"Hefu, pour a pot of wine for this king."

In the wing room of Chunsheng Pavilion, the noble prince who was less than twenty years old was wearing a purple robe, and the light dense skin on his chest was exposed in the air of lust, his peach blossom eyes were lightly picked, and he smiled at the shy and timid woman in front of him, and spoke with great interest.

When He Fu heard this, he smiled coquettishly at Tang Li, as if he could crisp people's bones. She sat up from the bed, draped a crimson tulle over her smooth and naked body, and walked to the carved table, picked up the fine porcelain flask, and walked up to the man, and gently aimed the spout at his slightly open thin lips.

Tang Li pushed the spout that was almost to his mouth, and He Fu was a little stunned, and his eyes flashed slightly. The man with an evil face suddenly grabbed her slender waist with one hand, took her into his arms, raised his lips and smiled, snatched the wine jug from her hand, took a sip, and then put his mouth on the cherry lips of Hefu, and slowly gave her the wine.

Tang Li looked at the charming woman in front of her, played with her black hair hanging down her waist with her left hand, and chuckled in her ear in a low voice: "In the future, pour wine like this." "The voice is low and sexy, extremely seductive.

After that, he kissed Hefu's little mouth again, ripped off the tulle covering her body with one hand, and unceremoniously roamed around her delicate and soft body with the other hand. The two bodies were entangled, and they fell to the bed, ready to go to Yunyu again.

At this time, there was a commotion downstairs, and the sound was louder and louder. Tang Li frowned, sat up slowly, tilted his head as if he was thinking, and the desire in his eyes dissipated like a low tide. He Fu saw that he had lost his sexuality, his snow-white body wrapped around him like a snake, the tip of his dexterous tongue licked on his Adam's apple, and his long hair like a waterfall seemed to rub his bare chest.

"You goblin."

The man snorted, turned around and pressed the woman under him.

After the fish water, the noise outside has not yet dissipated. Tang Li got dressed, pinched his petal-like cheeks with his hand, and smiled dotingly: "Go and see for this king, what's going on down there." ”

After He Fu left, Tang Li slowly walked to the side of the bed and pushed open the window, but saw that it was crowded, and he couldn't see what was happening clearly. He leaned against the window, his slender fingers rubbing his chin slightly, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

After a while, there was a slight knock on the door of the room, Tang Li immediately changed to his original extremely unserious face, his phoenix eyes were raised, his smile was evil, he looked at He Fu who came from downstairs, and asked, "Tell this king, what is so fun outside." ”

"It's one in Mengfu, a little girl, who is chained and walking with a whip." He Fu's face palpitated, obviously frightened.

"Oh?" Tang Li raised her eyebrows for a long time and motioned for her to continue.

He Fu opened his mouth, and continued: "That child has shed a lot of blood, I don't know if he is dead, he is silent, it is pitiful." She paused, seeing that Tang Li still wanted to listen, but the words were stuck in her throat and couldn't come out, and her pretty face showed a cramped look.

Tang Li saw that she wanted to speak and stopped, and understood a little in her heart. The handsome man hooked his thin lips and smiled like a spring breeze: "If you know anything, tell this king." Seeing that He Fu was still stunned, his delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he said as if he was annoyed: "You hang the appetite of this king like this, if you don't say it, it is a shame that this king usually loves you so much." ”

He Fu saw that the man who usually smiled and treated people was angry at this moment, and he didn't feel a little panicked, so he hurriedly pulled his cuffs, smiled as if flattering, and had the courage to tell him what he knew: "That child was still in our Chunsheng Pavilion before, and he got along very well with a pair of brothers and sisters. Later, he was ransomed by Young Master Meng, just a dozen days ago. ”

He Fu lowered his head slightly, and unconsciously sighed: "I thought that Song girl could enter the Prime Minister's Mansion, which was a blessing she had cultivated in her previous life, but I didn't expect it to be worse than staying here, I knew this earlier, and I ...... it."

He Fu suddenly covered her mouth, she was too speechless, Prince Li and the Prime Minister's Mansion have always been friends, and she even talked about the rights and wrongs of the Prime Minister's Mansion in front of Prince Li. Originally, this kind of thing, Gui's mother didn't let them talk about it everywhere. It is said that this kind of matter between princes and nobles can be taken care of if it can be taken care of, so as not to cause trouble. Today she is so confused and has committed a taboo.

He Fu secretly looked at Tang Li, and saw that his expression was not abnormal, he still looked cynical, as if he had turned a deaf ear to her disrespectful words, and couldn't help but relax slightly, but he also lowered his head and didn't say anything.

Tang Li thought to himself secretly, then smiled and pulled up He Fu's slender hand, with an excited face: "Let's go, go with this king to join in the fun." ”

Yudu Street was already bustling and lively, crowded with people, and today it is even more overcrowded, and both sides of the street are crowded, and it is difficult to squirm for half a minute.

In the middle of the street, three or four big men dressed in blue and holding long whips in their hands swept towards the bleeding children with solemn faces. Her clothes were whipped with a whip, tearing countless openings, barely able to cover her body, and bloody wounds were obsessed with the child's thin body, and under the sunlight, it stabbed people's eyes painfully, and tears could be shed inadvertently.

The girl could no longer stand, lying on the ground and squirming slowly, letting the whip rain on her head, neck, back, hips and legs behind her, she was already soaked in blood, but she was still moving forward weakly.

She didn't cry, she didn't shout, she didn't beg for mercy, except for the unconscious ** sound after the whip fell, she didn't make any sound.

She knew this a long time ago, when she was only 4 years old and forced by her iron-blooded father to take a military posture for three hours a day and walk for an hour. As she grew older, her training became more and more rigorous, and she was often left by her father to survive alone in the wilderness, and it was useless to ask for it no matter what.

No matter how much you cry, it won't help.

She remembers when she was young, and every time she finished training, sweating profusely and panting like a cow, her mother would hug her tightly and look at her father with a complaint. Her mother died early, and now it is difficult for her to remember what her mother looked like, but she remembers the eyes full of grief when she looked at her father.

The past was surging in her chaotic brain, and her consciousness was gradually dissipating.

A man dressed in white walked past her, the corners of his clothes rising and falling, and her thoughts suddenly and irrepressibly surged.

She remembered that a long time ago, Gu Chao was wearing a white shirt, leaning against a tree, his eyes were like flowing water, and he said to her, Xiaoya, don't be afraid, I'm here.

All the people of this kind of underworld organization have one characteristic, that is, they show no mercy to their enemies and greet their own people with a smile.

She has stayed by Gu Chao's side for many years, and has always shown herself as a simple girl, how many winds and rains Gu Chao has blocked for her, he saved her in danger, he takes gentle care of her, he will hold her, smile and brush the hair on her forehead, and call over and over again, Xiaoya, Xiaoya......