Reluctantly, he opened his eyes again to look at the face that was close to him. That expressionless face scared him and made Bei Juese want to escape, but by this time he had no reason to be afraid, no courage to escape, and the only thing he could do now was to force himself to please the man in front of him. So, against his conscience, he showed a stiff flattering smile to Zhu Yijun.

"Don't laugh!" Another slap was slapped in the face on the other side.

This smile made Zhu Yijun inexplicably annoyed. He held down Kita's beautiful face and kissed him fiercely, bit his lip mercilessly, sucked the blood that came out of his lips hard, and then, with a mouth full of salty bloody taste, slowly kissed it, leaving one bloody tooth mark after another on his body without any pity.

Bei Juese opened a pair of eyes with tears hidden, lying on the bed and neither dared to move nor make a sound, secretly gritted his teeth and endured what Zhu Yijun did to him.

Zhu Yijun, whose mouth was covered with blood, got up from Bei Jue's body and took off his clothes one by one. Bei Juese closed his eyes, Zhu Yijun didn't force him to open his eyes this time, he threw all the burdens on his body to the ground, and reached out to tear off the last piece of clothing that covered Bei Juese's body.

At the moment when his body was completely exposed to the air without any cover, Bei Juese's hands involuntarily clenched into fists; Then Zhu Yijun approached again and made him clearly feel the other party's body temperature, and this kind of contact without any obstacles made him feel scared for no reason, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Keep your eyes open!" Zhu Yijun commanded in his ear in a low voice.

Bei Juese reluctantly opened his eyes again, and when his gaze just touched Zhu Yijun, he couldn't help but be a little flustered and afraid. He looked away and turned his head to the side, but Zhu Yijun inserted his hand deep into his hair, grabbed his hair and pulled it back hard, so that his head had to turn back, and his eyes had to fall on Zhu Yijun's body again.

Seeing the blood on his lips that had not dried and feeling his body trembling slightly because of fear, Zhu Yijun felt a little soft-hearted at that moment, but when he thought of what he and the princess had done behind their backs, his heart was also frozen in that moment and became ruthless.

Pull his hair harder, lift his face and kiss him on the lips. This time it wasn't a bite, it was a rough request for his kiss, and his body. There is no warmth, no half of tenderness and sweetness, at this moment, he just used the betrayal of himself as a tool to vent his anger.

The sudden pain made Bei Juese can't help but scream, but his mouth is firmly gagged, and all shouts turn into slurred and jumbled syllables in the end. He subconsciously wanted to push Zhu Yijun away, but he was held tightly and couldn't move, so he could only passively accept the rough treatment without the slightest pity; Zhu Yijun tortured him with revenge, the kind of rough punishment made the pain of tearing stronger and stronger every time, and the cold sweat that kept breaking out because of the pain made the scarred back on the bed feel like it was being burned. Suffering from intense pain from various places but unable to struggle, the North Absolute Color, which was wet with sweat, deeply realized what it means to be "in pain".

The will is eroded by all kinds of pain, and when the pain comes to an end, the mind begins to blur, and the body that has reached the limit of endurance begins to feel numb. Bei Juese, who was so painful that he didn't feel it, didn't even have the strength to shout at this moment, he looked dull and looked at Zhu Yijun torturing the body that no longer belonged to him, as if he was watching a farce that had nothing to do with him. It's just that this farce is not good-looking.

Like a senseless puppet, Bei Juese didn't know how long this farce had been playing, and he opened his godless eyes, and a tear slowly flowed out and slipped down his face. I don't understand, my body doesn't feel pain anymore, why do I still have tears flowing out?

A farce aimed at venting anger and revenge has finally come to an end.

After the revenge, Zhu Yijun's mood slowly stabilized, he reached out to pull the faces of the people around him, and saw the residual tears on his face, as well as the sluggish expression and scattered gaze. The heart that had been frozen and the heart that had hardened suddenly softened the moment he saw him like this. Although he was very annoyed that he betrayed himself, he couldn't bear to see such a him.

Zhu Yijun sighed secretly, got off his body, jumped out of bed and put on his clothes, turned around and put down the cloth tent to cover the bed firmly before shouting: "Zhang Cheng!" ”

Zhang Cheng hurriedly pushed the door in and knelt down: "What does the emperor command?" ”

"Spread the imperial decree, the marriage of Princess Gongjing will be put aside for the time being, and it will be discussed later."

After Zhang Cheng received the order to go out, Zhu Yijun ordered someone to send a basin of water. He opened the cloth tent and sat on the edge of the bed, wiped the sweat on Bei Juese's forehead and the tears on his face little by little with a very dry cloth, and said as he wiped it: "You heard, I have not let her go to Tatartan to marry. This time I'll act as if nothing happened, but you're not allowed to see her again. ”

Bei Juese, who had always seemed to be unconscious, heard his words, his eyes were still scattered, but a charming smile bloomed on his originally dull face, and he said very meekly: "I don't see." ”

His obedient reaction made Zhu Yijun's movements in his hand stop for a moment.

Brushing away a few strands of messy hair stuck to his face, Zhu Yijun continued: "In the future, you will not be allowed to leave me without my permission." ”

"Never leave." The smile is still so charming, and the answer is still so docile.

Zhu Yijun's fingers ran over his bloodstained lips, and he said, "Except for me, you are not allowed to smile at others in the future!" ”

"Don't laugh." Bei Juese's eyes that were out of focus seemed to be looking at Zhu Yijun, and he smiled even deeper.

"Don't laugh anymore!" Facing the sudden loss of thorns and the meek and obedient Bei Juese, Zhu Yijun felt very unaccustomed and a little inexplicably irritable.

"Okay." He was answered with a crisp word and a charming smile.

Zhu Yijun grabbed his shoulder, shook it vigorously, and asked, "Xiaobei, what's wrong with you?" ”

Bei Juese didn't answer him, just looked at him fixedly with a pair of devoid eyes, and the smile on his face did not diminish at all.

Zhu Yijun's hands that touched Bei Jue's shoulders couldn't feel the body temperature that a living person should have, and there was a cold touch coming from the palms of his hands. His eyes inadvertently touched the bright red blood stains on the quilt behind him, and hurriedly turned his body over, the quilt had been dyed a large area of crimson, and the wounds on his back were all torn open in the torture just now, and the blood was still oozing out; After turning his body over, he found that in addition to the blood quilt, the brocade mat that was wet with sweat had already been stained with the blood mixed with turbidity.

All these are the traces left by the wanton abuse just now.