But he also forgot that what Yunluo wanted to catch the most was himself, and he could be regarded as hitting the muzzle of the gun after walking like this, and now he was in a dilemma, and he had the idea of wanting to grit his teeth and commit suicide.

looked at Yun Luo Graceful and graceful, with a charming and delicate smile on her face, but in his eyes, how to look at it. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his arm was grabbed behind him by the guards' backhand, making him unable to move.

Yunluo walked over, patted him on the face, and slid down his neck into the hem of his clothes. Her slightly cool little hand rubbed back and forth on Wen Honghui's collarbone, as if caressing a cherished item of her own.

Wen Honghui's face burned badly, it was already red and about to drip blood, but the anger in his eyes was still churning, Yun Luo didn't care, and reached out to press his Ling lips, his head was close to Wen Honghui's ear, and he exhaled like an orchid: "I am satisfied with the service of this palace tonight, and I will naturally give you an explanation." ”

Then, ignoring Wen Honghui's blood-like face, he waved his hand to the guards: "Take him back." ”

Wen Honghui is so angry that he can't say anything now, of course, he can't think of any way to get out in his heart, he can't resist at all when he is alone, and he can only pin his hopes on Yunyan, hoping that after she finds out that she is gone, she will send her fiancé over to save him, doesn't it mean that her fiancé is very powerful? So what's the point of saving him once, anyway, he has lived in his yard for so long, and he should return the favor......

I want to think so, but I am also beating the drum in my heart, and I don't know if the cold-hearted man will help him for the sake of this little bit of food and lodging?

Wen Honghui waited until the evening with anticipation and despair, and did not wait for the arrival of the so-called Yunyan fiancé, and of course did not wait for Yunluo to appear. There was a table full of delicacies from the mountains and seas in front of him, he knew all these dishes, they were all very expensive, because these dishes were cherished varieties in the wasteland, so the price had been high, but I didn't expect Yunluo to really look up to him, in order to please him, he actually set up a table, and he didn't want to think about whether he could eat it alone, it was really luxurious.

But no matter how delicious the food was, he didn't want to eat it, he didn't know, and in a little while he would be waiting for Yunyan's fiancé or the damned Yunluo, and now he was drugged with sweat, and his whole body was soft, and the servants helped him to the table, and then fed him.

He shook his head and said to the servants in a weak voice, "I will not eat, but you can retreat." ”

The servants looked at each other, they all recognized this former young master of Wenda, even if such a beautiful face turned to ashes, they all remembered it vividly, and they once thought of being able to see his face, but they also died without regrets, but unfortunately because of the relationship of identity, they often don't see it, I didn't expect it to be so close to the idol this time!

But seeing that the idol is so fragile and pitiful, there is pity and pity in their hearts, they all hate the new master a little, it's not good to rob someone, why rob their idol?

One of the maids boldly approached Wen Honghui and whispered, "Young Master Wen, there is no problem with this meal, you can eat a little more." ”

Wen Honghui smiled bitterly, he has been drugged now, is there anything important if there is a problem with the dish?

He didn't want to be so close to strangers, he instinctively wanted to dodge, but he was weak and could only let people help him, but the alienation on his face became more and more obvious, but he could see that these people were kind, and he didn't want to brush their faces.........

"Do you have an antidote to sweat?" When he asked this, Wen Honghui's heart was full of anticipation, and he looked at the maid closest to him without blinking.

The maid shook her head helplessly, with a look of pity on her face: "I'm sorry Childe, we don't have these things." ”

Wen Honghui lowered her head in disappointment, the maid wanted to say something, but a slave opposite her winked at her, and bowed to the door, signaling that someone was coming.

Yun Luo walked in in a big red brocade robe, the golden beads on her head jingled, the crown was a phoenix with wings spread out, the red brocade robe was embroidered with gold threads and gold-edged clouds and noble peony flowers, blooming on the back of the big red dress, coupled with Yun Luo's delicate makeup, the whole person became more glamorous than during the day, and looked really like a bride, with flaming red lips hooked with a shallow smile, and the narrow Danfeng eyes were slightly upturned, showing that the owner was in a very good mood.

As soon as she walked in, her eyes were glued to Wen Honghui's somewhat pale face, and when she saw Wen Honghui looking at her, the happy smile on her face became more and more kind, she eagerly walked over and held Wen Honghui with her own hand, and said to him coquettishly: "Why haven't you eaten yet?" Is it not to your liking? ”

Then her face sank suddenly, and she slapped her palm on the table and glared at the maids and minions, and shouted coldly: "How do you serve? These meals are not to my child's liking, don't you see? Take it down and redo it, if you don't serve well, go and get the board yourself. ”

The servants and maids knelt on the ground tremblingly, begging for mercy, and then answered "yes" before walking out with their meals one after another.

Wen Honghui watched coldly, and when all the maids went down, he turned his head to look at Yun Luo, and said lightly: "Why are you doing this?" Is it that Ben Gongzi doesn't want to eat, what do you blame them for? ”

Yun Luo smiled: "Don't blame them, who do you blame?" Who let them not serve the treasures of this palace well. As he spoke, he approached Wen Honghui and imprinted a kiss on his thin lips.

Wen Honghui only felt disgusted, and he used all his strength to make his head deviate back to avoid Yun Luo's kiss, and glared at her with disgust: "You dirty woman, you are not allowed to do anything to this son." ”

Yun Luo's face turned cold, she stood up violently and looked down at Wen Honghui: "You said the palace is dirty?" The majestic momentum of the superior oppressed Wen Honghui a little breathlessly, but he still stubbornly raised his head and looked at Yun Luo.

"Smack." Seeing that he was still so stubborn and rude, Yun Luo slapped him directly in the face, and saw that five finger prints gradually appeared on his fair face, and she only felt extremely happy in her heart, she reached out violently and pulled Wen Honghui's shirt to pull him up, dragged him to the bed, and then threw Wen Honghui on the bed, and her whole person was also pressed up.