"Help me...Second prince, there is a thief bullying me, you...will you take me away...I am willing to be with you..."
Ling Xueman's dreamlike words sounded, and fell into Mo Qihan's ears without pulling a word. Her eyes that had become softer suddenly tightened, her body stiffened, and her heart seemed to be blocked by something. Shortness of breath, chest tightness, forgot to breathe.
The faint eyes flashed, the Jinbei had been lifted, and the big hand grabbed Ling Xueman’s collar, and with a little force, it tore into pieces, one leaned over and grabbed Ling Xueman’s lips, biting heavily. , Venting his anger and deep possessiveness without mercy.
Ling Xueman was awakened again, and he was stunned for a moment before he realized what had happened! A deep panic suddenly rushed into her heart, "Um..." Ling Xueman struggled and avoided, but under the strong control of this man, her resistance undoubtedly stimulated him even more, causing his whole body to be crushed. Coming up, he raised his head slightly, and said viciously: "Ling Xueman, you never took my warning to heart, did you?"
Ling Xueman panted with big mouths, calmed his breath, blushed, and gritted his teeth angrily: "Didn't you slap me? Isn't this punishment enough? No, plus the previous one, Are two slaps less?"
"Of course, the current you make me want to kill you! Ling Xueman, I will remind you one last time, my woman, I will never allow half ambiguity with other men! If you want to live, give me a good deal If you don’t want to live anymore, I have the means to make you better than death!” Mo Qihan gritted his teeth, his fierce eyes shot on the face of the woman below him, almost wanting to swallow her alive!
"I'm not your woman!" Ling Xueman panted and yelled back.
Mo Qihan's bloodshot eyes narrowed, "Dare you say it again!"
Fortunately, this water garden is under Mo Qihan's control, so at this moment, Ling Xueman's volume is high, and Mo Qihan also raised his voice!
"No, no, no! I am not a woman! I am my own, you can take my body, but you can't take my heart!"
"No!"
Two powerful words were squeezed out of his teeth, Mo Qi's cold face was almost distorted, and he lowered his head and covered Ling Xueman's lips, biting fiercely until the pungent blood rushed into his brain, between his lips and teeth. Entangled with thick bloodshot eyes, then he stopped biting, staring at the person who resisted so weakly, and said word by word: "Ling Xueman, don't think I'm joking with you, since I wanted you I warned you that night of the virgin body, it was you who were looking for your own death!"
Ling Xueman's red lips were bitten, and her face was already pale with pain. Her lips were trembling, and she felt a bone-to-heart coldness. For Mo Qihan's words, she seemed to have heard it, but it seemed that she didn't hear it. Tears were in her eyes. After spinning around, blinking a few blinks, finally fell down without holding back, and murmured: "You are right, I am looking for death, I want to live too much, and I want to cherish God's chance to give me a chance to be born again. , So I let myself fall deeper and deeper in your clutches, it's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
At this moment, Mo Qihan, who was messy in his mind, did not delve into the meaning of the word "rebirth" in Ling Xueman's words. He only felt a throb in her heart at her almost desperate expression and broken words.
The index finger could not help but stroked Ling Xueman's cracked lower lip, his tone gradually eased and turned into a low mutter, "Xueman, don't make me angry anymore? I really don't want to treat you like this, take my heart back, don't pray Yan just said a few words for you in front of the emperor, so did you feel tempted by him? You know, it is not the emperor or the queen who will leave you unburial, let alone Mo Qiyan, but your husband. Mo Qihan!"
The words stopped, Mo Qihan took a few deep breaths, and slowly said: "Forget about you almost buried in a sea of flames? I saved you. Do you have no sense of gratitude for me? I know you. Hate me for ruining your innocence, but now I can’t let you know that you become my woman. This is an arrangement of heaven. Not only your body but also your heart must be mine! Xueman, don’t force me anymore I don't bother to beat women when I do it to you, but you irritate me again and again. You have made an exception for me. It's best not to challenge my limit again!"
Ling Xueman sneered, her delicate eyes filled with tears, "Are you forcing me to love you? But do you know that love is the most reluctant. Have you never loved a woman?"
