Although the weather is hot now, Mu Jiu has been blowing cold wind for a long time, and the water is so cold and biting, Mu Jiu is shivering all over his body.

But he still looked at Long Jiangye with unconvinced eyes.

He used to think that Mu Jiu's eyes were as beautiful as the starry sky, but now he felt that the unruliness hidden in his eyes was the thing he hated the most.

Seeing that Mu Jiu didn't move, he began to take off his clothes and threw them on the ground hard, bringing up gusts of cold wind.

"You don't wash it, do you? I'll wash it for you."

The man's strength under the rage was very great, and he pressed Mu Jiu against the edge of the bath, and began to take the flower bucket and pour water on Mu Jiu's head.

"Dragon Commander, are you crazy?"

When he splashed the first bucket of water, Mu Jiu suddenly reached out and knocked down the flower bucket in his hand.

"Dare I say I'm crazy? It's really too much for you to give you face, I don't know how thick the sky is, and today this result is all self-inflicted. ”

As he spoke, Long Jiangye had already reached out and began to take off the few clothes left on Mu Jiu's body.

But soon he touched a cold piece of iron, he took out the water to take a look, but saw Long Nijin's waist card, and pulled the corners of his lips fiercely: "With Jin'er's waist card, you want to sneak out of the palace, right?" Or is Jin'er going to help you escape? ”

Mu Jiu was afraid of harming the fish in the pond, so he shook his head like a rattle.

"No, she didn't help me. She came to see me this afternoon, and I stole it. ”

With distrust on his face, the dragon threw the iron lump to the ground and continued what he wanted to do.

But Mu Jiu didn't cooperate, and closed his legs tightly to prevent him from having the slightest chance to attack.

The man completely lost his patience, as long as he thought of the scene he had just seen, he completely lost his mind.

The scene of them hugging each other and grinding his temples stimulated his eyes to be scarlet, and the movements of his subordinates no longer pity the jade, and began to attack the city strongly.

"I told you, you are my woman, he should die if he looks at it, you really dare."

There is a huge disparity in the strength of men and women, where is Mu Jiu the opponent of this man under the anger, he was quickly stripped naked, and the whole person was immersed in cold water.

Mu Jiu was pressed against the edge of the cold bath, his back was grinding against the cold wall, but his front was pressed by his hot chest.

The whole body is like a boat in the sea that rises and falls with the waves, rising and falling with the man's movements.

That thin film couldn't stand the toss and was already broken.

The red of the virgin dissolved in the icy pool water, and there was no trace of it.

It's just that the man paused slightly, the corners of his lips hooked up a satisfied smile, and his movements stopped, Fang didn't pay attention all the time, and at this moment he saw Mu Jiu biting his lip because of too much pain.

Suddenly, a tingling pain flashed in his heart, and his movements were much softer, but this could not alleviate the pain of Mu Jiu's broken body for the first time.

"Well, take it easy, it won't hurt so much."

He tried to kiss her on the lips, but Mu Jiu still avoided it.

He was angry in his heart, and a pair of big palms pressed Mu Jiu's waist stiffly.

With emotion, each time with the nature of punishment, it seemed that watching her pain, he felt that the breath in his heart was smooth.

As his essence blood poured out, Mu Jiu's whole body trembled.

A bestial contact has come to an end.

But he always felt that something was missing.

But soon he realized that compared to what Fang had just thought in the attic, she didn't make any noise now.

"Call me, it wasn't very beautiful just now

Is it? ”

He reached out and pinched her jaw, and when he saw that her whole painful face had changed color, and she still refused to make a sound, his anger was even greater.

Mu Jiu bit his lip, almost biting out blood.

Seeing her in such pain, suddenly he withdrew from her body with great compassion, and just when she thought he was going to let him go, she didn't expect that this man just turned her over and prepared to come a second time.

But with this action, he saw that her back had been ground up with blood from the granite marble on the edge of the bath.

A large area of snow-white skin was broken, the wounds were criss-crossed, alive blood, and the entire back was scarred and dazzling.

"Do you refuse to snort even if you die of pain?"

Mu Jiu didn't speak, but he saw the resolute hatred in her eyes.

He squeezed his hand rattle, he didn't expect Mu Jiu to be so stubborn.

"Mu Jiu is imprisoned in the Phoenix Eagle Palace, and no one is allowed to visit without an edict."

Long Jiangye dropped this sentence and threw off his sleeve robe and left, this look of not recognizing people when he lifted his pants, he really looked like a scumbag.

When Xiao Xuanzi and Qingmei came to the Cloud Hall with clean clothes, Mu Jiu's whole person was still immersed in cold water, stunned, as if he was stupid, unconscious.

"Niangniang, Niangniang, don't scare the slave."

Qingmei was frightened when she saw Mu Jiu like this, and thought that she had fallen into some evil.

Qingmei tentatively touched Mu Jiu, Mu Jiu came back to his senses and smiled sadly.

Then no one got up from the bath, and Qingmei saw that Mu Jiu had been kissed on his neck, and also saw a large abrasion on Mu Jiu's back.

