Xing Ruoyou instinctively sat up straight, although she didn't want to admit it, but she had to admit it: she was very nervous now!

Suddenly regretted why I didn't find a few beautiful men with good looks in my previous life, but now my experience in that area is limited to the content of books and love action movies in a certain island country, and the actual combat experience is zero.

In the face of unknown territory, nervousness is a matter of nature.

Through the bottom edge of the Xipa, Xing Ruoyou could only see that the man was wearing deerskin boots embroidered with a joyful pattern with purple gold thread and the hem of a red wedding dress.

"Squeak!"

The door was closed again, and Xing Ruoyou keenly felt that the air pressure around him was gradually decreasing.

I don't know if it's an illusion or too nervous, she always feels that the other party's pace is deliberately slowing down, and there is only a dozen steps from the door to the bed, and he has walked for nearly half an hour!

Of course, Xing Ruoyou didn't dare to complain, so he restrained his undeserved breath and restored it to the rumored description of a frail and sick lady.

A voice sounded slowly above her head, although it was slow, but it had a clear light that vibrated the air, like a jade plate beadlet, and like water crossing a mountain stream, calling her name word by word: "Punishment-Ruo-You." ”

Although the voice was beautiful, it had a downright coldness that could not be ignored, and she was shocked when she heard it, and suddenly she was in a trance, she always felt that this voice was familiar, but she couldn't match anyone she had ever seen.

It stands to reason that as long as she has heard a person's voice, even if she only says a word, she will not forget it.

But she really couldn't remember who it was.

The current situation didn't allow her to think too much, so she had to restrain her mind and weakly called: "Lord Wang." ”

It is also a very light and slow pronunciation, as soft and light as ever, but it is not pretentious at all.

The corners of the man's slightly pale lips evoked a sarcastic arc, which was not like this in the ice cave at the beginning, he wanted to see how long she could fit.

After a long silence, Xing Ruoyou found that the person had neither the intention of lifting her Xipa, nor the intention of sitting down to chat with her, thinking of the undercover mission, he had to take the lead in speaking: "Lord, it's late at night, why don't you let the concubine serve you to change your clothes and rest?" ”

The man said the word "good" coldly, and Xing Ruoyou felt a cold wind passing in front of him, and his eyes lit up, and Xipa had fallen to the ground.

The corners of her eyes twitched, how much this person disliked her, and he didn't even bother to touch the corners of her clothes!

When he raised his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, his breath stagnated, his heartbeat stopped for a moment, and he quickly lowered his head.

Is this really the legendary disfigured His Royal Highness?!

Although the right cheek and eye part of his face wore a golden mask carved with ancient patterns, she felt that this did not affect his beautiful face in the slightest, but added a bit of mystery to it.

With just one glance, Xing Ruoyou could determine that this King Xuan was the man she had seen kneeling to the emperor without taking off his black gauze hat at the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, because his white and almost transparent skin was too recognizable.

I should have thought that only he would enjoy the many honors bestowed by the emperor.

Recalling the moment when she had just seen his face, her heartbeat was stagnant again.

The lines of his face are smooth and handsome, and the thin, pale lips under the bridge of his nose are just the right amount of light, outlining the perfect arc that makes people's hearts beat.

But what really made Xing Ruoyou lose his mind was indeed his dark green ghost-like eyes, quiet as midnight, but they seemed to be all-encompassing.

People want to touch, but can't touch.

His whole person is a demon!

Everywhere exudes the coldness of repelling people from thousands of miles away.

If he hadn't been disfigured, the noblewoman in the capital would have broken her head in order to marry him.

Although the amazement in Xing Ruoyou's eyes was only for a moment, it could not escape his eyes: "Not afraid? ”

Since he put on this mask, except for his dearest and cronies, no woman can be calm in front of him.

Xing Ruoyou shook his head, inexplicably feeling that this conversation was a little familiar.

But after nodding, she regretted it.

She is the eldest lady raised by the criminal family in the deep boudoir, and she has wiped her neck because she wants to marry this king of Xuan, how can she not be afraid at this time?!

Sure enough, beauty misleads!

I don't know if it's too late to remedy.

As she hesitated, the man's slender fingers were close to her jaw, but did not touch them, and held up her face with internal force, so that she looked at him, word by word: "Don't you think that the eyes of this king are very similar to wolves or demons?" ”

Xing Ruoyou's breath stopped again, he said this, wasn't his eyes like this?

It is likely that it became like this after poisoning!

This should also be one of the "disfigurement" items!

Ay! In fact, she really liked his eyes, but in order not to be suspicious, she tried to make herself look scared and calm, and replied cowardly: "The prince is too worried, and the concubine serves the prince to change clothes." ”

"You want to serve His Royal Highness King Yan to change his clothes, right?"

Before he had time to explain, Xing Ruoyou felt a force from the edge of the bed to the bottom of the bed, and the joints of his limbs hurt badly due to abrasions.

Yaya's! Sure enough, it's a bloodthirsty, violent and fickle neurosis!

No wonder the original owner was so angry that he wiped his neck and was unwilling to marry him!

If the original owner is still there, and he treats him like this, it is estimated that he will be so angry that he will wipe his neck or hang himself at this time!

She endured the pain and stood up, but the man sneered: "This king doesn't pick up broken shoes, and he doesn't like garbage, marrying you is the intention of his father, this king just doesn't want to worry about his old man anymore." If you still want to live, you must keep your duty, and you are not allowed to go out of this courtyard without the order of the king, understand? ”

"Understood." Xing Ruoyou obediently lowered her eyes and replied, and the situation was almost as bad as she expected.

"Want to wait for the king to change his clothes?"

“······” Yaya, don't you think your aunt and grandmother are dirty!

He seemed to examine her for a while: "You have a deep love for King Yan, and you have had several trysts, even if you are still a virgin now, how many clean places can you have on your body?" ”

“······” She endures!

The original owner recounted the number of rituals, although she loved Puyang Xuan deeply, she could always be affectionate and polite, and the most intimate contact was the hug and holding hands that she woke up from the last time!!

He always seemed to have a way to make her unbearable: "You go and wash up, and then come to serve this king." ”

When she turned to go to the bathroom, she said, "How can ordinary water wash away your filth, I'm afraid only 'rootless water' can do." ”

After a pause, he continued: "You are lucky, it is raining tonight, go to the courtyard and wait, without the order of this king, you are not allowed to move for half a minute, can you understand?" ”

"Understood." She almost gritted her teeth and uttered two words.

When she was about to go out, his cold voice without any emotion came again, saying words that were enough to make her vomit blood three liters of anger: "How can you wash it clean without taking off your clothes?" ”

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