Su Zhi's conditioned reflex was to jump up, but Nai Helian Mingrui's strength was too great, she was pressed to the bed and couldn't move! She threatened: "Stop! If you do this again, I'm going to—"

"What are you going to do?" He intercepted her words, and his voice was silent, as if he didn't take her in the slightest.

"I'll just ...... I won't act with you anymore! ”

There is no deterrent.

Oh my God, she made the special forces tremble three times, was eaten by this pervert!

"Oh? Hongu was very afraid. He didn't lift his eyelids.

With a strong hand, her clothes were stripped to her waist in a whole set!

Snow-white back, exposed to the air.

Suddenly losing her clothes to cover her, Su Zhi shivered for a while, but her heart sank into the abyss. She was on her back and didn't want anyone to know......

The coolness is getting heavier and heavier, almost like it is winter. After a few seconds, she understood that the coolness was coming from someone's gaze.

Helian Mingrui looked at the scar on her back, his eyes were cold, "How did the injury on your back come about?" ”

Su Zhi was silent.

The scars on her back are truly appalling. Whippings, burns, and knife cuts...... Pink and black, knotted on snow-white skin, like a centipede, disgusting and ugly. Even if a pervert like Helian Mingrui sees it, he will be disgusted.

Her heart suddenly became cold, and all the emotions just now disappeared, leaving only a shallow smile, "Back to the master, it was the slave who was disobedient and was beaten by the bustard's mother." ”

Lying is her second best.

Helian Mingrui smiled: "It's an ordinary person, I can't think of what kind of bustard mother is, and I will beat people with a hidden weapon." The cold voice revealed a bit of ridicule, Rao didn't believe it.

"It's an ordinary person, and I can't imagine that under His Highness's bedroom, there is a corpse lying down." Su Zhi was-for-tat. Since he saw her secret, she might as well mention his secret. See who will be soft first?

"The seal of the main palace is indeed interesting." After a long time, Helian Mingrui responded coldly, "If you don't want to say it, then the palace won't ask." ”

"Thank you, master." Su Zhi calmly entered the role. Acting is her defense, especially when she doesn't want to face something.

Helian Mingrui stared at her for a moment.

For the first time in his life, he couldn't see through someone. This made him faintly unhappy.

"Don't let anyone see the wound on your back." Out of acting needs, but also out of selfishness.

He doesn't want anyone to know her better than he does until he unravels the mystery.

"Yes." Su Zhi replied quietly. Needless to say, she wouldn't let anyone see it. From the day she got these scars, she swore by it.

"Can the slave and maid get dressed?"

"Get on your stomach, don't move." He had no wavering voice, cold and detached, as if he was getting farther and farther away from her.

Su Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. Also, seeing such a disgusting scar, no matter how good the interest is, I don't have to. This scar was her last talisman. No one would ever want to touch her after seeing it.

Su Zhi smiled self-deprecatingly, burying her face in the quilt. The quilt exuded a faint fragrance, soft and warm, and she felt safe.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in the back of her neck, as if she had been poked by something.

Then, again.

It's a needle......

It was he who used a needle to draw some kind of pattern on the back of her neck.

Su Zhi was suddenly shocked in her heart. What does he do with this?

"If it hurts, call it out." Helian Mingrui said this coldly.

Su Zhi instinctively replied, "It doesn't hurt." ”

The pain of pinprick was like an itch in her boots, and it wasn't pain at all.

Gunshot wounds, knife wounds, broken bones, what hasn't she experienced? Even when she first joined the army, the senior sister of the cooking class knocked her skull with a turnip, which hurt more than this.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of her brothers in the special operations team......

She clenched her fists, her nose uncontrollably sour, and only prayed that the stab would be finished. The physical wounds, the mental wounds, these two wounds were exposed, and they were more unbearable than the pain.

But she could only endure it.

She was willing to submit before him for one thing: revenge.