The Tyrant's Favorite Concubine 3
Ye Wuqing covered his aching heart, and beads of sweat dripped from his increasingly pale face.
Xiao Yi strode into the Xiwu Palace with a sword, and what he saw was a scene.
The beauty holds her heart in her hand, frowns slightly, looks charming and cute, and her pale face is beautiful. As if hearing a sound, she looked up, and a pair of eyes as black as ink, like stars, were shining brightly.
Xiao Yi's gaze at Ye Wuqing, his heart palpitated inexplicably, and the action that he wanted to stab with a sword suddenly froze, and he looked directly at Ye Wuqing, with a cold tyrannical and murderous aura in his eyes.
Ye Wuqing looked at the man who suddenly came out, and his brows jumped.
The bright yellow dragon robe, with long black hair, red eyes and a hideous expression, the furious killing intent in his eyes was unscrupulously vented.
If it weren't for Wuchen's reminder, Ye Wuqing wouldn't have believed that this bloody and murderous person who was crazy was Feng Mu...... One.
Could it be that if it is broken into a few pieces, it will change its temperament greatly?
Xiao Yi smiled lightly, the laughter was very soft, but in the palace, it seemed to have an echo, which was creepy.
The man on his knees trembled even more.
Xiao Yi slowly approached Ye Wuqing with a sword, "I heard that Concubine Ai committed suicide by taking poison halfway because she didn't want to enter the palace?" ”
The voice was dull and hoarse, and the tail note was slightly elongated, falling into the ears, like a talisman of Hades.
The tip of the sword pointed at Ye Wuqing's chin and lifted her face.
The extremely sharp long sword carried a vicious aura, and before it touched the skin, it left a faint blood mark.
Xiao Yi was condescending, the expression on his face was like a smile, but he was cold.
Ye Wuqing: "......"
If she beats this thing, can she restore his memory?
"I am so happy with you, I named you a concubine, you dare to commit suicide by taking poison? Believe it or not, I punished you Jiang Clan's nine clans, skinned you and unskinned you, and hung you above the city gate! ”
The cold tip of the sword slid from Ye Wuqing's chin to her neck, sticking to her snow-white slender neck, as if she could feel the blood vessels jumping under the warm skin.
If it were someone else, Xiao Yi would have been unable to help but cut off the beautiful head with a sword, and then throw it on the head of Zuo Xiang Jiang Yuan with the holy decree of the Nine Clans of the Pearl Alliance.
But for some reason, Xiao Yi looked at these calm and waveless eyes, pale as paper, Xiao Yi, who was thirsty for murder, couldn't do it, and even wanted to drop his weapon and take her into his arms to comfort and pity.
This thought took him by surprise.
The green tendons on the back of the hand holding the sword burst out, and Xiao Yi's face gradually became gloomy.
"Jiang's! Why commit suicide by taking poison? ”
Could it be that he doesn't want to enter the palace and doesn't want to be by his side?
Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Yi's gaze was like a cannibal, as if Ye Wuqing couldn't give him a satisfactory answer, he would immediately cut off her head.
Ye Wuqing quibbled: "This is a misunderstanding, in fact, I didn't want to commit suicide by taking poison, I didn't know it was poison at all, if I had known that it was poison, I wouldn't dare to drink it." ”
Xiao Yi sneered, obviously unconvinced.
"How could I commit suicide, the world is so beautiful, and there are countless delicious clothes waiting for me......"
Ye Wuqing said as he stretched out his hand to push away the sharp blade attached to his neck, seeing that the slender jade fingers that were as tender as onions were about to be pasted, Xiao Yi didn't want to think about it, he threw away the sword and grabbed Ye Wuqing's fingers.
"You don't want your fingers anymore, do you?" Xiao Yi hurriedly held Ye Wuqing's finger, and after repeatedly looking at it to confirm that he was not injured, he said angrily, "Dare to touch my sword, for fear that your finger will keep falling?" ”
The sword fell to the ground with a clatter.
Ye Wuqing was a little stunned, and forcefully withdrew the hand that was being held by Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi was also stunned when he reacted, and looked down at his hand, the soft and boneless touch he was holding just now seemed to remain in his palm.
Xiao Yi sat at the head of the bed, very close to Ye Wuqing, and the unique fragrance of the girl's body shrouded him.
In the next second, the face that made people feel gloomy and terrible even if they were expressionless actually climbed into a blush for the first time.
Ye Wuqing: "??? ”
She couldn't see through this development anymore.
Xiao Yi grabbed Ye Wuqing's hands, held them in the palms of his hands, and looked at her with deep eyes, "I believe in you again." ”
Ye Wuqing: "Huh? ”
Ye Wuqing reacted after speaking, Xiao Yi said that he believed that she did not commit suicide by taking poison.
is so obedient, in the end it is still Feng Mu.
Xiao Yi held Ye Wuqing's hands extremely hard, stared at her deadly, and said word by word: "If you dare to seek death again, I will not only punish the nine clans of the Jiang family, but also peel you off your skin and bones, and burn your ashes and swallow them, even if you die, you will be integrated into my bones and blood." ”
The tone was cold, like a maggot with a bone entwined.
Ye Wuqing: "......"
I was wrong, it was just Feng Mu...... One.
After the threat, Xiao Yi continued to show kindness: "If you obediently stay by my side, I will allow you the Jiang family to be prosperous and rich, even if you want the White Bone Tower or the Golden Palace, I will do what you want." ”
Ye Wuqing: "......"
The first half of the sentence sounds normal, but why does the second half of the sentence sound so weird?
Xiao Yimo clutched the soft jade fingers in his palm, only to feel that the tyrannical intent on it was gradually disappearing, but looking at Ye Wuqing's eyes became darker and darker.
The red eyes that had just calmed down were filled with a crazy hideous color.
Xiao Yi felt a strong sense of dryness surging up, his heart palpitated badly, and his mouth was dry. He licked his thin lips and looked at the person in front of him, like a wolf who had been hungry for more than ten days, and saw the delicious food.
Xiao Yi obeyed the desire in his heart, pressed it directly, pressed Ye Wuqing under him, and gnawed down unscrupulously along the other party's fair-skinned neck.
Ye Wuqing: "!! ”
Ye Wuqing was stunned by a wolf-like bite, and then he was furious, raised his foot and kicked it hard.
It's the other way around!
This body had just taken the poison and was weak, and Ye Wuqing kicked Xiao Yi's thigh, as if he was flirting.
Xiao Yi just bit her neck with a bite that was neither light nor heavy, and Ye Wuqing's voice, which was originally full of momentum and wanted to scold, became soft and weak.
"Get out of here!"
Hearing the voice coming out of his throat, Ye Wuqing couldn't help but tremble, and his scalp was numb: "......"
It's not her!!
This delicate, soft, coquettish voice with a crying voice must not have come from her!
Ye Wuqing suddenly felt a chill on his shoulders.
The dress was ripped off.
Ye Wuqing: "......"
Xiao Yi's gasping between his snorts became heavier and heavier, echoing in the quiet palace, making people red-faced.
The maids in the palace had already retreated with great eyes.
Heavy gasping accompanied by strong desire rang in her ears, and a pair of hot hands touched the delicate skin under the clothes, and Ye Wuqing's body trembled subconsciously.
Even if the body is not your own, it feels like it!
was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, Ye Wuqing's face was almost gloomy enough to squeeze out water.
"You get out of the way......"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Wuqing bit off his tongue.
This soft voice simply made her lose her old face!