In the room, Wang's fingers trembled, and then he opened his eyes violently, and his golden pupils seemed to be about to devour the world, and his face was still a little pale, with a sickly beauty.

He tried to move his arms, but was held down by the man next to him, and he turned his head, chuckled, hugged her, and kissed her on the forehead. The evil said, "Agree to my request and be willing to be by my side for the rest of your life, this is the promise you gave me." ”

He hugged her tightly, and the person in his arms was not very peaceful, and his head rubbed against his arms, and he found a more comfortable position to sleep. The corners of her mouth were hooked, as if she was dreaming something.

The king chuckled as he watched her movements, and put his hand over her hair.

He looked at her as if he were looking at a rare treasure, and he would not take his eyes off a single step, or rather, she was more precious than a rare treasure.

Time faded and the sky began to white.

The king put a mark on her forehead and stroked her cheek. He got up, put on his boots, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Wang Duan sat on the high seat of the hall, and the sense of oppression filled the entire hall, and the atmosphere was tense.

The king played with his hair, turned his fingertips in circles, and looked wickedly at the night sacrifice kneeling on the ground.

"Night sacrifice, have you caught it?" The king's eyes were like needles, piercing straight into the heart of the night sacrifice.

The general of the night sacrifice bowed his head, "Go back to my king, I have been caught." ”

"According to the regulations, it should be thrown directly into the black water." Wang Feng said lightly. The guards around him broke out in a cold sweat.

"Yes, my king."

"Then throw it in." The back of the king's hand was on his forehead.

"Yes." The Night Priest replied.

The king got down from his high seat and went to the room.

She shrunk her shoulders and groped her hands beside her, when suddenly a question exploded in her mind, what about Wang? She snapped her eyes open and sat up. His eyes swept around sharply, but there was no shadow of the king.

She was anxious. Where has the king gone? Where is the king?

Flustered, she didn't know what to do, and sat on the bed with her hands over her head. What about the king? Obviously he was still here last night, how could he not see it?

Maybe the king woke up and just walked around, she thought, but she couldn't convince herself.

When I got out of bed, I didn't even put on my shoes, so I went out.

As soon as she went out, she saw a man in a moon-white costume walking over, and at this moment, she forgot her heartbeat.

This man is not a king, who else can he be?

She froze in place and watched the king come towards her.

The king stood in front of her, looked at her with a frown, and said, "Why did you come out without shoes?" ”

She seemed to be awakened, threw herself on the king, and cried out.

"Wang, it's really you...... I thought it was ...... I thought it was ......"

Her tears wet the king's fine clothes, and she hugged the king tightly.

"I thought you were gone, I'm so scared...... I'm so scared you're gone...... I can't find you in my room, do you know how scared I am......"

"I thought it was just a phantom standing there, and I was so scared that if I touched you, you would disappear, do you know? How many times have I dreamed of you in the past few days, but not once, when I touch you, you disappear, I'm so scared......"

The king stroked her hair and heard her weep in his bosom.

"King, don't do that again, okay......"

"Go get something to eat." The king put one hand on her chin and wiped away her tears with the other.

When she heard the king say this, she sniffled and nodded pitifully.

The king looked at her and said, "Go in and put on your boots." ”

She looked down at her feet. Although it was summer, the floor was so cold that her feet were red.

She nodded, trotted two steps into the room, put on her shoes, and then walked up to the king, rubbed her eyes, and said, "Get dressed." Then he seemed to think that something should be added, so he learned from them to say, "My king." ”

The king took her hand and walked towards the hall.

In the hall, the overhead lights shine, like moonlight sprinkled on the body, which is very reassuring, and the entire hall is in a moon-white tone. I don't know where the music came from, melodious and soft.

They entered, and the guards at the door and the maids in the hall knelt down, and the only sound of the heartbeats of the guards and maids and the sound of gems colliding against the floor could be heard in the large hall.

The night festival general stood guard in front of the hall door, knelt down on one knee, touched his right shoulder with his left hand, and said respectfully, "My king." ”

In the center of the hall was a table, long, long, covered with a moon-white tablecloth.

The moon-white hall, with four pillars encrusted with precious stones, carved with reliefs of incredible beauty. There were two rows of maids standing in the hall, kneeling on the ground and not daring to move, even breathing carefully.

Wang Yuan pulled her to the upper seat and sat down. She stood on the sidelines, not knowing what to do.

Because there is only one chair on the upper seat, it is difficult to let her make one with Wang, it would be too petty! But could it be that it was better for her to squat or stand?

The maid who was standing by was about to move a chair, when the king put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap and sat down. She panicked and put her arms around the king's neck.

The Night Sacrifice General took these into his eyes, and there was no change on the surface, and his fair cheeks became even paler, as if he had a serious illness.

The Night Priest General got up, the maid pulled out her chair, and the Night Priest General sat down.

Obviously, such soft music was playing, but the atmosphere at this time was so weird that the maids and guards on the side did not dare to look up.

The king held her in one hand and picked up the goblet in the other, and the maid next to her hurriedly picked up the wine bottle, carefully poured it into the wine glass, and then walked up to the night priest general and poured wine into the glass.

The dark blue liquid, bewitching, and fascinating.

Wang took a sip of wine, lifted her chin, kissed her red lips, and poured the liquid into her mouth.

She didn't react and almost choked.

On the other side, the Night Sacrifice General tried his best to ignore it, but his fists clenched unconsciously, and his knuckles turned white.

The king left her lips and said with a wicked smile, "It still tastes good." ”

When she heard the king say this, her cheeks flushed. I could only cough lightly to hide my embarrassment.

As soon as she turned her face, she saw that the Night Sacrifice General was tasting wine alone as if he hadn't seen her, and for some reason, she suddenly felt very uncomfortable in her heart, as if her heart was blocked by something.

The king watched her stare at the Night Sacrifice General's hand and pinched her chin, she withdrew her gaze in pain, and the king immediately kissed her, a crazy kiss, a punitive kiss, and he bit her lip and sucked her blood. It hurt so much that she snorted.

She shoved in his arms, and the king let go and glared at her. She covered her red and swollen lips and didn't dare to go to the Night Festival again......

It was only a table away, but she felt that they were far away, as far as the stars in the sky, as far as the distance between the sky and the bottom of the sea.