His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wanted to continue to contact Ning Xin, but Ning Xin "cruelly" refused his request. Alas, Ning Xin asked herself to check the situation of the envoy, and now go to find out where this envoy is sacred, and the things that the little meat group explained must be done well.

"Your Majesty, eat something." Concubine Rou in Weiyang Palace held a bowl of freshly made red date porridge and persuaded softly and slowly.

Emperor Yongming was looking at the excerpts, and after only one day, he looked even older, and at this time he looked tired and anxious, but his eyes were bright and terrifying. It seemed that there was a fire burning in the eyes, and the whole body was ignited in these eyes and then destroyed.

"If you don't eat it, I can't eat it!" Emperor Yongming couldn't stop at all, even if he felt physically tired, his spirit didn't let him stop at all.

"Your Majesty, you haven't eaten for a day, your body will not be able to stand it if you continue like this!" How long can a patient who doesn't eat or sleep live, and the fear in Concubine Rou's heart urges her to let Emperor Yongming eat.

"But I don't want to eat it, I can't eat it!" Emperor Yongming felt as if there was a monster in his heart, and he kept howling in his heart. The heart is full of power, but this power is trapped in the body and cannot be used at all. I want to scream loudly, I want to smash all the things in this room, as if this is the only way to make the monster in my heart more comfortable, and to let my heart get a little peace.

"Your Majesty, you should think that it is good to eat something for your concubine, there are so many important things waiting for you to preside, how can your body eat without eating." Concubine Rou is really anxious, Emperor Yongming with this appearance doesn't know how long she can support it, what if she can't support it. He looked like he was going to fall down at any moment.

Emperor Yongming's cloudy eyes stared at the porridge in Concubine Rou's hand, and countless voices echoed in his head. It seems that since he woke up, the voice in his head has not stopped, and this sound has made him unable to rest and eat, let alone concentrate on things.

He felt as if he had forgotten a lot of things, what he didn't say was that many people in the palace he felt unfamiliar, as if there was another person living in his head. His joys, sorrows, and sorrows are no longer in his own control, and there are two invisible hands that control everything.

He thought he should eat, and Concubine Rou's voice was that he had been with him through the most painful time, and instinctively he wanted to grant her all her requests. He didn't think about it at all, why he couldn't refuse Concubine Rou, why some things seemed to be engraved in his mind clearly, and some things were vague and couldn't be remembered at all, he couldn't think about these things now, it should be said that he couldn't think of these things at all.

Concubine Rou's words seemed to have given a command in her brain, and she couldn't help but want to complete it. However, when the outstretched hand held the bowl, a feeling of nausea came from the inside out. He retched and threw the bowl off his hand with a thud.

Concubine Rou was stunned, she watched Emperor Yongming bend down, his red eyes like a sleepy beast and keep retching, only to feel cold. A biting chill rushed from my heart to my head, and I was shocked by the white sweat of my body. Her body couldn't even move, and she didn't take a step forward in horror when she saw that Emperor Yongming couldn't catch up with her next breath, she even quietly took a step back.

She thought, she's going to get out of here. It's so scary here, this room, this person makes her want to scream in horror.

"Yun Jiao ......"

Before Concubine Rou could run out, Emperor Yongming turned around, staring at Concubine Rou with yellow eyes, and a rancid smell hit Concubine Rou's face with his mouth closed and closed.

"Help me to the bed." The corners of Emperor Yongming's mouth pulled out a strange arc, and his blue-purple hand reached out in front of Concubine Rou.

How could this be, Concubine Rou looked at Emperor Yongming's bruised hands blankly, and his arms seemed to be soft to the bones. The outstretched hand presents an incredibly unbelievable arc, lying on its stomach like a soft-footed shrimp.

"Yun Jiao?!" Emperor Yongming saw that Concubine Rou did not move for a long time, and shouted impatiently again.

Concubine Rou was woken up from her fright, was the person in front of her still a "person", she had doubts for the first time. If she could, she really didn't want to have a trace of intersection with him, but now she could only suppress the fear in her heart, trembling her hand and holding the arm that seemed to be able to crush the belt bones with a little effort.

"Are you afraid of me?" Emperor Yongming approached Concubine Rou, and his hoarse voice squeezed out of his throat little by little.

"It's useless if you're afraid, there's a price to do anything, you just want me to get you benefits, of course you have to pay a price." "Emperor Yongming" smiled ruefully, although he still had that face, his evil temperament made people unable to recognize him as Emperor Yongming.

"This skin is supposed to be rotten and depraved, and it will be a very good deal to be able to exchange it for your wishes. Don't be afraid of me, there is so much tenderness and sweetness between us, don't you love me the most, you can't live without me. You've worked hard these days, so let's go to a break together. ”

Concubine Rou was so frightened that Mu Ran didn't know what kind of expression she should put on at this time. She only felt that the skin that came into contact with the "Yongming Emperor" seemed to be crawling with small insects, constantly twisting and crawling on the skin, and she was terrified.

She seemed to have been tricked, and she was noisy in her heart, and kept shouting to let her leave, don't go with him, this person is a devil, a monster, a demon! But her body didn't get any instructions, and obediently followed the "Emperor Yongming" back to the bedside.

"I haven't rested with Concubine Ai for so long, and Concubine Ai still wants people to take a bite of it so tenderly." "Emperor Yongming" put his hand under Concubine Rou's clothes, and the delicate skin continued to impact his dry skin touch, such a beautiful and tender beauty, such a beautiful world, it is really reluctant to leave.

"Emperor Yongming" ripped off the belt of the beauty's clothes, climbed the twin peaks with both hands, and rubbed vigorously without pity at all.

"Aifei, it's not too early, let's go to bed quickly, we have wasted so much spring and night, we can't waste it today." After speaking, "Emperor Yongming" pounced on Concubine Rou, and the two fell into the soft bed.

The fair and moist skin and the dry and purple complexion were entangled, and Concubine Rou only felt that her whole body was not her own. The person on the body is not her Chen Lang, has she gone to hell, otherwise how could it be so painful, the surroundings are so dark, only the rancid smell keeps surrounding.

There was no light in the endless darkness, and she carried only a piece of driftwood on the rancid river, and she thought that she was dying, and that she would eventually die in this rancid stench.

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