He pulled away impatiently.

"Don't go!" Feng Lingxue jumped off the dresser in surprise and rushed to him, she raised her little hand to untie the maid costume on her body.

The buttons opened, and her delicate crystal clear skin was exposed to the air.

Xuanying stopped and looked at her.

Her little face was very pale, her body was stiff like a stone, and she had lost a lot of weight in Hanshan Garden these days.

Her cold eyes slowly flowed with moving autumn waves, naturally charming and seductive, but the depths of her eyes had lost their color, becoming hollow and pale.

At this moment, he suddenly had a delusion, as if... She's dead.

All that's left now is her body.

For some unknown reason, her body was still supported and did not fall.

His heart was pinched by a big palm, and the feeling of pain and pain actually made him breed a little... Flustered.

He hated her.

So I will never let her go for the rest of my life.

He used to hurt a little, and now he wants to pay her back twice.

He scolded her, beat her, trampled on her, and could get a hearty sense of revenge.

However, he never wanted to kill her.

What would he do if she died?

The clothes fell on the carpet, Feng Lingxue's cold lips turned white, the weather was not too cold, but her unclothed appearance made her cold.

She was a little at a loss, raised her little head to look at him, and she said softly, "Next... What should I do?"

Xuanying pursed her thin lips and stared at her uncertainly.

Feng Lingxue stretched out her little hand, her little hand was trembling, she went to untie his belt, "Do you want to... I'll help you take it off?"

Xuanying stretched out her big palm and grabbed her slender wrist.

The palm of his hand was so hard that he wanted to crush her bones.

Her delicate white muscles began to flush and blue under his strength, but she didn't feel any pain at all, and she didn't even twist her eyebrows.

She just looked at him timidly, "Master, am I... I'm sorry for making a mistake again. ”

She's mechanical, and though well-behaved, she's like a puppet.

Xuanying remembered that when she was in country Z, she was taken to his car, at that time she was very stubborn and refused to admit defeat, she lay at his feet, he grabbed her long hair, he stepped on her backbone, and she was willing to say sorry.

Now "I'm sorry", she often says.

Xuanying's ink-colored glass eyes became eerie and terrifying, "The banquet is about to start later, I don't have time to get you, wait until the evening to come to my room, don't be stiff like a stone, take out your housekeeping skills, don't serve well, I'll throw your broken stone into the sea, understand?"

Feng Lingxue nodded quickly, "I understand the master, I will definitely serve you well." ”

Xuanying shook off her little hand, "Put your clothes on!"

Feng Lingxue quickly put her clothes back on.

"Later, Mr. Gu will come to pick you up, change this clothes, and don't talk to other men at the banquet, you are now my slave, give me some peace!"

Today's celebration banquet Gu Mohan and Lu Yeming will come, so the play that should be performed must be performed well.

Of course, she lives in his Hanshan Garden now, how could that old thing of the Northern King not know?

That old thing wished that Feng Lingxue had something to do with all the men, so that he could sell it for a better price.

Feng Lingxue nodded, "Got it." ”

……

Celebration banquet.

Xuan Ying stood in the center of the bright lights, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and many nobles surrounded him, looking flattering.

"Shadow," at this time, Nan Wangjue walked over, "This is General Shi's daughter Shi Xiaoxiao, you know each other." ”

Xuan Ying raised his eyes, and saw a young lady standing next to Nan Wangjue, this Shi Xiaoxiao was wearing a long skirt, elegant and moving, knowledgeable, and well-educated.

Shi Xiaoxiao glanced at Xuanying shyly, the man was tall and straight, and half of his handsome face was like a god, which made people's hearts pound.

She blushed and spoke, "Hello, Silver Mask King." ”

Xuan Ying narrowed his ink-colored eyes, and his gaze looked at Shi Xiaoxiao from top to bottom, he understood that this was the wife that his father, Prince Nan, had chosen for him.

He didn't show any expression, just lightly hooked his thin lips, "Miss Shi, hello." ”

Nan Wang Jue was very happy, "Ying'er, then you can chat with Xiaoxiao, I'll go." ”

Lord Nan left.

Shi Xiaoxiao stood elegantly beside Xuan Ying, secretly looking at the man, with a surging spring heart.

Xuan Ying put it in his trouser pocket with one hand, handed the red wine glass to his lips, and took a sip casually.

He didn't look at Shi Xiaoxiao again.

Shi Xiaoxiao also felt that she had been left out, and her face was a little stiff.

At this time, several voices sounded in my ears, "Mr. Gu, Miss Feng." ”

Xuan Ying raised his eyes and saw that Gu Mohan and Feng Lingxue had come in.

Today, Gu Mohan wore a handmade version of a white shirt, a black suit ironed outside without the slightest wrinkles, heroic and noble, and brought his own flash as soon as he appeared, which attracted all the attention.

Feng Lingxue stood beside him, she changed out of the maid's suit, and wore a dark blue thin shoulder strap long skirt decorated with bright stars, her black hair fell down, and her little face was absolutely clear, causing a burst of amazement.

Xuanying's gaze lingered on her, and then he casually took a sip of red wine, feeling the silky mellow wine rippling between his teeth, and he rolled his Adam's apple up and down.

Feng Lingxue had already felt a hot gaze wandering over her, and she raised her eyes to see that Xuan Ying was looking at her.

His gaze was hot, straightforward, white, and ambiguous.

Feng Lingxue retracted her gaze.

At this time, the door of the hall was pushed open with a "bang", and with the invasion of cold air, two figures walked in.

---Look, the Lord of the West is here!

--- is the Lord of the West's side?

---That's the sister of the Western Prince, Tang Mo'er, the first beauty in the imperial capital.

Gu Mohan slowly turned sideways and looked over, Lu Yeming came in with Tang Mo'er.

This time, Lu Yeming didn't bring a female companion, his harem was empty, his private life was clean, and it was normal not to bring a female companion.

Lu Yeming wore a handmade black shirt, black trousers, and an indescribable imperial aura with his gestures, elegant and calm.

Gu Mohan's gaze slowly fell on Tang Mo'er's body, today Tang Mo'er wore a nude pink dress, her wavy hair was braided on both sides, and her beautiful hair ends were scattered on the glossy fragrant shoulders, she was full of a tenderness soaked in the baptism of time.

Tang Moer, who has amazed for many years, is arrogant, flamboyant, and the undefeated rose in a man's heart, she is still soft and charming, but she began to be gentle and fragrant for a long time.

Along the way, she stumbled and grew up.

Gu Mohan's gaze fell on her, and he couldn't move away for half a minute.