Chapter Seventy-One: The Concubine and the Subordinates
The moment he was taken into his arms, Ye Zitong did not hesitate at all, curled up his legs and kicked him fiercely with his knees, Chu Yatian hissed in pain and bent down.
"I'm Chu Litian's woman, Fourth Prince, you understand this, if it's spring, go to your concubines, don't get nervous in front of me, otherwise, next time I won't spare you so lightly! Hum! ”
Chu Yatian raised his head slowly, and there was a masochistic smile on his face: "It's really funny, you woman, I'm going to decide!" ”
"What if you're decided? If you want it, will I give it to you?! Why do you always think about good things? Ye Zitong was on fire all over, it was not enough for her to see Chu Litian making love with other women, but also to be eaten tofu by his fellow brothers, it was enough!
Chu Yatian endured the pain, pressed her on the twilight pillar engraved with flying dragons, and pressed her legs with strong and powerful legs, so that she would not give him another sudden blow, and reached out to pinch Ye Zitong's chin, making her raise her head: "If I ask the eighth brother for you, the eighth brother may not refuse to let me, but this king has always disliked forced things, this king wants you to fall in love with me willingly!" Haha......" Chu Yatian laughed, as if he had already obtained Ye Zitong.
"Since I am willing, why do the four princes still imprison me?" Ye Zitong smiled coldly, "Don't you think your words are very inconsistent with what you did?" ”
"Who made your red lips so charming...... There is also this small waist, bumpy ass, and slender jade legs...... Let this king can't control himself after seeing it, this king is determined today! ”
Ye Zitong narrowed her eyes, she had endured enough! Even if her strength is not as good as this man's, she still has mana! As soon as her eyes were closed, and while she was contemplating her luck, the beam above her head suddenly fell, and Chu Yatian pulled her to flash quickly, but the gazebo collapsed in an instant, and dust was scattered.
Ye Zitong shook off Chu Yatian's hand and said coldly: "Although I don't know what you are thinking or thinking, but I advise you to use your brain less, I am a medicine man now, as long as I carry poison, you will be hopeless." ”
Looking at Chu Yatian's puzzled eyes, Ye Zitong took the initiative to come up: "Since the fourth prince wants to kiss my lips so much, then I'm not welcome." ”
With that, she lowered her head to seal his lips.
Chu Yatian subconsciously stepped back, gritting his teeth and looking nine points similar to Chu Litian: "Count you ruthless!" What are the merits of Chu Litian that make you obsessed? ”
"Infatuation? I've never had a crush on him, you two are the same thing, I've seen it for a long time. ”
"Hmph, one day I'll let you be my woman willingly!"
"Then the fourth prince, you should work hard, I am waiting for that day to come." Ye Zitong straightened up and smiled brightly.
Seeing Chu Yatian leave, Ye Zitong took a sip and scolded: "It's really unlucky." ”
When she turned around and was about to leave, she suddenly met Chu Litian's eyes, who were looking at her not far away.
He stood with his hands in his hands, dressed in white, standing in the corridor not far away and looking at her, his eyes were as light as water, like night ink, his expression was ruthless and desireless, and he didn't know if it was too far away to see it really, Ye Zitong's illusion was that his eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
jumped over lightly and stood in front of him, still showing a proud look: "What? Did you find an excuse to explain? ”
"I have sex with my concubine, so I don't have to explain it to you." As if he didn't want to see her again, he turned around, and the pale blonde hairband tied around his head swept across her face, as if giving her a heavy slap.
Ye Zitong flickered, and his eyes turned cold: "Really?" Even if you explain, I won't listen, so be it. ”
Passing by him, he was extremely disappointed and was about to leave, but behind him came his slightly questioning words in a raised tone: "It's been so long, you still can't forget Chu Yatian." ”
"What are you talking about?" Ye Zitong turned around impatiently, met his extremely distrustful gaze, and suddenly felt that Yiqi's explanation seemed so pale and powerless, "You can think whatever you like, it has nothing to do with me!" ”
"Huh." He smiled coldly, turned around, and gradually disappeared from her sight.
Before she got married, Ye Zitong's love for the fourth prince Chu Yatian was well known, how could Chu Litian not know, and even this woman was their brother's joke before, he had always had a taboo in his heart, but he saw that she and Chu Yatian had never gotten along, and saw that she instigated her to deal with Chu Yatian, so he relaxed, but who knew that he saw the scene of the two hugging and kissing each other, and the previous relief turned into a trace of suspicion, wondering if the two of them had been putting on a show in order to hide people's eyes.
The relationship between the two is like the moon in the mirror, he doesn't know whether it's true or not.
On the other side, Dead Muyan, who was driven back in front of the minions, was extremely resentful, and her hatred for Ye Zitong increased a little, but her beauty and IQ could not compare to her, so she could only climb on the table and cry.
