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, destroying their eyes so easily and cruelly, she could no longer maintain her original indifference, and she hated his touch even more, and resisted him.
"Not enough, not enough, not enough, are you satisfied with this answer?" She sneered, "Why did you do this! If you want to vent, if you want to find someone to vent your anger on, you can come to me. Those are eyes, Shangguan Jinghong, you are a fucking lunatic!"
Prince Rui stared at her for a moment, wiped the blood foam on his cheek with his hand, and put his long fingers in front of his eyes. His fingers were wet and red. He spoke hoarsely, word by word, "Okay, I'll vent to you."
Qiao Chu was shocked when he saw his fierce eyes sweeping over the fox fur that had fallen on the edge of the couch. Without thinking, he rushed forward to take the fox fur back.
But she was faster than him. She stretched out her long arm, grabbed the fox fur and threw it to the ground. A sneer appeared on her lips, almost ferociously. Her eyes darkened and she was pressed heavily under him.
His eyes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding. He seemed to have anticipated her resistance and simply sat on top of her, holding down her legs. With a scoop of his big hands, he grabbed both of her hands and pinned them above her head, while with his other hand he tore off her clothes.
It's not taking off, it's tearing.
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Qiaochu's eyes were also red, but he had no way or strength to resist. He could only hear the sound of cloth tearing in his big hands like fragile paper.
Soon, her naked upper body appeared in front of his eyes. He panted heavily, leaned over and took one of her nipples in his mouth fiercely, sucking, licking and biting it hard. He kissed the pink scar on her chest roughly, kissed the new wound on her shoulder, and held the other side with his big hand and rubbed and pinched it hard.
She twisted her body desperately. She knew what he was going to do. She could never do that with him again.
She struggled hard, but her mind soon went blank. During this brief friction, his penis became as hard as iron and pressed against her.
He became more and more rough, and his body slightly moved away from her. He spread his legs and pressed them against her sides, holding her lower body, legs and feet tightly. He let go of the hands that were originally restraining her, and used one hand to take off her trousers and the other hand to take off his own.
Qiaochu was so angry, wronged and humiliated that she could hardly breathe. Now that she had freed her hands, she slapped him in the face and grabbed his arms and body. He ignored her and stared at her with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to poke a hole in her body.
She didn't know that due to a certain mentality, he didn't even seal her acupoints as she expected. He let her tear, twist and bite, without a sound, gasping for breath, until all the obstacles between them were removed.
A chill came from the base of her legs, and Qiao Chu felt despair. His hot and hard penis was already against the entrance of her body. She knew that she could not withstand the strength of this man. Finally, she stopped struggling in despair, and her hands fell heavily to the sides of her legs.
At this moment, there was only one thought left in my mind: either she dies, or she leaves.
If she could leave, she would never come back. She gave up. After coming to this world and enduring all the pain for eight years, and after gritting her teeth and enduring twice when he put her to death, at this moment, all her beliefs, those ridiculous beliefs, collapsed.
Her body shuddered, her lower body was penetrated, he entered swiftly, then pulled out, and entered again at an even faster speed, the roughness and heat rubbing against the deepest part of her passage again and again, she was hit hard by him, her hands were tightly grasping the quilt, such humiliation could still bring her pleasure like the first time, the numbness and heat filled in her belly made her feel so painful and happy that she felt like she was dying.
He had been staring at her eyes fiercely, his eyelids not moving at all, yet he seemed to feel the same extreme happiness in her body as she did. His handsome face was slightly distorted, and he called her name over and over in a deep and rough voice.
Finally, she couldn't bear the sour feeling in her stomach any more, so she slowly left the quilt and instinctively groped on the desk. Suddenly, her skin felt cold and she touched a porcelain bowl.
Maybe, it was left by the two maids of King Xia when they brought food to her, who knows.
She could clearly see a hint of deep sneer on the corner of his lips, but he didn't dodge or evade, calmly waiting for her clumsy attack. She smiled, grasped the porcelain bowl tightly and knocked it hard in one direction.
When the pain suddenly hit her and her vision slowly blurred, she was sure that for the first time she saw a complex look in the eyes of Shangguan Jinghong: panic and pain.
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The slightly fishy and sticky liquid covered her eyelids and blurred her vision. Although her vision was not clear, she could still make out objects. She only heard him roar, and all the expressions in his eyes disappeared in an instant. He snatched the broken pieces of the porcelain bowl from her hand.
She hated herself for being weak after her illness, and was tortured by him. Although she was ruthless and the porcelain bowl broke on her head, the injury didn't seem serious. Although her consciousness was blurred, she was still...
On the other side, he had quickly pulled himself out of her body. She looked at the place where he pulled out. It was a mess, and hot white liquid flowed out from the root of her legs...
She remembered something.
She didn't know what it was like when he had sex with other women, whether he had sex with her or not, he probably didn't mind having children. She had sex with him three times, he released inside her every time, but he didn't give her any drugs afterwards.
Yes, why would a prince be averse to having children
She didn't know about other princes. The strange thing was that he and King Xian, the Crown Prince, King Xia, and King Ning, the men with whom he fought most fiercely, still had no children.
Although he didn't use contraceptives, she did. When she came from the north, she brought contraceptive pills with her. She took them after the first two times, but she didn't bring them this time because she never thought that they would do such a thing again.
She knew that she might not get pregnant, and it was impossible to ask him for medicine. She must take the medicine when she returned. It might be too late, but she must not get pregnant, pregnant with his child...
