Yan Yue woke up quietly, only to find that everything around her had become very unfamiliar, the pale green curtains, the light pink bedding, and even the cushions and table covers on the table and chairs were faint and elegant, which made people feel calm. Even though Xuanyuan Yaohui's sharp call "Yan Yan, get out of the way" still echoed in his ears, there was still an indescribable sharp pain in his chest, but at this time, he only felt that everything was so far away, as if he was unconsciously reincarnated again.

Where is this, Yan Yue doesn't know, although the girls who serve are all doing their best, they don't dare to speak casually as if they have some scruples in their hearts. It's just that from the dress and well-trained appearance of those serving girls, Yan Yue knows that these people are all from the palace. Two days ago, Yan Yue didn't have the strength to think, the pain in her chest made Yan Yue only feel like she wanted to sleep, she drank a bowl of thick medicinal soup every morning, noon and evening, and the rest of the time was to sleep.

The medicine is a good medicine, even if she pinched her nose, Yan Yue knew how many precious medicinal materials were added to this medicine. Those medicinal materials are precious enough for ordinary people to live a good life for a year, don't bother. Therefore, even if the medicine is a little bitter, Yan Yue is reluctant to waste a penny, because the medicine for treating internal injuries is even more difficult to buy.

After three days, the pain was visibly controlled. Yan Yue's brain began to think rapidly, what is going on if she hurts herself and then heals herself? Yan Yue couldn't figure it out, but she knew that Murong Yan must have a reason to do so. And no matter where this is, Yan Yue believes that it must be Murong Yan's territory. One person for one city, how could Murong Yan give up such a piece of fat as himself?

Even if she is in a hurry, she will get up to any effect, so all Yan Yue has to do every day is to wait. The days of waiting like this are lonely, there are no medical books, no poison books, no silver needles, and no medicine...... Some are just lonely and blank. Yan Yue even understood one thing, those palace maids didn't have scruples if they didn't speak, but they couldn't speak at all, they were all dumb. I don't know if it's dumb, or because I served Yan Yue, I was dumb. Yan Yue's expectation is the first reason, but she also knows in her heart that it must be the second. Therefore, Yan Yue's heart was even more guilty of these serving girls, and she couldn't imagine that she had actually affected these strangers.

Now Yan Yue is very much looking forward to the appearance of that old man Xiao, it stands to reason that the old man Xiao is so powerful, how can he not find himself? I haven't soaked in the medicinal bath for the past few days, I guess the old man will die of regret! Yan Yue decided that when she met the old man again, she must make fun of him.

Later, Yan Yue found a way to pass the time, and that was origami. First, I folded some butterflies and dragonflies, and there was a pot of pothos in the house, and Yan Yue put these butterflies and dragonflies on top of the pothos one by one, but unfortunately the paper was white, and there was a feeling of doing a funeral that made people panic. Later, Yan Yue began to fold the snowflakes, this fold is a day, in addition to eating and drinking medicine, Yan Yue's time is spent on folding snowflakes, and only a room full of snowflakes before resting.

When the evening came, Yan Yue asked the girls to leave only the dim light in the house, and then scattered all the snowflakes on the ground, and then walked gently on the snowflakes on tiptoe, only to hear the creaking sound under their feet, which really felt like stepping on the snow. The more Yan Yue walked, the happier she became, which reminded Yan Yue of playing in the snow in her previous life.

"Happy, I didn't expect Snow Princess to have such a good time at this time." The familiar voice made all Yan Yue's movements freeze there, and she slowly turned around and saw Murong Yan standing at the door. The narrow phoenix eyes, the sarcastic smile at the corners of the lips, and the tall and straight body all made Yan Yue's heart no longer tranquil. Under Yan Yue's gaze, Murong Yan strode over, but every step he took made the anger in Yan Yue's heart a little higher.

Looking at him, Yan Yue thought of the Qinzheng Palace, remembered the dying prayer of her mother Li Yunniang, remembered the blood in that place, and even remembered that there was a strong smell of blood on the tip of Yan Yue's nose at this time...... Now this man is still so confined to himself, and the purpose is only to exchange himself for a city. For a moment, Yan Yue wanted to kill him, but Yan Yue knew that she couldn't kill him! The so-called heroes don't suffer immediate losses, and Yan Yue's current solution is only to back down.

Murong Yan was getting closer and closer, and Yan Yue had no way to retreat. Staring at Murong Yan's fiery eyes, Yan Yue suddenly realized some kind of danger, and suddenly asked, "May I ask what the emperor called me just now?" ”

"Snow Princess, this is the name I want to give you. Yan Shuyuan died suddenly in grief because of the death of her mother, and since then there is no woman named Yan Yue in this world. And I will summon the world that Princess Murong Xue will marry Ling Yuechen, the emperor of Cangmu Kingdom, and Ling Yuechen will take Yucheng as a dowry to marry you. Murong Yan said coldly, looking Yan Yue up and down, but his gaze became deeper and deeper.

