Wan Yao looked away, looked at the ground, and said in a decent manner: "It's the big grandmother, oh no, it's the queen mother who dislikes me and I am a dancer from Luoxiangju, so I justified myself, although my profession is looked down upon, but I don't steal, I don't rob, and there is nothing wrong with making money by my own ability, I am self-reliant, happy and comfortable, but the queen mother was angry, and I had to find a doctor to identify whether I was a virgin." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info But the emperor is the father of several children, why do you have to force me to be a virgin? Wanyao didn't care, but Wanyao felt that this wasn't clearly slapping my father-in-law in the face, and if she hurt the harmony of the two families, she wouldn't be able to do it, so she couldn't die, which made the queen mother even more angry. ”

The Empress Dowager glared at Wan Yao angrily and said, "What did you hear from her?" Don't say the strong words, in the end, do you still think about the mourning family? The mourning family is not your queen mother, and the mourning family can't afford your title. Yuwen Hu has raised a good daughter, so sharp-tongued and eloquent. Yong'er, the mourning family is not nosy, your own concubine will discipline herself, if the mourning family stays in Jinmoju again, I am afraid that before the end of this year, I will have to see your father last year. After saying that, she flicked her sleeves and walked out of Jinmoju, and Mrs. Feng hurriedly followed, supported the Empress Dowager and left together.

Mrs. Xue blessed Yuwen Yong, snorted coldly, and went out together.

Seeing this situation, the emperor will definitely not be able to spare Wanyao. Wanyao has a fierce temperament, refuses to give in, and if something happens again, she stays in the palace and doesn't dare to leave, not wanting Yu Wenyong to shout: "Get out." ”

The frightened Li'er's heart trembled a little, she looked at Wan Yao, who was still kneeling on the ground, and shook her head at Wan Yao, meaning to endure it, and then took Mo Yi and other maids out and closed the door.

In the dormitory, Yu Wenyong and Wan Yao were left behind.

Seeing that the people were gone, Wan Yao stood up directly, brushed the dust on her knees, turned her back to Yu Wenyong, and walked towards the embroidery bed: "Uncle Emperor is good to go, and my niece will not be sent." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yu Wenyong followed in a flash like a gust of wind, he turned to Wan Yao, grabbed her jaw, and lifted her alive.

Wanyao couldn't breathe well, she slapped Yu Wenyong's arm hard, and kicked him hard at her feet.

However, Yuwen Yong didn't move at all, and let her toss.

Seeing that Wanyao's fair and tender little face turned purple, Yu Wenyong let go of her.

After Wan Yao fell to the ground, she coughed suddenly for a while, and her breathing was smooth, and she sat on her knees on the ground, tilting her head and glaring at him.

Yu Wenyong stood in front of him, his eyes were cold, and he lowered his eyes and stared at her.

"Yu Wenyong, are you fucking sick? Hit people indiscriminately? I've said it all, it's not my fault at all, why should I still rely on it? Could it be that someone held you down, took off your pants and wanted to check if you were a virgin, and you didn't struggle or fight back? This is an insult to me, why should I accept it? ”

Yu Wenyong pulled her up. Then with a hard throw, Wanyao was thrown onto the embroidery bed.

Hearing only the sound of "bang", Wanyao's head hit the wall of the bed straight up, and she was dizzy and dizzy, and her eyes were full of Venus.

Yuwen Yong's pupils shrank, his face was pale, and his pale eyes were burning with anger.

He stepped forward and grabbed Wan Yao's arm tightly, a little force was enough to make her grin in pain.

Yu Wenyong asked gloomily, "When did you go to Luoxiangju to be a dancing girl, why don't I know?" ”

Wan Yao grinned and rubbed the back of her bulging head, and said angrily: "Why should you know? ”

Yu Wenyong held back his anger and asked again: "Then you tell me, are you still perfect?" ”

Wan Yao rolled her eyes and said, "Have a relationship with you?" ”

Yuwen Yong grabbed Wan Yao's wrist, lowered his voice, and asked, "You entered my harem, and you stirred up the harem, and you dared to tell me that it has nothing to do with me?" ”

Wan Yao glared at Yu Wenyong angrily and scolded, "Yu Wenyong, are you sick?" Do I have to marry you? You should have thought of today's situation, but what do you depend on me? It's purely your own fault, ah, it hurts, you let go, let go, you pervert, you get out of the way. ”

"Fuck off? Who gave you the courage to call me by my name and insult me again and again? If you don't say yes, I'll check it myself to see if you're perfect. ”

After saying that, she blocked Wanyao in the bed, smiled coldly, and then tore Wanyao's middle coat, hissed, leaving only a red belly pocket embroidered with mandarin duck satin silk, Wanyao exclaimed in fright, shrunk in the corner of the wall, her head was lowered, her long hair half-covered and half-covered the ripples on her chest, her hands were dead on her chest, her skin was like condensation, revealing two slender and white arms.

Yuwen Yong looked at it in a daze, and then reached out and tore Wan Yao's middle pants, and with a casual glance, it fell lightly on the red wooden floor, and her two long legs were exposed to the air, Wan Yao quickly bent her knees and half-hugged her legs in her arms.

She panicked, she didn't know where to put her hand to cover this smooth body, in a hurry, she got up and hugged Yu Wenyong on her knees, and put her body with a hint of coolness on Yu Wenyong's body.

Yu Wenyong was stunned for a moment, his heart was stagnant, and he didn't know what to do next, this hug was too unexpected, and it really stirred his mind. Only after half a ring did he raise his hands and wrap Wan Yao in his arms.

Wanyao's back was as smooth and silky as moonlight, and he touched it gently, not wanting Wanyao to move in his arms.

Yu Wenyong hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a half-smile, he thought, maybe his hands have been dancing with swords all year round, full of calluses, grinding her, right?

He gently put Wanyao on the bed, but Wanyao still hung on his neck and refused to let go.

Yu Wenyong tilted his head and kissed Wanyao's ear, seeing that Wanyao did not resist, he kissed her shoulder again, her shoulder blades were a little uneven, thinking that the wound fell off and formed a scar from the last winter hunt.

Yuwen Yong was stunned for a moment, his heart was indescribable, but this body seemed to have magic power, and attracted him back, he lowered his eyes, and was about to continue to kiss down, he didn't want Wan Yao to let go of him suddenly, and then took out the hairpin that had been hidden here from under the pillow, and stabbed it straight at Yu Wenyong's face, Yuwen Yong reacted very quickly, and he could be on one side of his head, the hairpin was sharp and sharp across his cheeks, and the scratches reached the root of his ears, and the wound was not deep, but blood beads oozed out.

Wan Yao casually pulled the brocade quilt over and covered it in front of her, holding a hairpin and pointing directly at Yu Wenyong, her eyes revealing fierceness, and said: "Don't force me, otherwise I won't be able to kill you, and I will definitely kill myself." ”

Yu Wenyong touched the wound on his cheek, there was a slight pain, he looked at Wan Yao, smiled desolately, and said, "I thought it was ......, hehe......"