As she was thinking drowsily, the man had quickly put on his trousers and got off the couch. She heard a sound like rummaging through boxes and drawers, and his figure moved left and right, as if he was anxiously looking for something.
Soon, he returned to the bedside. Although his eyes were angry, his hands were very gentle, and he gently lifted her from her original position and held her in his arms.
He also sat on the couch, his breathing hoarse but he reached out his hand to touch her forehead silently. She closed her eyes weakly. This state was worse than death. She was neither unconscious nor in great pain. As long as she was not forced to do that kind of thing again, she would not make it difficult for herself. She put her hands around his neck, breathing slightly.
His body seemed to tremble when her hand touched his neck...
The wound hurt because something cold and blunt was pressing against it. With his quick and gentle movements, she realized that it was a pair of tweezers, and he was picking out the porcelain chips from her skin.
Soon, she felt a sharp pain on her forehead and couldn't help but moan softly... It turned out that he was holding a handkerchief, pressing it tightly against the wound that was bleeding.
She moaned and couldn't help but dig her nails into the flesh of his neck.
The hand on her waist tightened, and the hand on her forehead trembled slightly. His voice was hoarse, "You deserve it. It's better to die in pain."
She asked calmly, "If I die, you will be happy, right?"
He was startled, then angrily said: "Shut up!"
When she opened her eyes, the handkerchief was coming down from her forehead and brushing across her nose.
The handkerchief was stained with the smell of blood and a strong greasy smell. It turned out that the bowl was indeed left behind by two maids of King Xia. She thought.
She didn't know if it was the fishy smell of blood, the greasy smell of wild animals, the strange smell mixed with those two smells, or that cold memory that suddenly made her stomach tremble, and the feeling of wanting to vomit came over her like a tidal wave.
She felt extremely uncomfortable, and holding her chest, she tried to break away from his arms and vomit beside the bed.
He was startled, then his eyes darkened, and he refused to let her leave him at all. She was held tightly in his arms, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I want to vomit."
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He was startled again, but still did not let her go. He just loosened his arms around her a little. She leaned her head in the air, and although her stomach was clearly upset, she couldn't vomit a single thing.
He kept patting her back, to no avail.
She felt a pang of grief. An hour ago, in this very tent, she had told herself that her most difficult time was over.
Turns out not.
The greasy smell alone was enough to bring back all her painful memories.
He left her in the tent for a day and a night without a drop of water, and she had to ask King Xia for game to fill her hunger.
She suddenly realized that he was still holding the handkerchief in one hand, but his expression had changed drastically. Originally, his other hand had taken out gauze and plaster from the medicine box, but now, it was frozen in mid-air. She brushed it away indifferently, and found that the handkerchief was stained with some bone and meat scraps.
It must have gotten onto my forehead from the porcelain bowl.
At this moment, she didn't know what he was thinking. She felt extremely embarrassed, and the last bit of her self-esteem seemed to be shattered in front of this piece of flesh and blood.
She didn't know where the strength came from, but she suddenly went crazy and pushed him hard.
He was still staring at the handkerchief in his hand, without any precautions, and actually let go.
She fell onto the couch.
Enduring the dizziness in her head, she gritted her teeth and crawled to the corner of the couch, pointing her trembling hands straight at the entrance of the tent, "Either kill me immediately, or get out of here, get out of my place!"
Prince Rui seemed to have finally come back to his senses from his trance. He stared at her closely, stretched out his arms towards her, and wanted to grab her back into his arms.
She smiled coldly, put the broken porcelain piece she had just touched on the couch against her throat, and said coldly: "Get lost."
But he seemed to have turned a deaf ear to her, still staring at her closely, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qiaochu, put that thing down. As long as you promise me that you will never have anything to do with Shangguan Jingcong again, I will give you everything you want. You always liked to exchange with me before, but from now on, there will be no need for any exchange. After returning to the court, my father will issue a military order, and I will immediately lead the troops to rescue your mother..."
She was slightly startled, and in that split second, the man suddenly jumped over and hugged her in his arms. She held the porcelain piece to stop him, but he held her with one hand and held her porcelain piece tightly with the other hand. She refused to let go, and he neither snatched it away nor let go.
Everyone knows that the person who refuses to let go will get hurt.
She got mad and tried to stab him with the porcelain shard, but he still didn't let go. He held her tighter with his other hand and kissed her hair rapidly.
Her gaze fell indifferently on his hand, watching the bright red blood drip from his palm along the porcelain piece onto the couch. The back of his hand seemed to have been torn by something before, with a large piece of flesh broken off and bleeding redly, but he didn't seem to be afraid of the pain.
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This man, at this moment, seemed to have suddenly become sincere.
When the fake becomes real, the real becomes fake. She can no longer tell the difference between the real and the fake.
She remembered that he had said something similar to her during the third round of the hunting competition when they went to King Rui's hunting area together.
There was a feeling that, compared to that time, there was something different when he talked about it again now.
But she didn't want to think about what the difference was.
She only knew that this was perfect. She wanted this staircase.
She no longer had to worry about him not allowing her to go back to the north to visit her family. When he went to war, it was time for her to leave.
She endured his heavy kiss on her hair and slowly loosened her hand that was holding the porcelain piece.
Prince Rui was slightly shocked, and quickly snatched the porcelain piece, threw it to the ground, and quickly turned her hand over to see that her palm was only broken, not pierced.