I wanted to kneel down and beg Yingzheng to calm his anger and let him not hurt himself because of me, and I wanted to do something to comfort him when I could do it, but he suddenly picked me up rudely, and staggered towards the bed with a fixed mind.

It's not good to walk alone, not to mention that there is another person in his arms, so Yingzheng's leg hit the table before he took two steps, but at the moment of the collision and pain, he didn't throw me away according to the instinctive actions of ordinary people, but hugged me tighter with his arms, which greatly moved me, who was already ready to fall to the ground.

Wrapping my arms around Ying Zheng's neck, I kissed him tightly on the cheek, and then whispered softly in his ear: "Your Majesty, the slave concubine wants to come down and accompany you!" ”

I am afraid that the tougher it is, the more it will be counterproductive to Yingzheng, so I don't dare to try, so I can only pretend to be afraid and say soft words.

However, soft ones don't work anymore.

"The widow has held you!" In his dizzy state, his will was rare firm.

Stumbling from the table and chair in the dormitory to the bed in the inner room, we seemed to have walked a thousand miles away, and several times I fell to the ground with him.

At this time, I wanted to get up and pick him up again, but he tried to concentrate on him as much as possible when he fell to the ground, and then stubbornly got up again and picked me up.

Although I have the support of Yingzheng, Tiantianxi's delicate skin still makes me feel painful when I stumble into many places, but the more pain I have, the more solid my heart is, and this masochistic feeling makes me have a satisfied mentality of sharing weal and woe with Yingzheng.

Finally arrived at the edge of the bed, Yingzheng should have wanted to put me on the bed safely, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, and he fell on the bed with me the moment he bent over.

"Your Majesty—"

Seeing Ying Zheng staggering down, I was worried that he was uncomfortable, so I wanted to sit up to see if he had fallen along the way, but when he heard my shout, he supported himself with his arms as a pillar, and pulled away from my upper body, parallel to me.

"Your Majesty!"

The previous cry was because I was worried about his physical condition. This muffled moan was because I was nervous - I lay stiffly on the bed, and I saw the manic emotions of Yingzheng halfway through the wall, this mania. There is *, there is self-prohibition, there is resistance!

His unpredictable aura surrounded me, and my heart tightened my feelings, and I did not dare to move under his gaze.

"You really don't understand anyone's opinion, do you want to resist the widow so much and test the widow to live in the Qin Palace?" He asked me in a dark voice.

Ying Zheng's anger was uncontrollable, he thought that I had another purpose in the Qin Palace, right?

When I first entered the Qin Palace, I really wanted to live like this, and I have been living like Yingzheng was angry, but since I suddenly realized that I was devoted to Yingzheng, this thought of mine has been disappearing bit by bit. Until I just listened to Ying Zheng shouting at Zhao Gao and their concerns about the sincerity of my thoughts, I was really hit by the emotion of love, and I fell in love for Ying Zheng!

He looked at me without blinking, and I thought he must have wanted to hear what I really thought, so I spoke. Say what I mean most at the moment.

"There are no concubines."

I may not care what others think of me, but the people who have opinions about me are the people Ying Zheng cares about, and Ying Zheng cares about what others think of me, so I also have to seriously consider the implementation of the environment for Ying Zheng to strive for calmness; As for resisting Yingzheng, I have long since eliminated this original intention.

Ying Zheng's eagle eyes were like torches, under my gradually rising body temperature. I felt like he was burning me to the extreme.

"Then why are you so afraid of the widow?" His voice was still low.

When I did something wrong, I was afraid of Yingzheng because I was afraid that Yingzheng would implicate his anger on Qi Guo and Lin Jixiang because of me; But when I didn't do anything wrong, like now, I didn't stiffen because I was afraid that he would kill my life, I was instinctively worried about the unknown things that I had never had when I was first decided to get by Yingzheng.

"The concubine is not afraid of the king, but. Whenever the king was so close to the slave concubine, the slave concubine was excited because the king's breath was too real. ”

I carefully considered the wording, afraid that the expression was too subtle and could not eliminate the distortion of Yingzheng's anger, and I was also afraid that the words that were too revealing would make him in anger have the idea that I was deliberately using beauty tricks.

"Therefore, your uneasiness at this moment is not panic. But it is an expression of joy? Ying Zheng's eyes flashed, obviously not believing my words.

I don't believe it either, because Yingzheng's breath disturbed my sobriety at this time, and I couldn't really understand whether my current state was in a state of joy and anticipation.

