The dark guard told her that Jin Shu was planning to use the original trick, and sent a dark guard to her side in disguise as her, and Jin Roujia listened to it and meditated for a moment. pulled the jade pendant that she had been wearing on her body, and there was a bright flat character on the back, as if she was laughing at her stupidity.

She handed it to the Dark Guard: "Take the place of the Dark Guard, put it on, and test Achille." "The secret guards came and went without a trace, and under the surveillance of Jin Shu, they entered and exited the Jiaofang Hall as if there was nothing.

Zuo Xiang's place where she can start from Song Zi'an, it seems that she has to find another opportunity to sneak out of the palace to respond to him. Jin Roujia closed her eyes and lay on her side on the couch, holding an idle book in her hand, and she didn't know where she had gone. The summer light was scattered, dazzling people's dizziness, and Jin Shu walked lightly towards the delicate beauty sleeping on the couch.

Jin Shu was entangled in government affairs and had not stayed in the Jiaofang Hall for a few days.

"Your Majesty?!" Jin Roujia exclaimed, she never thought that a man would come over at this hour.

The two hadn't seen each other for a few days, and Jin Roujia thought that he was entangled in government affairs and would not come to look for her in the near future, so she relaxed her vigilance and softened her body.

Jin Shu replied vaguely, and a hot kiss touched her lips and chin.

After sobering up, Jin Roujia raised her hand and pushed the man away, scooped up her clothes to cover her body, her face was pale, and she hid to the side with a trembling body.

Jin Shu, who was pushed away, was very puzzled, frowned deeply, clamped Jin Roujia with a strong arm, fixed the person in his arms, grabbed his chin with his big palm, and looked at her with a gloomy gaze: "Why push me?" ”

Jin Roujia's chest stopped for a moment, her eyes were filled with tears, and she asked him in a low voice: "What is Your Majesty as a concubine?" Is it Your Majesty's Empress? Is the Ming Media marrying a wife or a plaything for His Majesty's pleasure? She was the first to scream, and she questioned in a loud voice, so as to cover up her heart and the flaws that were almost exposed—the queen whom Jinshu had coaxed her to do would never hide from his pleas.

Jin Shu was obviously stopped by her question, stunned for a moment, and the panic that flashed in his eyes was quickly covered with coldness: "Who taught you to say such unseemly words?" ”

"Has Your Majesty ever given anything to his concubines?" Jin Roujia lowered her posture, softened her tone, and pretended to be a deep resentful woman. Jin Shu only felt ridiculous, she talked to herself about sincerity? With a gloomy face, he turned over and pressed the person in his arms heavily on the beauty couch, and tore open the clothes that covered his delicate body with both hands.

"Your Majesty!" Jin Rou Jiayuan opened her eyes, the difference in strength between the two was huge, and she couldn't break free. Jin Shu sneered at the corner of his lips, looking at the queen's frightened expression, tyranny hit his heart, and his actions became a little rougher.

"I'm just a pampered queen, why is the queen so unwilling?" The more Jin Roujia resisted, the more she didn't let herself touch her, the more gloomy Jin Shu's heart became.

In the past, the arrogant Princess Roujia used him as a plaything that came and went when she was called, and now the princess has become her own forbidden body, fiddling with him, but why is he so frightened by his touch today? Jin Shu thought to himself: Could it be that Jin Roujia has recovered his memory?

"Your Majesty...... I just want a concubine...... Body? Jin Roujia pursed her lips and asked him in disbelief.

Jin Shu sneered, his handsome face was close, and his fingertips lightly touched Jin Roujia's lips: "Queen...... I am very happy to be born well. As soon as the words fell, the delicate body under him stiffened.

Seeing the pale faces of the people under him, he said tentatively: "The matter of husband and wife is reasonable, why does the queen resist?" ”

The eyes are deep, bottomless, the thick ink color is like an endless abyss, and Jinshu's persecution is like beating a drum on Roujia's heart.

