling, scared, angry, sad, and she felt that this period of her self-pampered life was ridiculous, even her own. I don't know if I should cry or laugh at the moment.
Sima Qingsha was enjoying himself, and looked at Luo Wei under him, only to see Luo Wei just closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, his face was suffering, obviously he was suffering. Sima Qingsha took another look at Luo Wei's place. It was soft there, and this person didn't enjoy it at all. "Yunqi," Sima Qingsha asked Luo Wei, "You hate me so much?"
Because of a boost from Sima Qingsha, Luo Wei groaned, looking like he was being tortured.
"Being with me makes you feel so uncomfortable?" Sima Qingsha asked stubbornly.
"You," Rowe gasped, "are you enough?"
Luo Wei's questioning that he wanted to end early made Sima Qingsha dark. The women in this palace have exhausted their minds to please him, just for the sake of honoring them, those officials of Beiyan, who is not flattering to him? This Luo Wei avoided him like a snake and scorpion, which made Sima Qingsha feel unhappy again. Thinking that when Luo Wei was using him wholeheartedly, even what he said was in line with his heart, and now it is obviously not in his heart.
"Let me go!" Luo Wei only felt the pain in his stomach and didn't want to suffer any more, he pushed Sima Qingsha out and said, "Aren't you enough?"
"Come here!" Sima Qingsha ordered Su Mei at the end of the bed to say humanely.
The Sumerian knelt down and didn't dare to move, and didn't dare to look up.
"If you want to spare you and want to be a concubine, come here," Sima Qingsha hugged Luo Wei sideways and said to Su Mei humanely.
The Sumerians fought a battle between heaven and man, but slowly climbed over.
Luo Wei had been confused by Sima Qingsha, but he didn't immediately think about what happened.
Sima Qingsha said to Su Mei who was in front of him and Luo Wei: "If you make him comfortable, I will reward you."
Su Meiren looked at Sima Qingsha with tears in her eyes. The gentleness of the past was gone. At this time, Sima Qingsha's face was only frantic.
"Sima Qingsha!" Luo Wei reacted at this time and shouted, "Are you a beast?!"
"Hurry up!" Sima Qingsha buried deep in Luo Wei's body and ordered Su Mei to be humane.
Su Meiren lowered her head, opened her mouth and poked under Luo Wei's body.
Luo Wei yelled, but he was unable to struggle, and he couldn't resist human instincts. In the end, Sima Qing Salah could only be thrown into a nightmarish madness.
At dawn, Luo Wei fell into a drowsiness after losing his strength.
Su Meiren knelt under the sleeping couch, the corners of her mouth still stained with white turbidity.
"You really know how to serve people," Sima Qingsha sat up and raised Su Meiren's chin after being satisfied.
Su Meiren wanted to please Sima Qingsha and smiled, but her face was numb and she couldn't smile.
Sima Qingsha looked at Su Meiren for a while, then suddenly moved his hand down and pinched Su Meiren's throat in his hand, "You can no longer live if you touch my things!" When it came, Sima Qingsha's face did not show a trace of movement.