Guo Yuanzhou reached out to pull the placket irritably, but stopped abruptly the moment his fingers touched the collar.

"Quick...... Let's go!" he let out a hoarse growl again.

It's just that this voice is even weaker than Fang Cai, like a sigh with a trill.

He immediately closed his mouth.

At this time, he was full of heat and thirst, as if even his soul would be burned dry. He tried his best to resist the urge to pull his shirt, and subconsciously bit his lip.

However, the sudden, almost extreme inexplicable restlessness still forced out from the depths of his throat, causing him to let out a hoarse and low muffled snort.

This strange voice finally made Huan Zicheng's cold face pass a trace of surprise

"Your Highness?" he called out, intending to step forward, but stopped abruptly.

In that extremely short moment, a faint sneer flashed quickly on his always waveless face.

Then, he flicked his sleeve.

"Original...... It's a game. He said, his face expressionless and light.

Guo Yuanzhou nodded, still closed his eyes, not daring to look at him at all, but turned his head with the greatest strength, desperately resisting the bursts of desire (ah) that erupted, while waving his hand weakly, and hissing: "It's medicine...... I've been ...... Medicine, medicinal properties...... seizures ......"

His expression was extremely painful, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down.

Huan Zicheng stared at him, and his face was as calm as ever.

At that moment, even the people closest to Huan Zicheng couldn't see it at all, and there were two shallow flushes on his cheeks.

Obviously, Guo Yuanzhou is not the only one who has been drugged.

It's just that Huan Zicheng's restraint is much stronger than him, under the same circumstances, Guo Yuanzhou's face is as red as fire and it is difficult to breathe, but Huan Zicheng has almost no change.

He looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince indifferently, his body did not move, and his voice was like ice: "It's too late." ”

Accompanied by his calm voice, a faint laughter came from outside.

There are two people in the hall, and they are the same at the same time.

It was a woman's laughter, low and delicate, with a hint of glamour. Then, there was a very ethereal light song, which drifted into the temple:

“…… Duck's feet are yellow, and the shore is green ......"

The song was hidden in the sound of light footsteps, squirming, fading away, and gradually becoming silent.

In the dormitory, there was silence again.

Huan Zicheng's eyebrows and eyes were peaceful, standing quietly in place.

Behind him, the light gauze fell to the ground, and a few pieces of tulle floated at his feet, entangled with the silk robe on his body, indescribably beautiful.

Guo Yuanzhou's rough panting suddenly became louder.

I don't know when, he has already opened his eyes, and those red eyes are glued to Huan Zicheng's body, and his eyes are full of uncontrollable lust.

As if sensing his fiery gaze, Huan Zicheng's indifferent eyes swept over him, and his expression changed in the slightest.

Nasen's eyes were as cold as ice, as if with the cold air of the harsh winter of December, Guo Yuanzhou seemed to be frightened, and after seeing it, he actually closed his eyes again.

It can be seen that he is fighting against the instincts of his body with the greatest willpower.

Huan Zicheng looked at him for a while, then took his hands up, calmly walked to the door of the dormitory, and tried the door of the palace with his hand, and the corners of his lips moved slightly: "It's locked." ”

His tone was so flat that it almost sounded like he was talking about the weather, and there was silence in the depths of his eyes. It is not so much that he is looking for a way out, but rather that he is explaining the situation to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

When Guo Yuanzhou heard this, a trace of despair crossed his face, and he smiled bitterly again: "Guess...... Guessed ......"

He had known for a long time that this was a game, and now it was only a proof of it, and although he was suffering from the medicinal properties, his mind was never stupid, and he quickly guessed the matter.

It can be inferred from the situation at this moment that someone gave him and Huan Zicheng love drugs at the same time, and made him plan to lock the two of them in this Yuqiong Palace, the purpose is self-evident.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Huan Clan's Da Langjun rolled down on the same couch, the two of them lost their personal morality, this is still a trivial matter, and the court situation will definitely change because of this, this is a big change.

If this is the case, he, the already struggling prince, will be in a quagmire, and he will surely struggle even harder from then on.

In the chaotic and drowsy mind, Guo Yuanzhou tried his best to sort out the context of the matter, and his heart was cold.

This is to force him, the prince, to death. The viciousness and ruthlessness of the people who set up the bureau are outrageous.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a sharp pain made him wake up for a moment.

Taking advantage of this short period of clarity, he quickly turned around and rummaged on the couch for a while, before finding the belt that he had just unfastened, and then closed his eyes and said weakly: "You come...... Tie me to ...... couch. ”

He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself later, so he simply asked Huan Zicheng to bind him.

The hoarse voice echoed through the hall, but it was not answered.

Huan Zicheng's eyes were cold, he raised his head to look around, and said lightly: "This game should be more than that. ”

After speaking, he walked to the center of the main hall, his eyes swept over the chairs and couches, and he looked around, his eyes glaring.

At the foot of the screen couch, there is a moon-white bag lying quietly.

The brocade bag is sewn for the best Shu brocade, rolled the edge at the four corners with silver thread, and the bamboo pattern embroidered on the top is also mixed with silver money, the embroidery is extraordinary, luxurious and exquisite, and it is extraordinary at a glance.

Huan Zicheng's face showed a look that was close to self-deprecation.

It is such a bag, which is placed on the vermilion carpet like this, and can be seen at a glance, which is extremely eye-catching. But neither he nor Guo Yuanzhou noticed it.

The medicinal properties of this love medicine are indeed powerful.

Huan Zicheng stood with his hands in his hands, his big sleeves hanging slightly, and he looked at the bag casually, his face was very calm.

The frenulum on the bag was half-loose, and a piece of letterhead was half-exposed, as if someone had twitched the frenulum while undressing, causing it to fall aside.

Huan Zicheng's frosty eyes once again crossed a trace of ridicule.

"Your Highness, please give way. He whispered, and strode forward, picked up the bag from the side of the couch, and returned to the same place.

During this whole process, Guo Yuanzhou always clasped his hands tightly on the couch pillar, and gasped for breath with his eyes closed.

What Huan Zicheng is doing, he understands in his heart. It's just that the short period of sobriety has passed, and he doesn't dare to speak at the moment, let alone move, for fear that he can't control it and make a big mistake.

Just when Huan Zicheng was picking up tips, Guo Yuanzhou was resisting the onset of medicine with the greatest willpower.

However, the outcome of this struggle has gradually become desperate.

The more he tried to restrain himself, the more he felt that the heat in the temple was terrifying, and the fiery little serpents were scurrying around him, and every inch of his skin was on fire, and the fire was rapidly turning to ashes, and the ashes were on fire again.