That night, Yi Shuiyao held her breath and didn't talk to Murong Chonghao, and she once again witnessed her powerlessness. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

is a prince, even if she is taught, spanked, or done something more excessive, I'm afraid no one will be able to get justice for her. Even Mama Li can't help much again, right......

The more Yi Shui thought about it on the bed, the more angry he became, "Puff puff!" ”

“…… Princess, what are you doing? "Sang Yue's feet are no longer in serious trouble, and when she came to serve, she saw the princess spitting on the bed?

"I'm vomiting blood!"

Angry to internal injuries, angry to explosions, angry to vomit blood, blood splashed three feet of white silk!

Sang Yue was worried, and did not remind that it was saliva rather than blood, and said: "The slave maid also heard about the afternoon incident, obviously it was the princess who chased the prince and beat ......" Could it be that he was beaten back after entering the house?"

"The princess didn't suffer, did she?"

Yi Shuiyao didn't want to mention it more, she hugged the pillow and tried to suffocate herself, she wanted to quickly earn the money and escape! Regardless of it, since the old man Yi is the founding father, the emperor will not do anything to them if he wants to come, at most he will have a bad reputation!

If she doesn't run away, she won't be aggrieved all day long, and she may lose her chastity, hmph, she doesn't want to be cheap that dead stallion!

Sang Yue fiddled with the small incense burner, and said happily: "Now that the prince has asked to sleep with the princess, whether it is a play or not for outsiders to see, it is always a good thing." ”

What a ball! Yi Shuiyao barely resisted the urge to burst into foul language, the saddest thing in the world is not that someone forces you, but that you have no position to refuse, and even be grateful to Dade?

"Listening to Bang Yue, the Queen Mother also likes the princess very much, as long as the princess takes advantage of this time to conceive the royal blood, not only will she stand firm, but the Queen Mother, the old lady and Mama Zhao will definitely be happy!" Sang Yue fell into her own conjecture and couldn't extricate herself, squinting with a smile.

Yi Shui is silent, let's die!

Sang Yue saw that she was silent, and Baba ran to her: "Princess, are you still angry with the prince?" ”

"Don't speak for him!"

Sang Yue was embarrassed, peeked at her a few times, and persuaded: "If the princess treats the prince as well as slaves and maids, she will definitely not be noisy." There are a lot of women who like the princess, and the princess should cherish it too......"

"I don't listen, I don't listen!" Yi Shuiyao covered his ears and shook his head.

"It's been three years since the princess married into the palace, and if she doesn't make any plans, let's not talk about the queen mother, the old lady and Mama Zhao are very worried!"

Although the divorce is hopeless, Yi Shuiyao is not so resigned to his fate and is more selfish, and it is impossible for them to be happy and wronged themselves. Murong Chonghao is tall, handsome, and wealthy, and he is properly popular in any era, but!

Let's not talk about the question of liking it or not, Yi Shuiyao only has one requirement, and that is loyalty. Will she be Murong Chonghao's only one? The answer is obviously no, so how many people are willing to share a husband with other women?

Don't want to start a chapter of house fighting! That kind of bad day really can't be settled!

No matter how much Sang Yue Wanyue cares about her and supports her, I'm afraid she won't agree to her escape, and Yi Shuiyao doesn't plan to tell them that when the time comes, a person will let the sky fly and the sea will be wide!

Later in the evening, Murong Chonghao came back, still holding a small porcelain vase in his hand. Sang Yue was very discerning and retreated, and before leaving, she squeezed her eyebrows at Yi Shuiyao.

Murong Chonghao took off his robe and hung it on the wooden frame, turned his head to look at Yi Shuiyao lying on the bed, and asked, "Is your ass okay?" ”

(╰_╯)#！

"This king has brought you medicine, come here and I'll rub it on you."

Rub your sister!

This is a provocation! This is definitely a provocation by Chi Guoguo! Seeing the smug look of the dead stallion, Yi Shuiyao rewarded him with a middle finger without hesitation.

Murong Chonghao had no choice but to reach out and grab her wrist, then scoop the person over, lift the hem of the skirt and pick up the pants.

"I'll go!"

Yi Shuimiao rolled and bounced like a river shrimp that had just been put into a hot pot, quickly rolled to the inside of the bed, and glared at him angrily: "What are you going to do!" ”

"Look at this king, is it hurt?" Seeing her reaction like a snake and scorpion, Murong Chonghao suppressed the displeasure in his heart and put the small porcelain bottle aside.

Originally, I thought that Yi Shuiyao's skin was delicate, and the slap was a little strong in the afternoon, but then I slapped it a few more times...... Ahem, that's why I went to get the medicated oil.