The two maids she brought with her went out to play, and Wang Ziyue was the only one left in the courtyard, and when she heard her crying sadly in the house, she stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Concubine Fang, what's wrong with you?" ”
"Don't bother me! Go away! ”
"Dead wood side concubine, no matter what, the body is important, crying hurts your vitality, don't cry, just say anything about it."
"It's all said to let you go away!"
"Ziyue doesn't dare to walk away, Deadwood Side Concubine, you are depressed, what if you do something you can't think of? If there is anything you can tell Ziyue, Ziyue believes that there is no knot in this world that cannot be untied, if you want to say it......"
"Come in." Deadwood Yan's voice seemed to calm down a bit.
The prince was stunned, pushed open the door and walked in.
Dead Muyan sat on the four-legged chair of the pear wood round stool, staggering and drinking, her cheeks flushed, and her appearance was charming with a little intoxication, Wang Ziyue suddenly didn't know if she should go in.
Dead Muyan raised her eyelids, and from her eyes, Wang Ziyue realized that she was drunk: "Concubine Fang, why do you drink so much?" Don't drink it, if you drink too much, it will hurt your body. ”
As he spoke, he walked over to snatch her wine glass, but Dead Muyan's hand covered his hand and pouted like a child: "No, I ...... I'm going to drink, I'm going to drink! Don't stop me! ”
"This concubine is not in good health, so don't drink it." Wang Ziyue snatched the wine jug from her hand, and at this time, the courtesy of the master and servant was waived.
"Side concubine, prince...... Did you bully you? ”
"You...... Sit down and have two drinks with me. Deadwood Yan pulled Wang Ziyue to sit down, "You said this wine, why did I drink so much...... Can't you get drunk...... Hehe...... This is why ......" Dead Muyan's face was extremely bad at this time, and the clothes on her body were also a little loose, and the dignified and beautiful side concubine in the past was like a drunkard at this time.
"Concubine Fang, you are already drunk, is there anything bothering?" Wang Ziyue asked softly, his tone was extremely gentle, close to Deadwood's ear, and the heat from his lips made Deadwood's throat enjoy it a little.
"...... you say" Deadwood Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at him, a pair of big watery eyes charming and affectionate, "Am I beautiful?" ”
Wang Ziyue He had suffered such a thing, he swallowed his saliva and said: "Beautiful, the side concubine is the most beautiful woman the villain has ever seen, and the first time the little one saw the side concubine, he felt that the side concubine was as beautiful as that fairy." ”
Deadwood Yan giggled, her smile was as presumptuous as a child with sugar, she reached out and stroked Wang Ziyue's face, and sneered: "How many women do you know?" Let's just say that I am the most beautiful woman, the eighth princess, she ...... Isn't it much prettier than me? ”
Wang Ziyue thought about it seriously: "The eighth princess is indeed very beautiful, very generous, very kind, and has a good personality. ”
Deadwood Yan's eyebrows suddenly sharpened: "Why?" Why you all love her! She obviously didn't do anything! I...... I'm the most pitiful! ”
"Concubine Fang, you listen to the villain's words."
"Although the princess is good in everything, but because she is too perfect, she doesn't look like a real person, although the side concubine is not as good as her, but she is still very charming, if ...... If you let the villain marry, the villain will choose the side concubine instead of the eighth princess! ”
"You...... You're just a poor scholar who wants to marry us......"
Wang Ziyue was a little embarrassed: "The villain is just ...... Just think about it......"
"My look...... This body, if it is not loved by a man, it is useless......" As she spoke, Deadwood Yan stared at Wang Ziyue, staggered to his feet, walked in front of him, and raised a coquettish smile, "You...... Want me? ”
Wang Ziyue's face was flushed, and he held back for a long time before he nodded vigorously, this is a matter of losing his head, but as soon as he felt the feminine breath on Dead Muyan's body, her beautiful appearance, and her snow-white skin were crystal clear, Wang Ziyue's brain was completely out of his control.
The green shirts and robes were sprinkled all over the ground, and tenderness and sweetness filled the whole house, and the originally cool and cheerful room became hot......
Ye Zitong, who returned to his residence from the pavilion, remembered Chu Litian's wooden expression when the dead wood swallow was attached to Chu Litian's body, and now it was very strange to think about it, and Chu Litian didn't seem to know what was going on at all.
His kind of character, when she caught it, he didn't admit it, and it didn't look like his style, so he blamed her for being too impulsive at the time, and he didn't carefully study what was going on.
It seems that Dead Muyan made a ghost, she has to ask clearly, otherwise she has wronged Chu Litian in vain, wouldn't it be a sow of discord?
After walking a few steps, Ye Zitong came to Dead Muyan's room, and just wanted to knock on the door, he heard an ambiguous breath coming from inside, and couldn't help but stop, pushing open a crack in the door and looking inside.