Jingluan was silent, and the air around him froze into ice. After a long time, he was the first to break the silence of suppression: "Although I am a prince, my mother is a palace maid of another country who was taken captive in the war. His voice is ruthless and indifferent, reminiscent of the upright and resilient poplar on the Gobi Desert, "Because of my mother, I have a low status and have never been favored, and I often become the object of venting my anger and resentment by my father and brother." The Adam's apple rolled, his chin bowed, and his voice was still very dull, "The scars on this body are like this." "I don't need to say it too clearly, I have already understood each other at this time.

Puya suddenly regretted her previous fiery revenge, she was a sensual person, her love and hate were as hot and fierce as the white, but scorching desert sun washed by years of wind and sand! She didn't know that this prince from Han had such a miserable past, and she actually wanted such an innocent and pitiful person to bear the revenge on her sister...... What a sinful thing this must be!

However, she soon felt relieved, and in this way, it was probably a good thing for him that she had raised an army to completely destroy his father's kingdom......

"Huh." The thoughts here are fluctuating, and Jingluan traces all the way along the dusty memories that have been lifted, hooking his lips and smiling.

Pu Ya turned his eyes to see that there was a bit of decadence in the trace of laughter floating between his plain white face: "Actually, here and in the palace of the old country, there is no difference to me. "Anyway, one is in the name of a prince, but the essence of a slave; One is the name of a slave and the essence of a slave! At the end of his words, he sighed, fluttering like a thin wind over a tree.

Puya's heart suddenly had a hundred flavors, this man from Han Land seemed to have a strong attraction, this attraction was like a poison to her, almost deadly! Is it common for all women to have an inexplicable attachment to the man who has possessed their body, especially the man who is fortunate enough to accept his first dedication? Xiao Jingluan seems to have too many secrets on her body, she wants to explore, she wants to understand them all, and she understands them all!

At this time, the queen retreated from all the edges that should be, and recalled another ontological self inside, a woman's own self. With such a gentle pulse and gentle posture, if he was looked at at by someone who didn't know, he would definitely think that she was his most intimate and ambiguous lover...... Slender Su fingered away the hollowed-out golden flower finger cover, and gently stroked the hideous old wounds on his back little by little, large and small, vertical and horizontal, and different shades, each time he seemed to be able to empathize with the suffering of body and mind.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think that maybe this seemingly arrogant queen in the depths of the desert was actually kind in her heart.

She whispered to him, "Shellfish are found in oceans, rivers, or desert oases, wherever there is water and mud. If there are tiny grains of sand that enter the open and closed shells of the mussels through the cracks, they will weep and wrap the fine sand. Then, with life as the conception, the sand grains are turned into their own parts, and zuihou condenses into brilliant pearls in their bodies, and there will be no more dust and sand than the brilliance of pearls. ”

Her boneless softness rubbed and clung up from his waist, gently encircled him, and pressed her chin under his neck: "Returnee from afar, my prince of the desert......" she called him, turning her body to the side as she spoke, and looking at him fixedly, "Take these miserable past as a catastrophe and rush out." On the day when your body and mind are completely out of prison, you will surely be able to harvest the most beautiful pearls condensed with the power of life! "It's still soft, but it's the most tenacious.

Jing Luan raised his eyes suddenly, and between his eyes, he had such an unbelievable and inexplicable feeling for the queen in front of him! It wasn't that she had given him a thin glimmer of warmth after destroying his homeland and taking him captive, but that he couldn't believe that the queen would say such a thing to himself...... Crazy, absolutely insane!

But every trace of her eyes was so clear, like the purest crystal, and she made you feel that every bit of suspicion that even just a gossamer was sinful for her! Soon, there was a complex precipitation in his gaze when he looked at her, and his thoughts were intertwined, and he couldn't speak.

Entanglement, love and hate, conspiracy and calculation, sincerity and falsehood, turmoil and determination, everything, he can't speak, he can't speak......