Blood was trampled all over the ground along her footsteps, and bewitching flowers bloomed step by step.

Anyone who sees Mu Jiu like this knows what the emperor has done to this concubine.

"Niangniang, for the injuries on your body, the slave maid will go and ask the imperial doctor to come."

"No need."

Mu Jiu's voice contained despair, giving people an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Qingmei carefully waited for Mu Jiu to put on her clothes, and then said tentatively: "Niangniang, the emperor said that he would imprison you in the Phoenix Vulture Palace, let's go back first?" ”

Mu Jiu paused to put on his clothes, and then nodded casually, his voice hoarse: "Hmm." ”

In Mu Jiu's mind, he especially remembered that when he said a question about the Autumn Queen, Mu Jiu suddenly touched his empty arms while getting dressed, and suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly walked to Muyu Pavilion.

"Niangniang, where are you going? Aren't we going back to the Vulture Palace? ”

"Pedal pedal pedal blah."

The sound of someone going upstairs, the attic has been lit up, only the dim light is swaying, with Mu Jiu's action of opening the door, the light went out, and the room instantly fell into darkness.

There was a figure on the low couch, Mu Jiu didn't expect the emperor to sit here, and when he came in, he didn't even breathe, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

"Your Majesty."

The dragon's attention was not on the sidelines, but on her feet.

She didn't wear shoes, and she was already red and swollen all the way through, leaving red blood everywhere she went.

He got up heavily, his body seemed to be wrapped in an endless dark aura, and when he came to Mu Jiu, he saw Mu Jiu's body trembling lightly because he was too scared, squatted down, and picked her up in an undoubted attitude.

"You're not going to have feet, are you? I don't mind chopping it for you. ”

Long Jiangye looks a little fierce at the moment.

Even concerned about Mu Jiu's words

It's all like that.

He was obviously distressed, but it didn't taste like this from his mouth.

Mu Jiu didn't dare to speak, looked at the room behind him, and struggled to get down.

"Looking for a jade pendant, right?"

Mu Jiu didn't say a word, and Long Jiangye knew her intentions.

"On you? Hurry up and pay me back. ”

"If you are obedient, I will give it to you."

Long Jiangye's mood did not change for the better because he got Mu Jiu, but he had a helpless feeling about this woman who couldn't control it.

Hearing this, Mu Jiu hid in his arms and never struggled, but she was covered with scars all over her body, and because she had only been broken before, she was in a lot of pain underneath, and she hid in his arms with a pale face wrinkling her brows.

"Does it hurt?"

She thought it was her foot or her back that she was asking, and nodded honestly.

As soon as he saw her like this, he knew that she didn't understand what he meant.

"Down, does it hurt?"

Mu Jiu's face suddenly turned red, and a strange heat rose in his body, and he didn't know where to look in a panic.

Long Jiangye carried her all the way to the door of the Phoenix Eagle Palace, and the two of them were speechless all the way.

Soon, this majestic man put Mu Jiu on the soft bed of the master bedroom of the Phoenix Eagle Palace.

Soon Qingmei came in with warm water to wash Mu Jiu's feet, planning to give Mu Jiu medicine after cleaning up the sand and dust for her.

During this time, the dragon general sat there in a deep night, not knowing what he was thinking.

Soon the injury on her foot was treated, and Qingmei was ready to carefully wipe the blood stains on her back for Mu Jiu, and at this moment the man got up.

"Go down, I'll come."

Qingmei was stunned for a moment, handed the towel with warm water in her hand to Long Jiangye's hand, bowed and retreated.

"Get on your stomach."

He didn't say much, Mu Jiu knew that he couldn't make him angry at such a time, and when he heard such a concise order, he hurriedly obediently lay down.

His slender hand gently brushed away her dark hair, which had not yet dried, and lifted the thin clothes from her body, and threw the bloodstained clothes to the ground at will.

The slightly hot fingers gently caressed every wound on her back, and his eyes were sickly happy, as if he was flickering with strange excitement because he saw Mu Jiu's injuries.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

His lips kissed a deep wound in her back, the corners of his lips stained with her warm blood, and he asked in a low tone.

He's a little weird!!

This was what Mu Jiu thought in his heart when his lips touched the skin on Mu Jiu's back.

She dodged a little unnaturally, and the urn snorted angrily.

"It hurts."

As if he had been slowed down, he washed very slowly, Mu Jiu didn't dare to speak, lying there in his head, but he was worried about the Mo who was imprisoned in the prison.

After washing the wound, he suddenly straddled her, which startled Mu Jiu, and he thought that this beast was coming again.

But soon Mu Jiu was relieved, only to see that he casually threw the blood-stained towel aside, took the ointment and began to give Mu Jiu medicine.

The wound on Mu Jiu's back was originally a hot pain, but this man's fingers seemed to have magical power, and even the hot pain of the wound was replaced by the crispy and numb itch.

Long Jiangye carefully applied plasters to Mu Jiu's wounds.

The strength is light, and there is magic between the light and the heavy.

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