"That's right! You are already the crown princess of the Xia Kingdom, even if it is not, it is impossible for us, haha" Jiang Chiyan laughed wildly, and his smile was a little poignant.

He knew he had always known that he was her uncle! How could he possibly have anything with her? Nor can there be anything? But Weishenme himself couldn't help liking her, he couldn't help caring about her, he had liked her since he first met her twelve years ago, even though he didn't know what love was at that time.

But he really can't forget her, and fate puts his life and death in her hands, what choice can he make?

Yao Muzixi broke free of his grip fiercely, glanced at his painful expression, his half-covered silver-white mask exuded a faint sadness, three thousand green silks scattered behind him, shoulders, his eyes were cold and piercing.

"How do you know about me? What exactly do you have to do with me? Yao Muzixi's eyes were full of anger, how much did this man know about her?

"It doesn't matter if you don't know about my relationship with you, because you don't have to know at all. As long as you stay here, nothing will matter to you. Jiang Chiyan glanced at the woman who was glaring at him angrily, he didn't know if he could keep her, since she didn't want to, he could only take it by force.

"Don't you think, I'm not going to stay here." Yao Muzixi looked at the man in front of him who seemed to be out of control, and protested loudly.

"You don't count." Jiang Chiyan looked at her, a wicked smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and walked towards Yao Muzixi step by step.

Jiang Chiyan came to Yao Muzixi's side, picked her up with a big hand, and then slammed her on the bed, leaned down, and began to kiss her on the lips.

Although Yao Muzixi knew that he would only unexpectedly want to take advantage of himself every time, he didn't feel as cold and disgusted as this time. Yao Muzixi struggled to push him away, but even though a little woman used all her strength, she still couldn't push the crazy man away.

Yao Muzixi had to bear this man's recklessness towards herself, her eyes slowly closed, and a crystal tear slipped down from the corner of her eye, she only felt that her heart was cold, so cold. A man who has never even seen his true face has imposed demands on herself repeatedly and four times, and she really hates this feeling.

Jiang Chiyan kissed the woman under him affectionately, but he felt that he couldn't kiss enough kisses, and he wanted to get her, and he wanted to. The person I have loved for so many years is now in front of my eyes, how can I not be moved? How can you not feel itchy?

Jiang Chiyan seemed to be deeply immersed in her request, he kissed her eyes lightly, kissed her tears, and whispered softly: "You are mine." Then slowly, he only felt that her little mouth was so sweet that people couldn't bear to leave, and once again occupied her lips, without the previous madness and rudeness, just gently put his tongue into her mouth, entangled with her tongue.

Feeling that the person under him didn't react at all, just let him kiss him, he only felt a burst of irritability, and his heart was even more unhappy, was she rejecting herself with silence? But the more you refuse, the more I want to get it. Without saying anything, he stretched out his hand to Yao Muzixi's neck, opened her collar, and bit her neck directly.

Yao Muzixi's neck was cold, his eyes were wide and closed in a daze, he looked at the man in front of him, and the past reproduced in his mind, what kind of demon was that, that day, after the emperor of Chu killed Ouyang Haonan, he also threw himself on the bed and wanted to do bad things to himself. I can't forget the face of that person, like a demon, it is fiercely entangled in my mind.

He weishenme wants to be so cruel to let himself try this feeling again, it is despair, it is hate, it hurts to the heart. In this life, she swore not to give up if she didn't kill Chu Tianhong.

"You're not resisting?" Jiang Chiyan noticed the faint indifference in Yao Muzixi's eyes, and his heart was cold in vain.

Yao Muzixi was just immersed in his own pain, completely forgetting where he was, his eyes were gloomy, as if he had lost his soul. Seeing that she ignored her, Jiang Chiyan snorted lightly and continued the movements in his hands, leaving strawberries around her neck, just wanting to eat her clean.

There was a creak, and the door was pushed open.

Jiang Chiyan's eyes moved, and he was secretly frightened: "Go out." He continued with his movements, not thinking about anything else at all.

"Let him go." The man's elegant voice came. said that it was too late, it was fast, and the man in white slashed over with a palm wind, which happened to hit Jiang Chiyan in the back.

There was a pain in his back, and a touch of blood overflowed from his mouth, Jiang Chiyan suffered from this palm in pain, and suddenly felt that his heart was cracked, and he was pushed aside by that palm. He turned his head to look at the person who attacked him in front of the door, it was a well-dressed man in white, he didn't know this person, but he knew that it was Yao Muzixi beside him who he asked him to let go.

Jiang Chiyan looked at the man and sat up with difficulty, that palm did not use ten percent of his strength, but also eight or ninety, otherwise how could he be injured and even sit up? The hookah walked towards Jiang Chiyan from behind the door, her eyes were full of tears, but she couldn't blame him, she loved him, and her heart really hurt when she saw him treat another woman so closely. But she couldn't sit idly by with him, because she loved him.

"This slap is for the princess, no matter who you are, if you treat the crown princess of our Xia Kingdom like this, you must die." Xia Xifeng flashed and appeared next to Jiang Chiyan's bed, looking at the man on the bed fiercely, and his tone was indescribably vicious.

After Xia Xifeng finished speaking, he stretched out a hand to pinch Jiang Chiyan's neck, glanced at the woman with messy clothes on the bed, his heart hurt fiercely, and the strength in his hand became bigger.

The hookah grabbed Xia Xifeng's sleeve, tears overflowed on his face, and he pleaded: "Third prince, I promised that I would just take the princess, please don't kill him, don't ......"

Xia Xifeng glanced at the hookah, and continued to turn his head and glared at Jiang Chiyan fiercely, the strength in his hand getting bigger and bigger.

The hookah pulled out a knife from his bosom and cried to his neck: "If the third prince wants to kill him, kill me first." ”

"You think I won't dare kill you?" A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Xia Xifeng's eyes, and he said angrily.

"Please, I brought you in, and only I can take you out, otherwise we can only bury together." Shisha said, and put the knife on the neck of Yao Muzixi, who was motionless on the bed, but when she saw the red marks on her neck, her heart couldn't help but hurt badly.

"You're threatening me?" Xia Xifeng let go of Jiang Chiyan's hand, came to the hookah's side at a very fast speed, knocked down the knife in her hand, and pushed her aside.

Xia Xifeng no longer looked at Jiang Chiyan and the hookah, but gently picked up Yao Muzixi's clothes neatly, picked her up, and walked out the door.