Yun Tianyue's whole person was held in the man's arms, and he couldn't ignore the clear breath on his body.

The difference is that the smell of ambergris, which is clear to the bones, now smells a little warmer.

Sure enough, it's been seven years!

She closed her eyes, her mind was in turmoil, and she didn't know when she had fallen asleep.

It's just that those days and nights, experienced in the dark, with the cold that seems to be carried out of hell, attacked her.

Murong Jing keenly sensed the strangeness of the woman in his arms.

"Go away...... Don't ......"

Under the girl's delicate face, a face was as white as a ghost, and the fear that emanated from the depths of his heart, he had never seen on her face.

Even if the two met for the first time in the forbidden place,

Chapter 122 of "The Prince's Spoiled Little Poisonous Concubine" For her, it is the pain of the skin is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

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