Prince Sumeng walked to the table, spread out a piece of rice paper, picked up a brush and looked at it, wanted to write without ink, turned around and saw Qin Xingyi sitting on the chair in a big way, and said, "Come here, don't sit there and play music, you know your current identity!" This prince accepted you as a personal maid, which is to lift you, why don't you hurry up and come over and wait for grinding? ”

"Can't you grind yourself?" Qin Xingyi refused to give in and asked stubbornly.

"Huh! Is it really the other way around? What are you, how should you call the master as a subordinate, and do you still need this prince to teach you? "Prince Sumeng felt that if he couldn't even submit to a girl, what ability would he have to be the king of Tanjiang in the future?

Qin Xingyi sighed, after taking the antidote, she felt very uncomfortable, sleepy, and wanted to sit on the chair to sleep, but she was disturbed by Prince Sumeng, and she was worried about the title, and then she realized that she was currently in a master-servant relationship with each other, so she had to change her name and say: "Your Royal Highness Prince, you have also seen it, my hands are tied with iron chains, and it is inconvenient to do things, unless you let go of me." ”

Prince Su Meng tensed up for a moment, Qin Xingyi's reason for proposing to loosen the tie was that there was another intention? If she wants to escape, or find an opportunity to capture herself, it will be difficult, so it is better to bluff her with words first, and say: "It's not impossible to let go of you, as long as you promise not to have other crooked thoughts." ”

Qin Xingyi shook her head, trying to keep herself awake, and replied, "What crooked thoughts?" Only you can mess up your crooked mind! ”

"Really? Since you say so, this prince should be the only one to do it, and he will do something wrong with you, so let's go to bed? Prince Sumeng asked with a wicked smile, stood up, walked to Qin Xingyi's side, pulled up the iron chains tied around her wrists, and picked her up.

Qin Xingyi was shocked and angry, frightened, sleepy, the poisonous wound on her left shoulder was faintly painful, she gritted her teeth, and pushed her two feet desperately, so that the chain on her ankle made a crisp collision sound, and screamed hysterically: "Don't touch me, don't touch me!" ”

"It's kind of interesting! Does it work for the little girl to struggle wildly? Prince Su Meng had no pity for the jade, he only had the heart of playing and bullying Qin Xingyi, remembering that her body had not been completely poisoned, and he couldn't have fun with her in a hurry.

Prince Sumeng walked to the table with Qin Xingyi in his arms, sat down on the chair again, put Qin Xingyi on his lap, hugged her soft waist with one hand, rubbed her long black hair with the other, and asked, "If I don't touch you, it's a daydream!" Do you still have a choice? ”

"Shameless!" Qin Xingyi struggled weakly, the effect of the antidote was very strong, and she still felt that her whole body was soft.

Prince Su Meng was thick-skinned, and poked Qin Xingyi's slightly black and purple lips due to poisoning with his hand, and wanted to kiss it, but he was afraid that she would be poisoned herself before the remaining poison was cleared, so he asked jokingly: "Say, are you obedient and obedient to this prince to grind, or let's go to bed and have some love?" ”

"I ...... I'd rather die! Qin Xingyi closed her eyes helplessly, a tear rolled down from her eyelids, thinking that she might really be said by Lord Fu, and she would never see Xuanyuan Mingyu again.

Prince Sumeng laughed loudly and said, "Okay, do you want to die?" This prince fulfills you! How do you want to die? ”

"I ...... Biting your tongue and killing yourself! Qin Xingyi felt uncomfortable being held in the arms of Prince Sumeng, if she let herself choose a way to die, now that her hands and feet are chained, the only way she can do it is probably this way.

The smile on Prince Sumeng's face suddenly retracted, and he hated his toothache, why did Qin Xingyi and Xuanyuan Mingyu tell their hearts so inexhaustibly when they were together, and when they were with themselves, they had to bite their tongues and commit suicide! What is the rationale for this? Could it be that he is 108,000 miles away from Xuanyuan Mingyu?

Prince Su Meng's anger rose, and he suddenly threw Qin Xingyi's body on the ground, and said angrily: "Okay! Don't regret it! Seeing how this prince dealt with Xuanyuan Mingyu, he sent someone to put hundreds of cow hair needles on him, telling him to survive and not die! ”

Qin Xingyi was shocked, he was tormented by the poison with just two cow hair needles in his body, if Xuanyuan Mingyu was stabbed with hundreds of cow hair needles, how painful would it be? He must not have waited for these poisonous needles to be pierced and he will be poisoned to death!

Qin Xingyi thought that Xuanyuan Mingyu would die so tragically, how could she bear it in her heart! Since this reunion, I am really sorry for what I have done to Xuanyuan Mingyu again and again!

Life and death are the most painful things! Especially for people you love and hate!

Qin Xingyi fell to the ground, couldn't help but tears flowed down, and muttered: "The surname is Su, you are so vicious!" I won't let you go! ”

Prince Sumeng laughed, feeling that Qin Xingyi was so happy that he was abused by himself and cried! He understood that Xuanyuan Mingyu was equivalent to Qin Xingyu's weakness, and he would be paralyzed when he twisted it, and he would try it out in a hundred ways! He decided to continue to do the same until Qin Xingyi was completely obedient to him.