Seeing that I hesitated, Yingzheng was dissatisfied, but he still opened his mouth to ask.

"You're looking forward to widowhood, aren't you?"

He asked a difficult question, originally trying to expose my hesitation, but his eyes flashed with unconcealable anticipation.

I do not disagree with Yingzheng's words, so I do not deny his question.

"The slave concubine said that the slave concubine is now devoted to the king physically and mentally, but the king doesn't believe it."

As soon as I spoke, Ying Zheng's words came out of his mouth.

"Can a widow believe it?"

He looked down at me, his eyes full of doubts; I looked up at him, stunned.

Ying Zheng's question cooled my heart, and my miserable feelings retreated spontaneously, and there was no longer the "panic" in my heart that he was worried about.

It turned out that this was Ying Zheng's heart, and he believed that my "Qi State has secret forces" that was a reminder of his national affairs, but he didn't believe my confession to him with the courage to muster up. Whether I believe it or not, it's just a glamorous work that he is reluctant to destroy for the time being.

Thinking like this, the more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and I wanted to straighten up my body surrounded by him and leave his confinement, but my indifference and the way I got up angered Yingzheng, who was waiting for my answer, and he shook his body, raised his arm and suppressed my arms one by one.

"Angry? Can't talk to the widow anymore? Or are you not interested in talking to the widow at all? ”

He gritted his teeth, and he provoked anger as he asked one after another.

I looked to the side and refused to answer his question.

Tightly clamping my legs around my lower limbs that I was trying to get up, Ying Zheng looked at my face and said fiercely: "You have only suffered a few layers, do you know what kind of course you have said to the widow and hurt the widow?" ”

I was pressed to get up, and I couldn't leave his body for a while.

Unwilling to be suppressed like this, I twisted my body hard to show my sense of resistance, but Ying Zheng's strength was not something I could resist, he held my two wrists with a fierce force, and the smell of wine burst into warning me.

"Huh?"

There was a subjugation of the "prey"* in his eyes, and the sparkling gaze he shot at me was a sign that he would not be polite if I moved again.

"What did the concubine do wrong?"

I didn't dare to act rashly again, but I didn't give in and looked at his eyes again, and my eyes were full of resentment.

Ying Zheng looked at me for a long time before he spoke again.

"Your biggest mistake is—" He stared at me for a long time, and his anger turned into a sense of affection, and after the words began, he paused for a moment, and his voice spoke again in a much more hoarse voice: "The widow has now corrected you." ”

I couldn't fully understand the meaning of his words, but I suddenly understood his intention through his next actions: he bullied me and pressed on me, and his mouth took my lips in a domineering manner!

"Your Majesty?"

I was looking back at Ying Zheng's attitude coldly, and suddenly I was a little messy by the force of his passionate rush, and in a panic, I hurriedly called him, but because my lips were occupied, I only made a vague tone.

"Wangshang" is missing the change of tongue and sounds straight out of the throat into the appearance of "uh-huh".

Ying Zheng unscrupulously tore and kissed my lips, I was so short of breath by his strong force that I wanted to open my mouth to inhale some oxygen, but he was premeditated and stuck out his tongue to block all the gaps in my mouth.

The tip of his tongue kept stirring in my mouth, sometimes retracting back to my lips to bite and lick, sometimes just four lips touching, in short, he was always alone in a deep kiss posture between the two of us.

When he felt that he could be comforted by chatting and could be temporarily relieved*, he raised his upper body again, and looked at me as weak and quick as he gasped for breath with a provocative force.

"Do you want to resist? But the widow won't give you another chance! ”

Before I could fully pick up his language, he started again.

Heavy breathing and my rapid panting echoed up and down, and he felt my fading strength and stubborn resistance, and let go of my wrists, moving his hands to my waist.

I do not know what I am going to do, whether I am going to try to stop his encroachment or to do what he wants, and if I want to stop him, I have no reason to be in my heart as his princess and with my affection; But if it's to suit his actions, he's angry at me and wants to possess me, I don't even know if he really wants me!

Conflicted, I chose to lie quietly under him in the shape of a cross, determined to obey his arrangement, if he didn't want to, he would naturally stop; If he feels that such a union is what he wants, I respect his wishes.

I have always insisted on calming my own heart, and I wanted to take this cathartic "communication" action as a way to apologize for what I had hidden from Yingzheng, so that he felt better in my heart because of my dedication, but I was so closely surrounded by his breath that my chest began to heat helplessly, and then it became hot - I was crazy about his breath!