Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

"Do you blame me or hate me?"

This sentence heard in my ears, and suddenly an indescribable sorrow rose from my heart.

blame? hate?

It turned out that he thought that I had such a feeling for him?

Unable to smile bitterly in my heart, but also let go. Yes, after all, I'm just a maid. Among the nine temples and three temples, one of the most insignificant beings, why bother to think so much, read so much, and end up suffering, not only myself.

So he shook his head: "Slave has no resentment and no hate."

He froze, raised his head to look at me, and even the hand holding me tightly slowly released, I pulled out of his arms, looked up at him, this time did not escape again, But it is also as light as the past, light and light: "His Royal Highness, you are a person who does great things, and Qingying knows it."

Having said that, turning towards him, he turned and walked out.

As soon as I got to the door, I heard a rapid footstep behind me. I didn't even respond. I stretched out a hand and patted it **** the door, closing the door.

I was surprised, the whole person had been yanked and turned.

"Oh !!" There was no time to say anything, his lips were heavily stamped on me, and the exclaiming was blocked back.

But it ’s not a kiss, it ’s more like a bite and aggression. While I was exclaiming, I opened my mouth and instantly pierced into my mouth, and stirred in my mouth with a domineering breath, and I was hurt by him After that, he tried to push him away subconsciously, but his hands were caught all at once, and he buckled on both sides of the body. He was desperately pressing against my body and pressing hard against the door.

"no, do not want--"

I shuddered and reluctantly resisted in his arms, but couldn't push him away at all.

The hot body that was close to me was like a fire, slowly burning my skin, my body, my soul, and weak hands, struggling gently under his crotch, and clasping on the door issued a slight The sound, at this time, became more ambiguous / ambiguous.

I didn't know how long before he slowly left my lips. I looked at him weakly, his lips trembling slightly, and he couldn't say a word.

The sad thing is not the fall, but after the fall, he can no longer be rescued.

I looked at him like that, and looked at his eyes close by. The dark pupils reflected my weak shadow, like a solitary soul, he caught me, but when he let go , Where will this wandering soul go?

I don't know, and he won't know what I think. The two gasped for a while, and he seemed to sigh slightly, lowered his head again, and covered my lips.

This time the kiss was lighter, like a dragonfly drinking water, just once, he let go again and look at me.

Then there was a kiss.

The thin kiss fell on the corner of my lips, slowly ironing, and even began to bite thinly. I squinted and looked at him, but saw that his eyes were looking at me black, and there was something strange in his breath Hoarse, said lowly, "You know everything, do you? Do you understand?"

What ... mean?

I looked at him suddenly, but saw him suddenly raise his lips, as if smiling: "Jin Qiao is really right."

Suddenly I heard a woman's name startling in my heart, and he seemed to feel it, too, and was about to say something, suddenly Yang Yunhui's voice came from the door—

"San brother, Jin Qiao has written!"