Xiao Tingchen was born as handsome as a demon, his face was hidden in half-light and half-darkness, and his eyelashes were drooping, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Xiao—"

As soon as she opened her mouth, the man pinched her jaw and suddenly leaned over and kissed her mouth.

The extraordinarily long kiss was not as gobbling up as before, but patiently taking care of her feelings, exchanging each other's softness and taste little by little.

"Uh-huh......" Su Jiu gasped slightly.

Her body was a little limp.

Xiao Tingchen always lowered his eyelashes, and his eyes were indifferent.

Just as Su Jiu closed his eyes, he let go of his mouth.

A silver liquid connected the lips and teeth of the two, and in the faint dormitory, it was extremely ambiguous.

He brushed the broken hair on the girl's forehead, "Su Xiaojiu, it turns out that you still like me." ”

Su Jiu opened his eyes suddenly.

It was like cold water poured from head to toe, making her feel cold all over her body.

She stared at Xiao Tingchen.

This man wantonly tortures and humiliates her, and he has a black heart and no one in his eyes, how can she like him?

Xiao Tingchen's fingertips pressed on her delicate and soft lips, "Here, you can't deceive people......"

He didn't know what kind of emotions Su Jiu and Xie Rongjing had when they kissed.

But he knew that when Su Jiu kissed him, the mood was an expectation and pleasure that she couldn't find herself.

He was satisfied.

He leaned down and bit the girl's lip, "My sister's lip is soft, and it tastes extra sweet and tender." ”

He played a little trick on Su wine and left with a gentle smile.

Su Jiu was annoyed, and wanted to wipe his lips with a handkerchief, but he touched something cold in his sleeve pocket.

She took it out, and it turned out to be a string of brass keys.

Did Xiao Tingchen just stuff it for her?

The girl was puzzled.

……

The other side.

When the magnates gathered in the Eight Princes' Mansion to eat, drink and play, a green-skinned carriage quietly drove out of Chang'an.

The driver was a Beiliang man, who seemed to have something important, and as soon as he drove to the official road, the speed began to increase.

The interior of the car is luxuriously furnished and comfortable.

Jin Xuanyin raised his chin arrogantly, "I didn't expect that you would take the initiative to return to the Beiliang Imperial Court with me." Rong Zheng, you really still love me. ”

After the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, the envoys of Beiliang had already returned to the imperial court, but Jin Xuanyin was still quietly staying in Chang'an.

Not for anything else, just for tolerance.

She wanted to listen to Su Jiu's plan and take Rong Zheng back to Beiliang together.

The man in white is victorious and snowy, his long crow green hair is scattered behind his back, and his face is as handsome as the bright moon.

He laughed, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he said warmly, "These days, I live in the small courtyard with you, as if I have returned to the past." ”

Jin Xuanyin smiled.

Back then, she was just a brutal and willful little princess, and she wanted to challenge the dancing girl in the world, but she was defeated by Katsuki Ji.

She was overly sad, but Rong Zheng comforted her throughout the whole process and helped her get out of the shadow of failure.

She and Rong Zheng spent a very happy time in a small cabin in the peach blossom forest on the outskirts of the city.

It's just that she was young and ignorant at the time, she regarded Rong Zheng as a face that could be fiddled with at will, and after regaining her self-confidence, she wanted to return to the Northern Liang Imperial Court to marry the hero of the Gobi steppe.

She abandoned Rong Zheng and said goodbye.

She didn't know how Rong Zheng came out of the trauma back then, and when she got the news of him again, he was already preparing to marry the concubine of the Duke of Lu.

It's just that later by mistake, he didn't marry Su Jiu, but married Yuan Fuxue, the lord of Northwest County.

But so what, after all, in this man's mind, she Jin Xuanyin is unique and irreplaceable.

The girl's smile was sexy and seductive, straddled Rong Zheng's waist, and tore open his shirt without saying anything, "Rong Zheng, I want it...... The carriage was bumpy, and it must have had a different taste. ”

Beiliang women are bold by nature and are very active in this kind of thing.

Rong Zheng sat lazily on the soft couch, letting the girl untie her clothes.

Anyway, these days, they haven't done it less when they were in the small courtyard.

After tossing for half an hour, Rong Zheng was mainly anti-guest, and pressed Jin Xuanyin under him.

The girl's body is slender and full, and her wheat-colored skin has a wild beauty that is different from that of a girl in the Central Plains, teasing a man's vision, which is very easy to make people enthusiastic.

And Rong Zheng seems to be weak and slender, but he is extremely wild when he indulges on the couch.

Jin Xuanyin gasped violently, her hands clinging to Rong Zheng's shoulders, and when she was about to reach that point, her face suddenly distorted.

Her whole body curled up in a ball, whimpering in pain.

Hands on the lower abdomen tremblingly.

The flat and soft lower abdomen has a jeweled dagger.

Jin Xuanyin's face turned pale, and he stared at Rong Zheng in disbelief, "You ......"

Rong Zheng smiled indifferently, "I have the advantage of being a person, that is, I never think about the past. For me, Sister Xuanyin has become a thing of the past, and getting Su Xiaojiu is my future. In the past few days, Sister Xuanyin has accompanied me and had a good time, which can be regarded as fulfilling the dream of my youth. In the future, I don't need Sister Xuanyin anymore. ”

He didn't bother to listen to Jin Xuanyin anymore, so he casually covered Jin Xuanyin's mouth with a handkerchief, and pulled out the dagger mercilessly.

The blood was oozing and shocking.

Jin Xuanyin struggled hard, but he couldn't withstand the man's strength, and finally slowly stopped moving.

Rong Zheng wiped the dagger clean and put it in his sleeve pocket.

The carriage continued to move forward, and the coachman hummed a little song from Bei Liang, and did not hear the movement in the carriage at all.

Walking to an uninhabited official road, the secret guards of the Rong family appeared silently, ambushed the carriage and the front and rear guards, and the people loyal to Jin Xuanyin were all wiped out, and none of them were spared.

"Master!"

The guards bowed their hands in front of the car.

Rong Zheng's face is cold, like the moonlight on a winter night.

He lowered his eyelashes, and in the gloomy carriage, he slowly cut off Jin Xuanyin's head.

He wrapped the human head that was still dripping blood, got out of the carriage, and said lightly, "Destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, and don't let people find the clues." ”

"Yes!"

The Dark Guards sprang into action.

Rong Zheng took the carriage of the Rong family and turned back towards Chang'an City.

He sat with his cheeks crossed, and on the small Buddha table in his hand, there was Jin Xuanyin's head.

He smiled, "Sister Xuanyin lost me back then, and now it's time to repay it." Taishi Zhao's side has already made arrangements, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed. ”

Palace.

It was getting late, Su Jiu was sitting on a soft couch by the window eating porridge, and Xiao Tingchen quietly appeared.

He sat down next to the girl and took her porridge casually, "Eat this at night?" ”

"Hmm."

Xiao Tingchen's eyes immediately darkened, and he was about to ask Bai Lu to go to the imperial dining room for questioning, but Su Jiu grabbed him and said softly, "I want to eat porridge myself, and it has nothing to do with the imperial dining room." ”

She was afraid that Xiao Tingchen would anger others again and kill innocents indiscriminately.

"I'm already thin, and I don't want to eat well...... Xiao Tingchen said coldly, sensing the girl's suspicious gaze, he immediately covered the doting under his eyes, and changed his words, "Feel a handful of bones, how can you make me happy in bed?" ”