"What do you mean?" Dongfang Jing looked at her in surprise.
Zongzheng Fusu's aura gradually became chaotic, "This king has already thought about it early in the morning. If you don't enter the palace tonight, then this king will return to Prince Gong's mansion immediately after solving Rong Xinruo, and force you!"
As he spoke, his big palms became more dishonest. The woman he had been thinking about for so long was finally able to hold her tightly in his arms!
The black tights were torn into pieces, and Dongfang Jing's head went blank. It took her a while to realize, "Zongzheng Fusu! This is the imperial palace! It's the Jinxiu Palace!"
"So what?" Zongzheng Fusu raised his eyebrows and asked back.
"Let outsiders see..." Dongfang Jing blushed, she was so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.
"It's all your fault. If you didn't come here until now, Rong Xin would have solved it long ago, and the medicinal properties of Meixiang would not have occurred here!" Dongfang Jing picked her up and walked straight to the side of the couch, "I don't care! Since you provoked me, you have to be responsible to the end!"
Dongfang Jing twitched the corner of her mouth helplessly. Yes, yes, this blame... She can't do it if she doesn't recite it!
Zongzheng Fusu put her down on the couch, probably because of too much force, the bamboo hat on top of her head was shaken off, revealing her short hair that exploded in a pot.
Zongzheng Fusu suddenly stopped moving his hands, his brows were furrowed, and he looked at her with burning eyes, his complexion slightly gloomy.
She just went out for a trip, and she lost all her long hair? !
Dongfang Jing felt the burning gaze, and suddenly realized something, quickly pulled off the bamboo hat beside her, and covered her head tightly. Yes! In order to save Luqiao, she was so impatient that she ruined her hair. The wounds on her body have not healed yet, and there are hideous scars everywhere. With this afro, she must be extremely ugly!
She had imagined countless times, the scene of Wuyou holding her in her arms and pampering her, but she just never thought that... she would become like this!
He didn't move, did he dislike her ugly appearance now? So ugly that even if he fell victim to Meixiang, he wouldn't be in the mood to strike
The joy in Dongfang Jing's heart was swept away, replaced by a deep-seated sadness, so sad that she couldn't breathe! What he likes is Wan Yun's appearance, so what does it have to do with her
"My lord, it's late at night, let's go back home." She suppressed all the smiles on her face, forced herself to look at Zongzheng Fusu calmly, then stood up solemnly, trying to climb off the bed.
Zongzheng Fusu held her shoulder with one hand, and with a little force, he completely controlled her slender body, pushed her back on the couch fiercely, and said coldly, "Do you think this king likes you?" Yes, it's just your skin?!"
Dongfang Jing's complexion suddenly became tense when she was told her thoughts. She closed her eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of her eyes.
Zongzheng Fusu held her ear with one hand, and rubbed her short hairy hair with the other hand, bent down, carefully wiped away the tears on her cheeks drop by drop, and kissed her face Every inch of skin on her body, and then along her neck, all the way down, kissing all the scars on her body!
When Dongfang Jing was completely immersed in it, when her body was hot, when her cheeks were flushed, and when she couldn't control herself, he suddenly raised his head, and with the most gentle voice in the world, he bit her ear and said, "This king likes you!" It's everything that belongs to you."