Mo Qihan’s face gradually became pale, hidden in the darkness, so Ling Xueman couldn’t see, and he couldn’t see his expression clearly, and he, because of her words, was in a different mood, caressing him. The index finger on Ling Xueman's lips stopped unexpectedly, and the memory was like a net, quickly covering his heart inside, making him inevitable.
Deep eyes closed quietly, silently chewing a name in his heart: Wutong... Wutong... Fengxi Wutong...
Time passed quietly, opened his eyes again, staring at Ling Xueman's tearful eyes, for a long time, his thin lips proclaimed: "Don't cry, I hate women crying, it's ugly!"
"I am ugly or not, what does it matter to you?" Ling Xueman blurted back, raised her hand and wiped her tears. Hearing that the man on her body seemed to be overcast, she returned to her nature and gave Mo Qihan a push. Not afraid of death, roared: "I'm dead, do you want to crush me? Don't you dare to bully me again, beware that I castrate you!"
Hearing that, Mo Qihan's handsome face turned pale, his teeth clenched and he screamed, "Ling Xueman, do you dare to castrate me? Still dare to ask the eunuch? Do you want to live, do you? Believe it or not, I will let it go? Do you have children until you are old? Torture you to death?"
As soon as he mentioned the child, Ling Xueman's expression changed in shock, and hurriedly grabbed Mo Qihan by the collar and said fiercely, "You are not allowed to touch me again! What if I become pregnant?"
"I won't let you get pregnant." Mo Qihan smiled confidently, and then teased: "Girl, you only remember this now, don't you think it's too late? If it wasn't for this son's skill, Maybe you were pregnant the first two times!"
"You, you damn thief! It was you who killed me. If I became pregnant, I must be killed secretly, and God made you, a wicked thief, not able to keep a seed!"
Ling Xueman gritted his teeth and said, thinking of his bitten lip, his heart of revenge aroused, and suddenly covered Mo Qihan's lips, and then while he was confused, he slammed into his mouth without letting go!
Mo Qihan's eyes tightened and his handsome face turned black, but he did not pull Ling Xueman away cleverly. Instead, he quietly stretched his fingers to Ling Xueman's armpits and scratched it fiercely. Ling Xueman was afraid of itching, and suddenly let go, calling Said: "Don't don't!"
"Dare to bite me?" Mo Qihan stared.
"Don't dare, don't dare." Ling Xueman licked her face with lingering fear, but in the end, she mumbled unwillingly: "Why can you only bite me and not allow me to go back?"
"I said I won't let you pay it back? You can't breathe, bit my arm, you bit my lip, and tell me how to face the people tomorrow? Where should I put my face?" Mo Qi coldly touched his sore lips, and said, "Dead girl, I really bitten it!"
"Huh? Your subordinates? Do you still have subordinates? You are a gangster?" Ling Xueman's eyes widened in surprise, and then became frustrated. "You want a face, I don't want it? I slept for a while. My lips are broken, and the maid asked me what I said tomorrow morning? Is it because Zhou Gong came to tease me in the middle of the night?"
Mo Qihan rolled his eyes, "If this young man doesn't even have a subordinate, what would he do? When the maid asked tomorrow morning, you said that you would have a nightmare and be afraid of biting it."
"Your reason is really far-fetched!" Ling Xueman blushed.
"Haha, it's useful, you just perfunctory, no one will continue to ask." Mo Qihan's handsome smile filled his eyes, a trace of evil spirit entered his eyes, and Ling Xueman's soft ears were attached, his breath was lightly vomited, "Girl Don’t worry, I won’t let your pregnancy cause trouble, because it’s not the time yet. When the time comes, you have to conceive offspring for me whether you like it or not! Our son will be a dragon and a phoenix in the human race!"
"You, what are you talking about! I am the Fourth Princess, how could I give birth to you? I think you are really crazy! And completely crazy!" Ling Xueman glared at Mo Qihan's profile with almost idiot eyes , Began to remind herself that it was time to plan for her future, and if this continued, she would be played to death by this lunatic sooner or later!
"Haha!" Mo Qihan shrugged indifferently, his lips pursed with a smile.
Ling Xueman never knew that since the first day she moved in, the lower residence of Shushuiyuan was arranged outside the garden by the housekeeper, leaving only Chuntang and Qiuyue, and as long as Mo Qihan came, this seemingly peaceful Shushuiyuan , But there are countless black guards, no one can approach the Shushui Garden for half a step!