It is still a city with people, but the saying has changed, and the "exchange" has become a "dowry". Yan Yue understood almost instantly what the purpose of such a workaround was. Wouldn't it be a bit of an insult to Murong Yan's ability to exchange a woman for a city, but he was trying to find a way to block the mouth of others. Yan Yue couldn't help but laugh sarcastically: "Then I want to congratulate the emperor on adding a sister, and then congratulate the emperor on getting Yucheng without spending a single soldier, and also congratulate the emperor on his fame for forever among the people." ”

A hint of fierceness flashed in Murong Yan's eyes, and the look in his eyes towards Yan Yue was even more terrifying. There was a terrible silence in the room, and this oppressive feeling made Yan Yue unbearable, and once again laughed sarcastically: "Your Majesty, it's late, please turn around." ”

"Turn--turn? Where did I go? I'm here tonight. Murong Yan said and took another step closer, this time the two were almost together. There was a living ** and hatred in his eyes, and his hot eyes had a feeling of wanting to peel Yan Yue alive. Looking at the familiar face that was close at hand, smelling the unique aura on his body, Yan Yue was already trembling, and he couldn't imagine that at this time, what he Murong Yan wanted to possess himself was!

"I'm not your woman now, but your sister, isn't the emperor afraid of being ridiculed when he does this?" Yan Yue tried hard to push away the hand he had placed on his face, but that hand was so powerful that even if Yan Yue tried her best, she couldn't shake it even a bit.

"Sister, you're just a broken shoe I don't want. Tomorrow, I will personally take you out of the city. I just wondered, why Ling Yuechen was so reluctant to wear a broken shoe, since he liked to wear broken shoes so much, I would wear this broken shoe to the end and give it to her! Murong Yan said sarcastically. Yan Yue couldn't have imagined that this insulting language came from the mouth of a high emperor, Yan Yue was resentful, Yan Yue was angry, Yan Yue was afraid, but Yan Yue had nothing to do. The clothes on his body have been changed, and the medicine has long been gone, not to mention that even if the medicine is taken out, there is no way to deal with Murong Yan. In Yan Yue's fright, he had already picked up Yan Yue like an eagle catching a chicken and walked towards the sandalwood bed.

"Beasts are not as good as beasts!" In Yan Yue's angry scolding, Murong Yan had already pressed her under him fiercely. With the sound of tears in her clothes, Yan Yue's heart was like an ice cellar. Between the struggles, Murong Yan had already clicked on Yan Yue's acupoint. Yan Yue could only watch him tear his clothes one by one. Seeing his hand on his chest, the sense of shame made Yan Yue's hatred even stronger. But the sudden stinging pain in her chest still made Yan Yue cry out.

"It's really good, it's really a shameless **, no wonder so many men are crazy about you." There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Murong Yan's mouth, but his subordinates increased their intensity, and the pain made Yan Yue almost cry. This man, how much Yan Yue loved him in the past, how much hatred he has now. The pain was intensifying, but Yan Yue held back her tears, gritted her teeth, and didn't let herself scream. It's just that Yan Yue couldn't understand, he said that there were so many men, who else would there be besides Ling Yuechen?

"Why don't you scream? Is it because I'm not doing well? Murong Yan sneered again and tore the last piece of clothing on Yan Yue's body, and his hand also shifted to the battlefield and probed into Yan Yue's private garden. Yan Yue couldn't dodge, so she could only close her eyes and stop looking at Murong Yan, and scolded hatefully: "Murong Yan, you treat me like this, one day, I will take revenge all of them!" ”

"You want to retaliate, how to retaliate, is it when you come strong. If you rape me, then I welcome it. I'm going to let you see with your own eyes how you're possessed by me, and I'm going to hear your ** scream with my own ears, so that he can get your revenge one day. Murong Yan had already become crazy, and the corners of his thin mouth hooked up a weird smile, not giving Yan Yue any chance to struggle, but he smiled evilly, and then kissed Yan Yue's chest. Unlike before, his lips tossed and sucked, and the tenderness was infinite. Under Yan Yue's anger, his lips went down the edge, staying in his abdomen for a moment, but he resolutely moved down, suddenly holding on to the secret place, Yan Yue screamed again.

"**, it's really good!" Murong Yan raised his head and smiled wildly, but after finishing speaking, he started a new attack. Yan Yue panicked, but she couldn't escape. As he attacked more and more intensely, his body had bursts of pleasure uncontrollably. Yan Yue's tears flowed again, biting her lip fiercely to prevent herself from screaming, he Murong Yan still wanted Yan Yue to flatter Chenghuan in this situation, and truly implemented the title of ** in his mouth, Yan Yuebian was unwilling to do what he wanted.

But the pleasure that came from the depths of his body was so real under Murong Yan's eyes, when Yan Yue gritted his teeth, his hand suddenly reached in, accompanied by violent twitching, and the sudden filling sensation made Yan Yue scream and tears couldn't help but fall.

"Slut, I can't imagine that even your fingers will make you so happy!" He grinned, withdrew his hand, and then bent down, deeply invading the already fiery and high-spirited thing, and then sprinted wildly. This kind of love is a kind of hellish torture, and this kind of humiliation makes Yan Yue really want to die.

"**, scream, why don't you call ......" Murong Yan was like a wounded beast, lying on Yan Yue's body and twitching, while staring at his blood-red crazy eyes, and shouting hoarsely. What responded to him was Yan Yue's even more resentful eyes, and her clenched teeth were already bloody, and Yan Yue just didn't scream. The soaked pillow towel by the pillow witnessed Yan Yue's humiliation and helplessness, but he still asked for pleasure over and over again, pinching, kneading, and attacking, just to hear the people under him scream.

It was a crazy night, and he was eating that hormone, and he was crazy and brutal over and over again. He wanted to hear the screams of the people under him, and he wanted Yan Yue to witness his possession, whenever Yan Yue closed his eyes, he had to use various ways to make Yan Yue reopen his eyes. Love is gone, and all that remains is a strong hatred for each other.