In fact, he was completely overwhelmed, his butt was thick, and he was so easily injured by a few ordinary slaps. His act of delivering medicine fell in Yi Shuiyao's eyes, which was completely provocative and showing off!

Yi Shuiyao pointed angrily: "You shameless man! "I want to look at her ass!

Murong Chonghao sank his face, "It seems that it has always been in name only, making the princess forget who is your man." "If you can't touch it, you can't eat it, even if you don't let you see it? actually said that he was shameless?!

"This king doesn't mind helping the princess remember it sooner."

“！！” Yi Shui shrank in the corner and shivered, simply! Pathetic! （←_←）

Murong Chonghao beckoned: "Come here." ”

"I don't!"

Murong Chonghao glared at her, sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his claws inside.

"I'll call someone if you come over again!"

"If you cut your throat, no one will come to save you."

"Broken throat !!"

“……”

“……”

Murong Chonghao didn't approach again, and couldn't help but laugh: "Pig." ”

He didn't want to do anything, but he was very upset to see her look disgusted, and he couldn't help but scare her, so it was best to drag someone over and teach her another lesson.

Yi Shuimiao knew that he couldn't beat him, and secretly wondered if there were any new tricks that were unexpected, and it was best to abolish him with one move!

"Since I don't want to rub the medicine, just lie down and sleep." Murong Chonghao thought that the coming days would be long, and he didn't tease her anymore, so he waved his hand and turned off the lights and lay outside.

Yi Shuiyao looked at his palm wind and felt a relative, why is she not a martial arts master! Her heroine's dream......

The two of them lay side by side, because the bed was very large, Yi Shuiyao also had the heart to stay away from him, and almost slept against the corner.

It didn't take long for Yi Shuiyao, who had a regular schedule of work and rest, to fall asleep, and a pair of big hands stretched out next to her to take her into his arms. Murong Chonghao had a headache, and finally found that he was tempted, but this woman was very unwell-behaved!

In the past, those women, which one didn't come over with his fingers, and the slightly higher ones sent a few poems and took them down. It's just that Yi Shuiyao is different, I'm afraid a few poems are not as good as a few dishes in her eyes......

"Don't want money, don't want power......" Murong Chonghao doubted his worth for the first time, what else could he give her?

Looking at the heartless appearance of sleeping, his heart was itchy, and he didn't want to bow his head and kiss it, Yi Shuiyao was always thunderous after falling asleep, Murong Chonghao only had to move lightly, and he didn't worry that she would wake up suddenly.

It wasn't until he sucked those two lip flaps into a moist and red color, and it was even more tempting under the faint moonlight, that Murong Chonghao could not stop.

"Pig, you can't run away."

In the next few days, the two of them were safe again, Yi Shuiyao was afraid of angering him, and he really forced himself to cry when the time came. And Murong Chonghao sneaked up every night, his heart was happy, and the contradiction between the subtle softening and Yi Shui Miao during the day.

Although Yi Shuimiao's lips were red every day, and she was even bitten red and swollen one day, she didn't think much about it at all, she just thought that she was on fire and was prone to lack of water in summer.

In the next few days, the two of them were safe again, Yi Shuiyao was afraid of angering him, and he really forced himself to cry when the time came. And Murong Chonghao sneaked up every night, his heart was happy, and the contradiction between the subtle softening and Yi Shui Miao during the day.

Although Yi Shuimiao's lips were red every day, and she was even bitten red and swollen one day, she didn't think much about it at all, she just thought that she was on fire and was prone to lack of water in summer.

The production and implementation of soap is gradually on the track, and there is no need to put much effort into it. On this day, Yi Shuiyao took An Hongruo to Baifeng Tower to play, and he hadn't seen Murong Chongjin and Gu Ning since hunting in the paddock.

On the bustling street, Yi Shuiyao pulled An Hongruo with a string of sugar gourds, this time neither of them brought a maid, but they were free!

"Hey, that monk!"

In the crowd, the dusty white monk's robe and smooth head can't make that handsome face inferior in the slightest, isn't it just a thought!

Yi Shuiyao trotted over and patted him on the shoulder: "Master Yinian~"

Yi Nian turned his head and looked at the woman in front of him who was as bright as the sun, his eyes lit up slightly: "Donor." ”

"It's been a long time since you're cheap, you're ...... Descending the mountain? Yi Shuiyao suddenly remembered the monk on TV, and it seemed that he was going to go down the mountain to make a fate.

Yi Nian shook his head with a smile and said, "It's nothing important." ”

Qinghuo Temple incense is vigorous, and the sesame oil money alone is countless, and the monk does not have to go down the mountain to make fate. Not only did they not make a fortune, but they often gave alms, and the poor people or beggars were grateful to them.