After seven, seven and forty-nine days of mourning, it was the day when Ling Xueman returned.
But the night before, there was a pouring rain, and the Four Palaces was shrouded in a mist of rain and fog. The black sky was intertwined with a few lightnings, and the sight was all blurry.
Ling Xueman stood in front of the window, her eyebrows twisted into Sichuan.
"Will it be next night after such a heavy rain? If you wake up tomorrow morning and don't stop, will you not be able to leave the house?"
Sighing lightly, hearing the sound of footsteps outside, Ling Xueman turned his head, Chuntang and Qiuyue came in with hot water, smiling all over their faces: "Princess, servants wait for you to wash and settle!"
"Chuntang, Qiuyue, you explain that if it continues to rain, can I go back to Ling's house?" Ling Xueman asked.
"Wang Hao, if it rains lightly, it should be fine. If it rains as heavy as it is now, I'm afraid it won't work." Qiuyue frowned.
"Then if I can't go, when can I go again?" Ling Xueman asked worriedly. Her life was frightened and frightened every day. The demon has now developed to come almost every two or three days. She is really afraid of suddenness. When the Dongchuang incident happened, he would be killed by him!
Therefore, she wanted to find a chance to slip away, but just left like this, she was reluctant to leave Xuan, but let her carry such a dual identity, nominally a widow of the four princes, but secretly forced to be the mistress of another man, this Every day when she offered incense to the four princes, she felt deeply disturbed and guilty. Even in the middle of the night, she dreamed of the pale face lying on the bed many times, and she questioned her loudly. Waking up in dreams countless times...
"Wang Hao, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking?"
Chuntang's concerned voice sounded, Ling Xueman returned to his senses, smiled in a jealousy, concealing his uncomfortable panic, and said, "It's nothing."
"Wang Hao, are you not happy?" Qiuyue asked, thinking Ling Xueman was homesick, so she comforted: "Wang Hao, don't worry, even if you can't go to Ling's house tomorrow, wait a few months for the New Year, before the Lantern Festival You can go back to Ling's house and visit Master Ling."
"Really? That would have to wait a long time..."
Ling Xueman whispered finely, his eyes looked out the window, and his thoughts were melted into the torrential rain.
And on this cold rainy night, in the capital, a pair of gloomy eyes stared at the Fourth Princess Ling Xueman, making plans for her return gift...
And all of this, pure Ling Xueman didn’t know it, she was struggling with self-conflict, but she didn’t know that her destiny was being rewritten quietly. From the first day she married into the Four Kingdoms Mansion, she was destined to experience it. The twists and turns of a lifetime are thrilling...
The rain in late autumn, when it enters the night, it gradually gets smaller, dripping on the window lattice, making a sound of "answer".
Ling Xueman didn't sleep, she couldn't fall asleep with a heavy mind, so she leaned on the bedside and lay halfway, waiting for the thief to arrive.
In fact, she is not sure when he will come, he is almost gone without a trace, she wants to catch his whereabouts, she wants to know how he can sneak in without disturbing any guards, but every time she waits for her When he opened his eyes, he was already standing next to her bed or lying directly beside her.
Chuntang and Qiuyue were dismissed by Ling Xueman a long time ago. She was afraid that they would hit and be killed by the man, so now she only raised her ears and listened carefully. Even after sitting on the bed for a while, she couldn't help but Chi He stepped down on the bed, moved to the side of the screen, poked his head out of the window and the door and looked quietly.
There was no light in the outer room, and the candlelight in the inner room was reflected. Even if the thief's appearance could not be fully seen, at least when he came, she could get a general view without having to black out her eyes.
It is a pity that Ling Xueman will never be Mo Qihan's opponent.
She held her breath for a long time, her stretched neck became a little stiff, and she just retracted her head and slackened her neck to move her neck, but at this moment, the soundless wall in the outer space moved slightly, and that little light came over, Mo Qi Han's eyes tightened, then his thin lips grinned slightly, with a meaningful smile. At the same time, there was a golden bean in his hand and a snapping finger to the screen!
Ling Xueman only felt a strong force above her head hitting her, and she sat on the ground, and the screen was still standing there after only a shake. It seemed that there was nothing wrong, but she was still standing there. The candlestick on the table suddenly went out!
