Murong Yichuan was in Huaixuan, and the maid Luoxia was waiting on the side

"Lord Wang; The night is already deep, and the slave and maid are waiting for you to rest. Luo Xia cautiously reminded

Although Luoxia has been serving Murong Yichuan, Murong Yichuan has never touched her

Murong Yichuan stood up and said No need, you go down and rest, this king is not here to rest

"Is the prince going to the princess? Have you forgotten what happened during the day today, there must be something wrong with this princess and that student, and the prince can't be merciful to her. Luo Xia said presumptuously, but she didn't see the anger in Murong Yichuan's eyes

Murong Yichuan pointed at Luo Xia's nose and said angrily; "You shut up for this king, what are you, and you also talk about the rights and wrongs of the princess, if you are talking about this king once, you will cut your tongue."

It's been so long, Murong Yichuan has never been so fierce to Luoxia,

Luo Xia said unwillingly about the sin of slaves, hoping that the prince would be angry

"This king is so indulgent to you, you can do it yourself."

After Murong Yichuan finished speaking, he snatched the door and left

Flying flowers under the bright moon, how much desolation, how much sorrow

Murong Yichuan walked step by step, he didn't know where he was going, whether to go back to his room or to ten thousand people? Or do you want to go back to Huaixuan?

Murong Yichuan's eyes would still flash the scene of the day, the mountains were full of flowers, his princess and a handsome student stood opposite each other, less than a foot away from each other, like the watery tenderness on his face, and as if he knelt down for that life.

Murong Yichuan's heart hurts as long as she thinks of this, her own woman is actually tender to other men, how can she tolerate it as her husband.

"Princess; It's not too early, and the slave and maid will wait for you to rest. Chunhong said

It's like looking at a candle that has been shortened, and the word; "I'm not sleepy, you don't have to wait here, you go down and rest."

Just when Chunhong was about to leave, he suddenly heard Chunxiang shouting outside the door that the prince had arrived

Chunhong hurriedly opened the door

She thought he wouldn't come tonight, she seemed to have a premonition.

Murong Yichuan strode in

It was as if He Chunhong was busy saluting Murong Yichuan

"You don't need to be polite, Chunhong, you don't need to serve here, you go and rest."

Chunhong said yes, and then hurriedly retreated

As if he just wanted to say whether the prince wanted to rest here or leave later, before this sentence could be said, Murong Yichuan blew out the light, then picked up Wanruo and ran directly to the bed

Murong Yichuan put Wanruo on the bed, and then tore Wanruo's clothes little by little, as if he wanted to struggle, but he left too little

"Lord Wang, is this the only thing between us?" As if asking coldly, she felt that Murong Yichuan's domineering was an insult to herself

Murong Yichuan hugged his delicate body and said coldly; "You are my wife, you should do what a wife should do, what do you say is the relationship between you and that man during the day?"

It's like saying coldly; "I have already said that there is innocence between us, and if you continue to humiliate me like this, I would rather die in front of you." As if he was speaking, he tried his best to break free of Murong Yichuan, but Murong Yichuan hugged her tightly

"Do you love me or not?" Murong Yichuan asked again

It's like silence, silence

As if she didn't know what to say, she was also asking herself, do you love this man, is this domineering* man the person she loves? The first meeting with Zhongli Wenjun on the street corner when the snowflakes always appeared in front of her eyes, and she seemed to have understood that what she really loved was Zhongli Wenjun, not her husband.

Murong Yichuan saw that he seemed to be silent, and he was immediately angry

"Is it so hard to love me? Or do you already have a heart? Say it quickly. Murong Yichuan held the soft nipples in both hands,

It's as if it's still silent, silent

Murong Yichuan was a little angry, but the * in his body was already blazing

Murong Yichuan didn't ask anymore, he rode on Wanruo's body, and said fiercely Whether you love me or not, you are my Murong Yichuan's woman, and no one can get you, including long live today, you have to remember that you Dongfang is my Murong Yichuan's princess.

No matter how Murong Yichuan moved, it seemed to be passively accepting

It's like always being silent.,Only occasionally when ** will can't help but moan twice.

Murong Yichuan tossed the East like a toss*, and only let go when he was exhausted, and at that time he was already exhausted and weak

It was like the cold coat was finally stripped off after the crazy **, and she lay weakly in Murong Yichuan's arms,

Murong Yichuan felt that the woman in his arms at this moment was no longer a sand dune under the iceberg, but a soft flame.

"How can you believe that Wen Jun and I are innocent?" It seems to be weak

Murong Yichuan's fingers swept over the silky skin, and said; "If you love me, I will believe in you."

"Do you love me, then? Have you ever taken into account my feelings at Sister Xuanxuan's grave, is it only at this moment that we are husband and wife? As if he said it, he couldn't help but have tears in his eyes

Murong Yichuan was stunned for a moment, yes, what did he think of the woman in his arms? I always ask others to love me, but how much do I love this woman? What qualifications do you have to ask others to say that you love yourself, a domineering Fu Wang Chitose, but in the face of love, he can't be domineering.

Murong Yichuan was silent for a long time before saying that I will give you all the things that I deserve as a woman of Murong Yichuan.

After saying that, he imprinted a fiery kiss on Wanruo's body.