Jin Roujia lowered her eyes, her face was bitter, her teeth were clenched and her lip was bitten, and she resisted silently.

The monstrous anger was in Jin Shu's chest, and Jin Roujia was now so much like everything after the wedding night.

"What the hell are you going to do?" He questioned in a deep voice, pinching his cheeks with his fingers, forcing Jin Roujia to raise his eyes to meet him.

"Please take back your favor."

"Huh, take it back? The queen is just a slut for my amusement, and I want you today, and I can't help you. Jin Shujun's beautiful face was like a gloomy curtain, ruthlessly tearing her clothes.

The hot chest was pressed against the sharp hard object.

Jin Roujia's eyes were like torches, shooting straight into the haze of his heart, the hairpin in her hand was like a sharp blade, but whenever his hand moved again, this sharp blade would poke into his chest and cut through his heart.

"Roujia?" Although he doubted, he believed a little: "When did you remember?" ”

"Your Majesty, isn't the concubine the queen?" The man below him pressed the hairpin against his throbbing chest, and a small dot poked out of the sharp tip, as if she could see blood with some force. She asked Jin Shu with a mocking smile, and her originally pure and flawless eyes were full of ridicule at him.

Jin Shu's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Jin Roujia! ”

"What if you remember? Can you escape? Jin Shu sneered, pinching her cheeks with both fingers, indifferent to the hairpin against his chest.

"Why do the three emperor brothers bother the palace in every way?"

"Mother's debt is repaid, what did the concubine do to me and my mother, I will repay you one by one, how do you want me to let you go?" Jin Shu leaned down as he spoke, the tip of his nose against Roujia's side, and all the warm breath was spit on the side of her ear, and the words that came out of her mouth taught her a chill. Due to his persecution, Jin Roujia bent her elbow unnaturally, and the hairpin did not enter an inch.

"Hongu didn't think about it, only remembered a few fragments in a trance."

"Are you teasing me? Jin Roujia, you are very bold. ”

Jin Shu was aroused by Roujia's specious words, but the culprit said lightly and did not fully remember it. How can he not be angry? In the past, he was teased by her and almost paid his sincerity, but today he is the emperor, and he is still teased and deceived by her? Jin Shu didn't believe Jin Roujia's words, and he was sure that Roujia had recovered her memory.

The big palm forcibly tore open her clothes, and the sound of silk tearing was particularly harsh and abrupt.

Jin Roujia's body stiffened suddenly, the hand holding the hairpin tilted a few points, the tip pierced the fragile skin, and the blood beads poured out drop by drop. She screamed angrily: "Jinshu! Stop it! Put the main palace"

Jin Shu's sturdy texture had old scars, and the hairpin suddenly poked into the bite of a mosquito, he frowned deeply, completely ignoring the blood flowing from his chest: "Don't think, Jin Roujia, you don't want to let you go in your life!" ”

A faint white light flashed in his mind, a bright candle flame, a dazzling dragon and phoenix double candle, and a torn wedding robe......

The handsome and twisted face in front of her was hideous, like a man-eating monster in the eighteenth layer of hell, with a bloody mouth, the hairpin was a few inches deeper, and the blood gushed more rapidly, dripping on her body, and the smell of blood permeated between the two.

Jin Shu's eyes were red, staring at Jin Roujia's pale complexion, and his body was approaching inch by inch.

The hairpin was also so deep that only the end was in Jin Roujia's hands, and the blood on his chest gushed more and more.

Drop after drop of viscous blood, it rolled down to Jin Roujia's pale lips, as if dyed with good rouge and coated with demonic smelt.

The eyelashes trembled, the starlight in her eyes was full of Yiyi streamers, the chaotic brain was like a hard object crushing, many fragments were broken and flattened, suddenly dizzy and swollen, the fragments in the brain rotated at high speed, the past was vivid, and she looked at the first half of her life like a horse.

