"Lord Wang, can you let me go?!" I was so exhausted that I just wanted to get out of here immediately, so I had to look at him earnestly, "Please let me go!" The tears in my eyes were about to be uncontrollable. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hehe" he smiled bitterly on his back, the expression on his face was unusually stiff, "Let it go?" He put his hands on my shoulders, "You think it's all the pain to be with me?" The first time you begged me, but you begged me to let it go? ”

He pressed me against the table, bent down, pressed his chest hard, and grabbed my wrists with his left hand, forcibly imprisoning me above my head.

"Uh...... Let go! You let go! "But no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't move.

He pinched my jaw with his right hand, and my clenched teeth were forcefully opened, and I began to shiver in pain. He then poked the tip of his tongue in, stirring my tongue, and his thin, cold lips swam greedily, followed by his fine gasps. I resisted hard, only to feel that my lips were bitten by him heavily, and I felt a burst of scarlet salt, and I suddenly felt that my stomach was turning upside down.

"This king wants you to admit it, and recognition is inseparable from this king!" He pressed harder against my waist, and it felt like his bones had been crushed by him.

"Ahh Every time he touched it, it was a biting pain, and the sweat of the bean was dripping down my forehead. Seeing that he was like crazy and venting wantonly, I no longer had the strength to resist, and my whole body was unconscious, and I didn't close my eyes, nor did I look at him, and let the tears overflow.

I should have known, Shang Shumo is just a down-and-out daughter, she has no family backer, no noble identity, no power to rely on, and no 12,000 gold, yes, it's just this skin, this face that people can't take their eyes off at a glance. He is so rude, naturally it is not love, it is just robbery, just possession. This body is not my Wang Yihan, so why should I insist on suffering for her so much?

In front of him, he was just a body that was paralyzed like a dead man, without sadness, joy, or forbearance. His wild movements suddenly stopped, his eyes looked at me, his brows furrowed, the emotion in his eyes, I didn't look at it, and I knew I couldn't understand it. I've always been unable to understand him.

He staggered up, sat down on the rattan chair next to him, and said in a low voice, "You're not Mo'er, are you?" ”

This sentence, like a basin of cold water, instantly woke me up. My body was no longer able to support me, so I just looked at him, speechless in astonishment. He didn't look at me, as if he didn't need to judge from my expression, but was confident.

"In that case, you can't leave. No one can keep you safe but this king. He got up, stepped forward, put his arm around my neck, slowly lifted me up, and then hit me horizontally, and carried me to the bed. I snuggled into his arms and could hear his heartbeat, and my cheeks flushed.

"This king didn't mean to hurt you." With that, he turned and left.

Every day, there would be people who would bring me sumptuous meals, and there would be doctors who would help me heal my wounds, but he would not be seen.

"Ling'er"

"Niangniang, Ling'er is here."

"Do you think I've changed?" Recently, I have always been in a state of distraction, and for some reason, when I opened my eyes and closed my eyes, it was Nangong Yu's handsome and serious face.

"Niangniang has changed, but Ling'er likes you now."

"Why?"

"Because, Niangniang was too bitter about herself before. obviously longs for the prince's love, but refuses to accept it; obviously couldn't let go of the prince in his heart, but he refused to show it; Even Ling'er has been with you for more than ten years, and since the fall of Shangfu, I have never seen you shed a single tear. The prince was worried about your safety, so he hid you in this palace, and since then, the mother has closed the door of her heart. ”

Therefore, after Ling'er saw that Niangniang had amnesia, she finally stopped restraining herself like that, and endured the pain alone. Even if she sees you arguing and arguing with the prince, Ling'er feels that it is better than the princess being alone and bearing it alone. ”

"Ling'er, why did the prince save me?"

"Our Shang family has inherited the general position for generations, Prince Yu has been on the march since he was ten years old, he followed the master, it is said that once on the battlefield, the enemy outflanked, the master blocked the sword with his body, and saved the life of the prince."

"So, he's just repaying the favor." I muttered to myself, "He's just returning the favor." ”

At this time, the man gently pushed the door open, approached without the slightest expression on his face, and said, "No! ”

Ling'er hurriedly retreated, leaving him and me to look at each other silently. I don't know if I should blame him, thank him, or hate him.

"So what?" I closed my lips and frowned, but I still couldn't hold back the tears in the corners of my eyes.

He stepped forward and wiped it off for me with the corner of his clothes, his voice was flat and cold, "You love to cry too much, so you are not Mo'er." ”

What he said was right, but for some reason, a wave of anger skewered from my heart and raised my voice: "Yes, I'm not Shang Shumo!" It's not your mouth-to-mouth! Therefore, you naturally don't have to worry about me anymore, just let me fend for myself. This sentence was so sour and sad that I said.

I don't know myself, I don't know when I began to think about my place in his heart; began to stop seeing him like that; Began to look forward to seeing him and getting close to him. All of this turned into a joke on that night when he was crushed under him. If I were Shang Shumo, he wouldn't be so uncontrollable to vent, he would definitely be spoiled and cautious. His beating heart, warm body temperature, and wandering lips and tongue are all for her, all for her! It's just that at that moment, I was the stand-in for the "Mo'er" in his mouth. And I, on the other hand, was stupid and completely unaware. It's just that you don't know it, and you just let your body and that heart sink deeply.

"So, my life and death have nothing to do with you!" I started to cry uncontrollably.

He no longer raised his sleeve to wipe it for me, but stopped and said lukewarmly: "Related! Although the voice was low and hoarse, I could see the resoluteness in his eyes, and that glance made the defense line in my heart not retreat.

I looked at him with teary eyes, but I couldn't see the slightest emotion in his eyes, so I understood, wiped away the hot tears with the back of my hand, and asked with a wry smile: "Then the prince said, what's the matter?" ”

He smiled contemptuously, lifted my chin, and said unabashedly, "This face." ”

Sure enough, he didn't disappoint me, and sure enough, it was exactly what I expected. Wang Yihan, Wang Yihan, over the years, you in the spotlight, glamorous, only pursued by others, when did you become so humble? Hold a fiery heart in front of that man, begging to see him crush to pieces? I unknowingly clutched my chest.

"How are you feeling right now? Haven't you always kept this king out of the country? He kept bringing his face closer, so close that I couldn't see it clearly, only those dark, cold eyes.

He suddenly pointed to my heart, chuckled, and asked, "What?" Does it hurt here? You finally know what it means to be distressed!? When you ran away, when you chose to commit suicide, you didn't think about this king at all! Why are you so ruthless?! ”

In front of him, I was like a transparent person, and my mind was completely exposed. But he was still full of Shang Shumo, and he just treated me as an ornament, saying that he wanted to say his distress to Mo'er.

"Enough!" I yelled, "I'm not Shang Shumo!" ”

"You are!"