Prince Sumeng took a step back for the time being, slowed down his tone, and ordered, "What the hell? As long as you are obedient, Prince Ben will not dispose of Xuanyuan Mingyu for the time being, and let him live for a few more days. ”

"You talk counts?" Qin Xingyi raised her tear-stained face and asked helplessly.

Prince Su Meng pretended to be quite sincere, bent down and stretched out his hands to pull the iron chains on Qin Xingyi's hands, and said, "Tigress, can't you see it? This prince just wants you to be a personal maid and do some chores, you won't even be able to do such a small job as grinding, right? Get up for me and grind it! ”

Qin Xingyi is so helpless! Under the rough pull of Prince Sumeng, she barely stood up, saw a glass of water on the table, picked up the cup with trembling hands, poured the water from the cup into the inkstone, and began to grind.

Prince Su Meng held the other end of the iron chain in his hand, sat on the chair in a big way, and watched Qin Xingyi standing beside the table grinding aggrievedly, feeling that he had never been satisfied, and finally subdued this woman!

Qin Xingyi cried silently while grinding, and her eyes fell into the inkstone and were ground into ink.

The more Prince Su Meng looked at it, the more embarrassed he felt, it was obvious that Qin Xingyi's mind had not been completely conquered, and he still needed to add firewood to the fire in order to completely and completely burn the soil into bricks!

Prince Su Meng suddenly played a prank, and suddenly pulled the iron chain on Qin Xingyi's wrist, pulled her whole person over, forced her to kneel in front of him, and shouted: "Okay, this ink is enough, your work is done, this prince will reward you well!" ”

Qin Xingyi didn't watch out for the unexpected change, his hands were black when he was splashed with ink, he stumbled under his feet, and crawled in front of Prince Sumeng, kneeling there, a little dizzy, and asked, "What is the reward?" Are you going to let me go? ”

"Haha, dream on you! This prince's personal girl, this identity is very suitable for you! Prince Ben just wants to follow the example of the ancients and give you a thrush, don't waste so much ink! ”

Prince Sumeng said, grabbed the brush and scribbled on Qin Xingyi's face, where is the thrush? It's a mess of ink paintings! spoiled the beautiful artistic conception of the ancients.

Qin Xingyi had no choice but to let Prince Sumeng mess around, thinking that it would be better to paint himself ugly, lest Prince Sumeng have crooked thoughts.

Prince Sumeng scribbled on Qin Xingyi's face, turning a beautiful face into an ugly eight, feeling very comfortable, still unsatisfied, grabbed Qin Xingyi's hands, pushed her down on the table, and said: "Come on, don't think that this prince spoils you, you can climb to the throne of the prince and concubine, this prince is not interested in your cheap body!" ”

Qin Xingyi's injured back shoulder was rudely slammed into the table, causing her to frown in pain, and asked, "Then you still don't let go of me?" ”

Prince Su Meng just let Qin Xingyi lie flat on his back on the table, re-laid the rice paper on the other side of the table, held a brush, and said with a wicked smile: "Let go of you?" Don't you want to hear what you care about? ”

Qin Xingyi had no choice but to lie still patiently, endure a burst of dizziness, and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Don't make noise! Prince Ben is going to get down to business! Now write to my father an urgent letter concerning the matter of peace. Prince Sumeng seemed to be getting serious, and took up a pen to write on rice paper.

When Qin Xingyi heard about his relatives, he immediately calmed down and shouted, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, how are you going to write this letter?" ”

Prince Su Meng held the brush stick in his tooth, reached out and pinched Qin Xingyi's little flower face that was messed up with ink, and comforted: "Don't worry, the letter written by this prince will not mention you, let alone make your multiple identities public, you can rest assured that you will be the personal girl of this prince." ”

"Can you be serious?" Qin Xingyi lay on the table and tried her best to twist her head, and at the same time used her hands to push Prince Sumeng's wanton thin fingers on her face.

Prince Su Meng seemed to have become accustomed to Qin Xingyi's senseless resistance, grabbed the iron chain on her wrist and dragged it above her head, easily eliminating her resistance, and pretending to suddenly realize: "Serious? Do you care what Prince Ben would say about Xuanyuan Mingyu in his letters? ”

"Yes." Qin Xingyi replied affirmatively that she cared about Xuanyuan Mingyu's affairs and didn't need to hide it from anyone.

"You still care about yourself! Because you have made a mistake again, you will be punished by the family law of this royal palace! ”

"What did I do wrong? There is no excuse for the sin you want to add! I am not a slave of your royal family, why should I be punished by your royal family law? ”

A little evil look appeared on Prince Sumeng's face, and he said, "You have forgotten what to call your master again, what kind of system do you have?" As for whether you are a slave of this royal mansion, this matter is easy to handle, as long as the county magistrate sends you a verdict. ”