She remembered.

remembered that she was the princess of Roujia of the Great Yan Dynasty, remembered her mother and brother, and remembered that the man on her body was the source of her life's nightmares and dreams.

"Jin, Roujia has never been sorry for you." Her eyes were filled with tears, and the pain she saw spread across her cheeks. The hand holding the hairpin was released, and both hands climbed Jinshu's arms, the bottom of his eyes was open, and his straightforward words with a clear conscience were more burning than the poking of the hairpin. Jin Shu narrowed his eyes and breathed deeply.

"I don't believe a word." He skipped her expression, and kissed the blood-stained cherry lips on his cold thin lips, and he was so powerful that he didn't stop until he saw blood meandering out.

It seems that seeing her frowning in pain can teach him to extinguish his anger and have the illusion of completely controlling Jin Roujia.

The blood in his chest was extremely demonic, and Jin Shu inevitably lost his soul, so it was okay to die with her like this, and the two of them couldn't tell who told the truth and who paid half more sincerity and half of the sincerity wrongly.

"Smack-" The wind swept across his steep face with a palm, and a slap mark was abruptly imprinted on the side of his face. Jin Roujia used all her strength to wake him up for a moment. "Brother Sanhuang, this palace is a princess!"

Word by word reminded him of the irreversible bond between the two, Jin Shu's hand touched the hot part of the upper half of his face, and the tip of his tongue licked the tip of his teeth, as if he was bloodthirsty. His wicked gaze swept over her body, and the corners of his lips pursed into a sneer: "If I want it, I will be the princess of the Great Yan Dynasty." ”

The big palm cupped her slender neck without pity, and the sharp teeth pierced the skin between the neck, Jin Shu completely lost the arrogance of the emperor, and sucked her flesh viciously: "I am not as good as such a beast, Jin Roujia, you are not much better." ”

Her eyes were full of tears, Jin Shu was right, no matter how much the princess's arrogance was engraved in her bones, she was just a prisoner in front of him to play with.

She suddenly remembered Jin Shu when she was young, with a thin body, a long body, always a set of washed white robes, standing outside the door of the school holding a book and listening to Mr.'s lectures, the rest of the princes regarded him as a wild seed, and the little people who accompanied him were more noble than him.

However, his posture is still upright, holding the text he excerpted by the lamp.

Jin Roujia peeked at him outside the hall, he was always so noble, and every place attracted her young and admired.

Even if the mother concubine mentions her face: "Rourou, don't have any contact with that wild seed." She was still well-behaved, and turned her head to make her newly learned pastries and sent the little maid to the prince's mansion, and tricked him into making more food for the maidservant, and it was a pity to throw it away, and specially rewarded him with a taste. Jin Shu pursed a gentle smile at the corner of her lips, and the sea of stars at the bottom of her eyes was her young dream: "There is the tenth imperial sister." ”

Perhaps since then, he has never been gentle with her, eating the food made by the enemy, wearing the clothes given by the enemy, and teaching the enemy to read and write, all of which he has endured in desperation. The mother concubine has never been right: "Silly Jiaojiao, he is not as gentle and polite as he seems to be humble and low-key, this son is unpredictable, and he is definitely not a thing in the pool, so don't get close to him." ”

She was his scheme, and so was he.

"Why are you crying so squeamish?" Tears filled the whole little face.

He had changed his gentle countenance.

Rou Jia sobbed again and again, grabbed his strong shoulders, and cried to him: "Brother Shu, you, you let Rourou go." ”

After a pause, Jin Shu's face softened, and she wiped the tears on her face with her big palm: "No, I will never let you go in this life." Nice, isn't it good to stay by my side? ”

The hairpin on his chest was still straight and straight, and the blood from the wound gradually stopped, coagulated and dried up. It's like a dispute that just happened, as if it hadn't happened.

"Rourou, give birth to a little prince for me." His big palm with a hot temperature covered Jin Roujia's flat lower abdomen, and when he was most fascinated, he probably didn't have a clear mind to say such a thing.