Chapter 3 Summons the Bedchamber

Shangyang Villa is located in the south of the city, only half a cup of tea away from the imperial palace.

Looking at the familiar streets and alleys around him through the car window all the way, the waves surged in his heart to set off two moods, in addition to the unknown future, as well as the remembrance of the past, Mu Bangshang vowed to make the executioners of those poisonous tribesmen pay for their blood debts!

The sisters rode in the same carriage and were arranged by the guards to live in a courtyard not far from the master bedroom, Mu Elegy looked at the luxurious hall, and was very happy to be able to leave the cage of Qianjiao Pavilion alive.

"Sister, we finally escaped, it's like a dream."

The corners of Mu Wanshang's lips raised a trace of amazement in her heart, the Gu poison on their bodies had not yet been resolved, and they were still controlled by others. They were sent by the crown prince to King Yu's side, and King Yu knew that although the palace King Yu interceded for her, it was still unknown whether he could trust her words.

"Sister, the prince of Silla is gentle and noble, and it should be right to serve carefully in the future."

Speaking of Li Ge, Mu Wangge's cheeks were dyed crimson, her eyebrows were rolling, and she was secretly glad that she had never seen such a handsome man, and she was still so gentle.

Thinking of that King Yu, he unconsciously felt a chill in his bones, not only worried about his sister.

My sister almost lost her life, but now she doesn't have to marry Fanbang, and she has a good home, which is all due to her sister.

Mingli stared at it with clear eyes, "Sister, elegy remembers my sister's goodness, and he will definitely repay his sister one day." ”

Mu Wanshang's tightly locked eyebrows gradually softened, and he said softly: "Sister, what kind of stupid thing is this, my parents died early, leaving our sisters to depend on each other, so naturally we have to support each other." ”

The light on the horizon slowly faded, and when the darkness obscured the last glimmer of light on the horizon, night fell again.

The two sisters have settled down, and Mu Bangshang wants to find an opportunity to get close to King Yu at this moment, but the guards outside the door are very tightly guarded, and they dare not act rashly.

After a long wait, the door was pushed open, and a young woman about twenty years old, dressed as a brown power suit. I didn't expect King Yu to be surrounded by female guards? The woman's eyebrows are heroic, not a beauty, but a good temperament.

The light maid behind him rushed in and filled the table with all kinds of delicacies.

Mu Wanshang was puzzled, they were just playthings given by the prince to King Yu, and they weren't even concubines, so such a rich feast would inevitably make people uneasy? Could it be that this is a severed head meal, and King Yu wants to send them on the road?

"What does this sister mean?"

"The prince is not used to eating the food of the capital, so he will give it to the two of you. From now on, the two of you will stay by the side of King Yu and serve. ”

Mu Elegy was stunned, "Didn't the prince give me to the prince of the king?" ”

When Yan Jiu heard this, he frowned slightly, "The prince of the king has already transferred you to King Yu." ”

Ignoring the loneliness in Mu Wangge's eyes, the eyes of exploration are a little sharp, looking at Mu Bangshang, her appearance is beautiful, and her posture is enchanting, but she has the ability to confuse people. Even King Yu, who has never been close to women, actually announced that she was bed, which is unbelievable.

Mu Bangshang was a little worried by her sharp eyes, and her heart became more and more uneasy.

"I don't know what my sister commands."

Yan Jiu retracted his eyes and snorted: "Your good day has come, tonight King Yu will announce that you will go to bed!" ”

The night wind was cold, and the moon also got into the thick clouds, and the night wind blew, and the cold wind blew the light clothes and cold body.

Walking with a slow pace, she has never done anything with men and women in her past and present lives, and she doesn't know martial arts, so she doesn't want to become a plaything on other people's beds.

Came to King Yu's bedroom, "Lord, someone has brought it." ”

"Come in!"

Hearing the cold and lazy voice of King Yu in the room, a heart was panicked and raised in his throat, only to feel tightness in his throat.

Yan Jiu heard Mu Wansheng's muffled snort, and saw that she was not happy along the way, and she seemed to be a little timid.

It is a great blessing to serve the prince, "Come on in!" Our prince has a bad temper, be careful! ”

"Yes!"

Mu Wanshang moved lightly and pushed the door in.

"Ah Jiu, you're reminding her."

Yan Jiu heard Ye Zheng's cold shout, what kind of master there is, what kind of guard there is.

Haha said: "I'm just afraid that she will spoil her grandfather's Yaxing." ”

The mist in the room curled frequently, diffusing around her, and it was King Yu bathing.

Mu Wanshang lowered his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, but his heart was unconsciously flustered, and his body became stiff.

"Mu Bangshang has seen the prince." The voice is tense.

Xuanyuan was in the bathtub, and his cold eyes looked at the woman in front of him, not as bold as the seduction on the main hall.

I couldn't help but feel disdain in my heart, "Come here, massage this king!" ”

Mu Bangsheng hesitated towards the bathtub, his eyes caught a glimpse of Yu Wangjun's beautiful face, long ink-colored hair draped over his shoulders, Xin long neck, exposed strong shoulders, crimson cheeks in an instant, and a heart seemed to jump out of his heart.

Qianqiansu's hands were as thin as ice, and she trembled slightly and attached to her naked and tight shoulders. The broad arms were scorching hot, the tentacles were slippery, and the moist droplets on the skin were dripping.

Mu Bangshang tried to calm the restlessness in her heart, she still had something to say.

Before he could speak, he was suddenly pulled closer to the bath bucket by a pair of powerful palms, and the warm water penetrated into his nose and he couldn't breathe.

Dragged by a pair of hands, her head surfaced, and she finally exhaled, a dexterous tongue blocked her lips, domineeringly plundering the abundant spring liquid in her mouth, and the strong masculine aura shrouded her.

The body was imprisoned, and the big hand tore the tulle on the chest, wantonly kneading the round fullness.

The fear in Mu Bangsang's heart rose from the bottom of her heart, extending to her limbs and bones as the blood flowed. She still has something to say, she doesn't want to be a plaything in King Yu's bed yet, she wants revenge and wants to live with dignity.

Biting down hard, he immediately felt the incomparably salty in his mouth, and a trace of red overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Xuanyuan was extremely stinging in his mouth, this woman actually resisted, and immediately let go, spit out a mouthful of fishy salt, and her cold eyes were murderous.

A strong force burst through the tub with a loud noise, and the warmth flowed all over the floor.

Mu Bangshang trembled with horror, wet and sticky, and his clothes were clinging to his body.

"Since you're not seducing, what is the purpose of this Fang Jinpa?"

Mu Bangshang didn't know when he put on his clothes, maybe for a moment, wrapped tightly in the torn scattered clothes, "Lord, I am the righteous daughter of the imperial envoy Xilinyong, I know the secret of the account book, if the prince is willing to avenge the Xilin family, I am willing to hand over the account book." ”

I have never heard of Xilinyong having a righteous daughter, and with Xilinyong's character, he will definitely not send a person who does not know martial arts to the prince's side.

The account books have been destroyed, how could it come out of thin air, it is still a woman sent by the prince. The prince used Jinpa as bait and let himself leave the woman behind.

Shangyang Villa is full of eyeliner, and the prince wants to use the account book to invite you into the urn?

Thinking of the performance of the woman in the main hall, I left the woman to observe slowly.

The eyes under the black hair are treacherous, and the corners of the lips are drawn in a cold arc.

"What books? The king did not know. ”