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She didn't say a word about the curse.

I don't want to ask, I don't want to ask, since he wants it, then I want it, as for the curse, it doesn't matter anymore, really.

Mo Huang was gone, and there was no one for the whole day.

After yesterday's big battle, no one dared to treat Jun Bingwu with that kind of contempt and disdain, no matter where they went, everyone was respectful.

It is indeed because of Bai Ze's world, the strong are respected, but more importantly, it is Mo Huang's sentence yesterday, in this world, there is no one you can't move.

The status of this foreign woman in their king's heart can be seen.

Liuyun's fate is vividly in his mind, who has nothing to do with Mo Huang for too long?

No matter what their attitude is, it doesn't matter to Jun Bingwu, she has never been too lazy to care about irrelevant people.

It's just that she has to care about someone's affairs.

At the beginning of the lanterns, Jun Bingwu faced a table full of wine and delicacies alone, without any appetite.

In the morning, she said that she would come back for dinner, but she waited for an hour, but she still did not see his shadow, and looked for someone to go to the situation, but she came back to report that she could not see the king.

"Queen's mother, let the slave and maid make these dishes hot." The maid next to her saw that the dishes on the table were cold, and couldn't help but suggest.

Jun Bingwu was silent, and she didn't dare to assert herself.

After a while, Jun Bingwu got up indifferently and left: "Forget it, let's withdraw." ”

"Yes."

A row of maids rushed in, quickly packed up their things and retreated.

Even the personal maid retreated, and in the Wanhuang Palace, it returned to an eerie silence, Jun Bingwu finished washing, turned off the lights, and lay on the bed, but he tossed and turned, and couldn't sleep.

The mind is a little restless, and I always feel that something is going to happen.

Many times, a woman's sixth sense is always damn right.

In the middle of the moon, Jun Bingwu noticed the abnormal movement on the side of the bed, her heart was slightly cold, and she sensed the familiar breath, so she took off her whole body's defense.

But for some reason, no matter how hard she tried, that hanging heart couldn't fall back into place.

The person next to her lifted her brocade quilt and rolled over and lay in.

Leaning closer, she sensed a faint hint of blood on him.

He hasn't come back until now, what did he go out for?

Before she could ask this question, Mo Huang had already leaned forward.

"Mo Huang ......" Jun Bingwu had just spoken, and Mo Huang had already tore her shirt without saying anything.

The coarse calluses of his fingertips ran across the delicate skin of her chest, and after a few vigorous pinchings, he ripped all the way down, tearing open the fabric covering her lower body.

There was hardly any foreplay to come in, and tonight he was particularly wild, rough, and made her very painful.

His hand clasped her shoulders like iron pincers, and Jun Bingwu pushed his chest hard, but he couldn't push it away.

Only in exchange for more rude treatment.

Jun Bingwu shouted her name over and over again, but Mo Huang didn't seem to hear her words, just repeating a movement mechanically.

Jun Bingwu couldn't remember when she fainted, and when she woke up again, she only felt pain all over her body as if she had been run over by a boulder.

She was stunned to draw the top of the tent with dragons and phoenixes on the ground, and her ink-colored eyes were empty and dry.

In Wanhuang Palace, she was the only one left.

She got up and got down, her feet just touching the ground, ready to stand up, her legs were weak, she staggered a few steps, and barely stood firm on the edge of the bed.

Jun Bingwu lowered his head, and sure enough, there were patches of bruises and kiss marks on his body.

She didn't know what happened to Mo Huang last night, but she was sure that something must have happened.

She didn't have time to find someone to prepare hot water for her to bathe, but after hurriedly changing her clothes and washing, she asked someone to take her to find Mohuang.

But before she could be found, she was in the garden of the palace, and a woman was one of the saints who had been watching yesterday.

Yesterday, it was Liuyun, who they instigated, to do something to her, and she had an impression.

It's just that, according to the rules, these saints are not qualified to live in the palace until they are pampered.

So now...... They just came over for something, or they were already living under the same roof with her.

Jun Bingwu's hand hidden in the wide sleeve slowly clenched.

In a moment, the two saints seemed to notice her, and the lotus steps moved lightly, and they came towards her with a curling nana.

"The concubine has seen the queen."

One of them bowed towards Jun Bing Yingying, but was stopped by the other: "Sister Liuxue, this can't be helped, so far, the king has not canonized anyone as the queen, how can this ceremony be messy?" ”

Liuxue smiled gently: "Sealed or not, this position will belong to my sister sooner or later, so why bother with this little thing?" Besides, in the future, everyone will serve the king together, and they will all be their own sisters, so why should they be so careful? Sister, what do you say? ”

Jun Bingwu didn't want to listen to these two people play double reeds, and he didn't understand the deep meaning of the Ming Dynasty irony in their words.

"Someone!" Jun Bingwu's face changed suddenly, and he screamed.

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps, and a group of guards quickly surrounded: "Niangniang......"

"Blasting them out." Jun Bingwu coldly ordered the group of guards.

Liuxueqiao's face turned pale, and she took a few steps back in surprise, and the other saint complained sternly: "We entered the palace, it is the king's will, and my sister may not have the right to bomb us out." ”

If it was yesterday's situation, she naturally didn't dare to make a mistake, but at this time and that time, everything that happened today gave her a lot of courage.

The group of guards stood still, and the maids behind Jun Bingwu also hurriedly knelt down, dripping in cold sweat: "Niangniang, I can't help it, I can't help it, please think twice!" ”

"Get out or die, choose for yourself." Jun Bingwu's cold eyes scanned the audience, and the queen's aura was full of power, so domineering that she couldn't put her beak in her beak.

Ignoring the guards and maids who were kneeling on the ground and begging hard, Jun Bingwu brushed up, pulled out the long knife on the guard's waist, and gestured slightly in his hand.

The two saints were so frightened that their faces turned slightly white, the duel between Jun Bingwu and Liuyun yesterday let them know that the woman in front of them was definitely the one who said the same.

If they really refuse to leave, she will definitely do it.

But they finally came in and told them to leave like that, and they were ten thousand unhappy.

Jun Bingwu pulled his lips and sneered, raised the long knife in his hand, and raised his hand to prepare to split.

The two saints knew that they were not her opponents, and they were thinking about dodging, but a fierce energy suddenly struck from behind, and with a ding, it hit the long knife in her hand, the steel blade, and shattered in response.

The crowd turned back.