Nanyan's eyes widened in surprise, and after listening to these words, he suddenly understood.

It turned out that he didn't want to-

Suddenly, her face was hot like fire, and King Yan just let herself come to the bedside to sleep the night, but she thought that King Yan wanted her to ......

It turned out that he was self-inflicted.

Moreover, he also said all those words.

For a while, a strong sense of shame surrounded her like a flame burning in the cabinet treasury just now, Nanyan only felt that her mind was dazed for a while, and then looked up at Zhu Feng, he had slowly moved away from his body, sat on the edge of the bed, thought about it, seemed to think funny, and looked back at her again.

The contempt on that face and the contempt in those eyes were clearly presented in front of him.

He sneered and said, "There are many women who want to climb up to the king's bed, but not everyone can get on it. ”

“……”

"Not to mention a woman like you."

Hearing what he said, Nanyan only felt ashamed, and even more sadden, remembered the self-righteous words he had just said to him.

How could she have said those words?

How could she think that King Yan was going to treat her-

At this time, Zhu Feng said coldly: "Don't get up yet?" How long do you want to lie in the king's bed? ”

“……”

Hearing this, Nanyan hurriedly wanted to get up, but just now, the strength of her whole body seemed to have been taken away, and she struggled for a long time before she barely sat up, and Zhu Feng had already reached out and grabbed her arm and pulled her, lifting her whole person off the bed.

She staggered two steps before she could barely stand firm, and when she turned around, Zhu Feng had already laid down on the bed, stretched out her hand, and lowered the curtains on both sides.

He said coldly: "Hmph, go to your night, don't think nonsense." ”

“……”

"For you, this king doesn't have such a good appetite."

“……”

Nanyan was so ashamed that her whole body was trembling, and she couldn't lift her head anymore, she gritted her teeth and slowly walked back to the bed and sat down, so sad that she could only bury a burnt red face between her knees.

It's all your own fault, and it's all your own passion.

It's no wonder that King Yan would look at him with such disdain, he is His Royal Highness King Yan, how could he really treat a slave who offended him-

At this moment, Nanyan was so ashamed that he only wanted to crack a crack in the ground to let himself get in.

Zhu Feng lay on the bed, listening to the weak, almost nervous breathing on the side of the bed, turned his head again, looked at the slender back, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart again.

However, after sneering, there was something unpleasant in my heart.

He was not wrong, there were too many women who wanted to climb on his bed, starting from when he was still a prince in Jinling, to going to Beiping to be a vassal king, countless women, who were purple and red, fat and thin, tried all kinds of ways to get close to him, and even seduce him.

He wasn't very enthusiastic about bedding, and he never turned down normal pleasures. But after all, he was born in the army, and for him, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, is the thing that makes men excited.

But—

He didn't want to be the same thing.

It's another thing for others to be unwilling to give.

What's more, this one who is unwilling to give it is still this slave who follows him every day, lowers her eyebrows and is pleasing to her eyes, and she doesn't dare to take a breath - Si Nanyan.

Division - South - Smoke.

He silently muttered the name coldly in his heart, and then slowly closed his eyes.