____________________Evening____________________

After a few little maids finished changing her dressing gown, they saluted and retreated, but she sat alone for a long time, and then slowly got up, and a very soft voice sounded outside the house, but in a moment, Xuanwu had quietly entered the room. Seeing that Han Li was only wearing a nightgown, Xuanwu bowed his head deeply, not daring to look directly.

"Xuanwu, back then, how did you endure those humiliations and survive?" She spoke suddenly, without warning. But this question pierced Xuanwu's heart like a sharp blade, and those unbearable memories came roaring. His breathing suddenly became heavy. After a long time, he replied: "People have a strong sense of survival in a desperate situation, and even more so, because the heart of revenge can support a qiē." ”

"Revenge?" She grabbed a word and asked rhetorically.

"Back then, after I was adopted by the emperor, there was no one left who was killed by my own hands." Xuanwu said plainly and coldly without any emotion.

"You need revenge. I need power, I don't want to live in the shadow of death all the time, I want to be strong enough, strong enough to protect myself and the people around me. So. You can live with it, and so can I. She muttered to herself, in such a low volume that even Xuanwu couldn't fully hear her.

But he wanted him to understand, and the moment he saw her step out of the emperor's bedchamber, he understood that the bruise on her neck was a clear confession of what had happened to him. In the whole world, except for the emperor, there is no second person who can do such a thing to the four princesses who are high above. It's just that he hasn't figured out why the emperor treats his daughter like this. Don't!? Xuanwu forced his thinking to stop, because the more he knew about the royal affairs, the more dangerous it became.

"Xuanwu, you, come to me." She spoke softly suddenly.

Xuanwu was puzzled, but he got up and moved forward according to the order, but he didn't dare to raise his head. When she got closer, she suddenly realized that she was barefoot, and although the princess's bedroom was covered with a thick pile blanket cushion, it was always out of courtesy. It's just, it's just that the bare feet are so smooth and small, beautiful and attractive, that even Xuanwu can't help but secretly heartbeat.

"You, teach me how to please people." She spoke softly again, but there was more ambiguity in her tone. Breathtaking.

Xuanwu was surprised by her words, and looked up, only to see the deep sorrow in her eyes. Although with a smile, the melancholy, in the depths of the eyes, makes people feel distressed.

"Princess, princess." Xuanwu felt a little at a loss for the first time, he had never seen her like this.

"All you have to do is follow me. It should be simple for you. She regretted it the moment she said this, because she saw the obvious hurt on his face. She said apologetically: "I, I didn't mean that. ”

Before she finished speaking, he suddenly hugged her, the kiss was pressed down in the next moment, soft and lingering for a long time, he let go of her with a little reluctance, and said softly: "Kiss, be soft, soft enough to melt anyone's heart." ”

He kissed down, and she was weakened by the extreme lingering feeling, and moaned, she didn't know that he was so skillful. "Say, go on."

"Yes, Princess." He replied, his hand moving, lightly stirring up every sense in her body. At this moment, her face is like a peach blossom, and her cheeks are pink.

"Xuanwu, Xuanwu, let go, let go of me." She suddenly ordered so, but she was obviously lacking in confidence and reluctant.

When Xuanwu heard this, he immediately let go of her and didn't stop at all, but there was a trace of reluctance in his heart for no reason.

"You go out first." "Yes, Princess." He stepped back quietly.

Her eyes once again picked out a touch of inexplicable affection, and after straightening her clothes, she secretly made some kind of determination.

To be continued