The sturdy and tall body came out and looked at Ling Xueman condescendingly, with contemptuous jokes at the corners of his mouth, "Why don't you sleep on the bed at this hour, and what are you doing on the ground?"
"I, I...I'm waiting for you." Ling Xueman stammered back in a low voice.
She failed to voyeur and once again felt that she was an idiot!
A big hand stretched out in front of him, Ling Xue raised her eyes in a daze, Mo Qihan sighed and said softly: "Get up, it's cold on the ground."
Ling Xueman's eyes suddenly astringent, she pursed her lips, put her small hand into Mo Qihan's thick palm, and he pulled her up to her feet, then walked to the bed and sat down together.
Mo Qihan took Ling Xueman's hand back, then took her into his arms, and whispered, "Are you waiting for me to peek at how I got in? Don't bother with it, and have a good time. In your days, play happily during the day. If you are missing something, just ask the butler to buy it. At night, just wait for me obediently. I'm not sure when I will come. Just listen to the breath and you will know where you are. If you are really asleep, you are still pretending to be asleep, so don't bother with these thoughts, you will naturally know about it in the future."
"Then you should always tell me your name? Do you want me to keep calling you a thief?" Ling Xueman raised her small face and asked weakly.
"Uh, whatever your name is, as long as you don't call it a thief anymore." Mo Qihan said, pulling his lips.
"Dizzy! Then I'll call you a concubine!" Ling Xue stared at him uncontrollably.
Mo Qihan froze first, then chuckled softly, "Hehe, okay, this name sounds much better than a thief, at least it means that I didn't force you, but you voluntarily stayed with me."
"Ah? No, I was wrong. Don't call me a concubine, tell you to commit a crime!" Ling Xueman reacted to the reminder, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover Mo Qihan's mouth, and said.
Mo Qihan laughed and took down the little hand, put it to his mouth and kissed, and said, "Xueman girl, don't change it, just call it 姘头. I like this name."
"Uh, uh, can we discuss it?" Ling Xueman wrapped around Mo Qihan's waist, begging sincerely: "Concubine, can we break up? Can you let me be a widow concubine with compassion? "
"Let you go? Unless your man crawls out of the coffin!" Mo Qihan was taken aback, and a wicked smile immediately appeared at the corner of his mouth in the darkness.
"Uh... this seems to be difficult. If he can climb out, it is estimated that Lord Yan will be dismissed! No, if he survives, the first person to die is me! Uhhh... I'm cuckolding him..."
Ling Xueman fell on the bed like losing her center of gravity, and collapsed until the point. Why didn't God give her a way to survive
Mo Qihan shook his head with a laugh, took off his coat, took off his boots and went to bed. He lay sideways and closed his eyes for a while, and found that Ling Xueman hadn't come up yet, and he turned his head and said, "Waiting? I can barely marry you and be a concubine. Although I have many wives and concubines, there will always be your share in the rain and dew."
The concubine was the concubine, and the latter he had promised to a woman named Wutong, and first promised her the position of concubine. When the prince eldest brother died, he silently thought, Fengqi Wutong, Wutong is his future queen...
But later, everything changed too quickly, and his "illness" gradually became serious. Later, he was bedridden, and his father wanted to marry him Chongxi, the princess. He found Wutong, but she said...
Mo Qihan darkened his eyes, pursed his lower lip, and tried to suppress the pain in his heart. He promised to marry Ling Xueman because of his affliction, and he also thought that he could use his tricks to investigate Ling Beiyuan, but he didn't expect to marry it. If a lovely person comes back, it doesn’t matter, if he can fall in love with Ling Xueman, it will be the red thread that Yue Lao will bring to him. Then, let’s talk about it later...
Ling Xueman couldn’t see Mo Qihan’s expression clearly in the darkness, and didn’t know how much his emotions had changed in a short time. He lazily refuted him, only angrily trying to pull her hand back, subconsciously, more and more of this man. Be a lunatic!
"go to bed!"
Mo Qihan regained his senses, and said in a rough voice, pulling Ling Xueman's body down and tucked it into the bed, his arms firmly locked in his arms like iron clamps.
Forced to linger all night, Ling Xue was very tired, her bones were scattered, and she didn't even move lazily even turning over, but she naturally fell asleep and didn't know when Mo Qihan left.