Han Zeyu's eyes instantly became cold, and he deliberately detained the prime minister's family on the charge of forming a party for personal gain, in order to force Luo Ziyi out. When Mo Feiyang reported that Luo Ziyi was dead, he almost fell into despair, thinking that he would never have a chance to find out the truth about the fire ten years ago.

However, after sobering up in despair, he suddenly realized that since Luo Ziyi was no longer alive, why did he always get news that there was a trace of her, so he guessed that someone must be secretly manipulating all this, and came up with a plan to escort the prime minister and others to the execution ground, but he never thought that the fake Luo Ziyi attracted would be Si Yunsheng, who had been missing for several months.

In this way, he vaguely guessed the identity of the person behind the scenes.

Raising his eyebrows and glancing at her, Han Zeyu's faint voice rose faintly, with a hint of shallow banter: "You finally escaped from the control of this king, why do you have to come back with a fake identity?" Could it be that he is reluctant to marry someone else? ”

Luo Ziyi was not annoyed by his ambiguous and flirtatious words, but met his eyes coldly and quietly, and suddenly smiled: "If I said that I came back to kill you, will the prince believe it?" The delicate voice is light and beautiful, but the tone is cold without a trace of warmth.

"Oh, that's it......" Han Zeyu's deep pupils were half-narrowed, and he responded casually as if indifferently, a very strange smile bloomed on his cold face, and he suddenly raised his hand and waved his hand, quickly ripped off the bed curtain and used internal force to pull it out, the soft curtain was like a flexible poisonous snake, tightly wrapped around the waist of Luo Ziyi, who couldn't dodge, he pulled hard, Luo Ziyi's body suddenly flew up, and the moment she fell into the Luan bed, he turned her to the inside of the bed, and then turned over and pressed down, reversing her whole person in his arms!

Luo Ziyi was shocked, secretly annoyed in her heart, and suddenly raised her right elbow to attack his chest and abdomen from behind, but she didn't want him to catch her quickly, and her wide palm was fierce, but in an instant, her two wrists were tightly clamped on the top of her head by him!

"Why, do you want to try again, you're not the opponent of this king!" Seeing her glaring angrily and staring at him unconvinced, Han Zeyu evoked a smug smile, her deep eyes were full of cold and evil charm, and her handsome facial features looked even more charming under the flickering red candle light.

Luo Ziyi pursed his lips tightly, secretly knowing that his hand-to-hand combat was indeed no match for his internal strength, so he simply stopped moving, and his face was slightly red, but his eyes were as sharp as a blade, as if he was going to cut him with a thousand knives.

"Hmph, what if it's not your opponent, less nonsense!" She snorted coldly, stubbornly tilted her head, and didn't bother to look at him!

"Didn't you just say that you want to kill this king, since you can't beat me, how can you kill me?" Han Zeyu's cold voice was mixed with a hint of soft evil charm, and her deep eyes quietly stared at the woman who refused to admit defeat under her, her fair skin was as delicate as white porcelain, and her cold eyes as blue as the sky had an unstoppable arrogance and indifference, like an abyss, cold and cold.

Even if she is cold-blooded and ruthless like him, she never thought that this woman would have such a temperament, like a wild horse that has escaped from the leash, provoking his desire to conquer!

"Whether I can kill it or not, that's my business, don't worry about the prince!" Luo Ziyi replied coldly, trying to move the wrists that were clamped by him, but as soon as Fang moved, he increased his strength, and a slight pain suddenly began to spread from her wrists, she was so angry that she clenched her silver teeth, and was stunned not to snort, the towering softness on her chest kept floating up and down because of anger, and the beautiful curves tempted Han Zeyu's most primitive desire as a man. Hope.

He raised his hand, slender fingers caressed her jade-like smooth cheeks, the delicate touch came from the fingertips, it was so beautiful, his eyes instantly became hot, the light of the dancing flame seemed to incinerate the woman under him, the calloused palm slowly slid down her white neck, the thick palm rubbed against her soft skin, and there was an inexplicable heat that instantly rose from the bottom of her heart.

"Don't touch me!" Seeing that his hand was about to fall on her chest, Luo Ziyi let out a loud voice, trying to suppress the heat in her heart, and regained her usual calm.

Han Zeyu's phoenix eyes showed a smug crystalline, like a cold pool, with a little bit of charm and evil, brushing away the coldness and cruelty on weekdays, at this moment, he is like a demon full of infinite evil charm.

"If I don't touch you, how can this king spend candles with you, huh?" A low and seductive voice whispered, he raised his eyebrows, with a bit of provocation and ruffianism, and his broad palm did not fall on Luo Ziyi's chest, but stayed on her neck, and his fingers were lightly picked, and he brushed off the placket wrapped around the white jade neck, and his skin was as beautiful as a magnificent. Exposed, like a beaving mandala slowly blooming in the moonlight, exuding alluring bewilderment.

The coolness from the skin made Luo Ziyi ashamed and annoyed, her cold pupils flashed with anger, she turned her head suddenly, opened her small mouth, and bit the back of Han Zeyu's hand fiercely, the sharp teeth were full of edge, but in an instant, the thick smell of blood had already permeated her mouth!

"Damn it!" Han Zeyu snorted, twisted his sword eyebrows tightly, his eyes instantly became cold and gloomy, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand, only to see two rows of bloody tooth marks on the back of his hand!

"This king will let you know what it means to marry and obey a husband!" Holding back his temper, he burst out of his teeth, leaned down, and took her lips, the remaining blood on them invaded his mouth, arousing a stronger desire to conquer in him.

"Hmm......" Luo Ziyi tried to struggle, but he couldn't match his strength.

His kiss, with an irresistible wildness, ravaged her delicate lips and violently plundered her peculiar fragrance.

The intense pain caused by the frantic kiss made Luo Ziyi can't help but raise her eyebrows, she opened her teeth suddenly, and bit down hard, but Han Zeyu, who didn't want to be cunning, suddenly let go of her lips quickly, this time, her teeth slammed heavily on her lower lip, and she trembled lightly in pain.

"The first time you bit it, it was the king's carelessness, do you think the king will give you a second chance?" Han Zeyu smiled arrogantly, like a god in control, looking down at her who had eaten the consequences.

Luo Ziyi trembled with anger, her eyes were as sharp as ice, and she slashed at the man in front of her, and she really wanted to break his neck!

"I didn't expect the prince to be so superficial, a lustful and light man, it's really disgusting!" She bit her lip and said coldly word by word, her clear eyes as amber filled with her arrogance that could not be blasphemed.

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