This time in the same room, Tang Mint recovered after sleeping for less than a day.

She knew that it was because she was becoming more and more resistant to dragon qi.

And Yun Zheng checked her body and made sure that she was not abnormal, and it was only after digesting the essence blood and dragon qi obtained from his body that he completely believed Bai Qi's words before leaving.

He finally let go completely, no longer had scruples, and was entangled with the little white fox to the death.

Half a day, an hour, and in the end, after the little white fox was happy with him, he no longer needed to sleep, and his spiritual power would not disappear and turn back into a beast body.

She began to be like a normal person, and on the side of the princess's mansion, the news about the discord between the concubine and the princess has always been used as a joke after tea.

Almost the entire Liang knew about the scandal of the couple.

As the days went by, it seemed that there was nothing to worry about - except for a little.

The Seven Princes always like to let the little white fox perform tricks between the bed, others are afraid of being sucked by the fox spirit, but he is good, and every time he takes the initiative to let Tang Mint suck him.

At the moment, the time is still short, and he has dragon qi to protect his body, so he can't see any losses for the time being.

Although Tang Mint had made bold plans before, saying that he would dry his brother in this plane, there were mostly jokes in that kind of talk.

Now that she is really living this kind of life, she is extremely puzzled in her heart, and she always feels that her brother seems to be planning something.

When Tang Mint entered this plane for more than a year, after she and Yun Zheng were happy, her state basically stabilized, and the Seven Princes finally showed the same temperament as the soul fragments of the previous plane.

- possessive, very obsessed with her body, between the bed, forever energetic.

Tang Mint is a veritable vixen this time, and he can barely cope with his request because he can use charms.

That night, the two quarreled until late at night, Tang Mint couldn't stand it anymore, crying and begging for mercy, and the Seventh Prince stopped.

Falling asleep with her, Tang Mint fell asleep in a daze, and was awakened by thirst when it was almost dawn.

She cried so much that her throat was hoarse at night, in the past, before going to bed, Yun Zheng would always feed her a glass of water, this time I don't know if it was not fun, he didn't feed her water, Tang Mint was really sleepy, and it was normal to be awakened by thirst at this point.

She got up from the arms of the Seventh Prince and wanted to get out of bed to drink water.

Yun Zheng had a shallow sleep, and as soon as she moved, he woke up, and called in a hoarse voice: "Tang Tang? ”

Tang Mint said: "I'm thirsty and want to drink water." ”

The Seventh Prince patted her on the back, let her lie down, and lifted the quilt himself: "I'll go and pour." ”

After touching a cup of tea, he came in with a glass of water from outside and handed it to the little white fox.

Tang Mint took the cup and drank it, and as soon as it entered his throat, he noticed something strange - why did it smell fishy?

She sighed, and was about to see what was inside the cup, but her hand tightened, and she was pressed with a strong force, and the cup was sent to her lips.

Tang Mint realized that something was wrong and began to struggle, not wanting to drink the contents of it: "Your Highness? ”

Yun Zheng didn't speak, the sky was bright, his expression was blurred, he held the little white fox's hand with one hand and held the cup, and pinched her chin with the other hand to make her raise her head.

Almost with a pour, he forced Tang Mint to drink a whole cup.

It's blood!

Tang Mint reacted and struggled desperately, but she couldn't stand up to being too weak in front of Yun Zheng, and in the end, the cup of blood still went down her throat and into her body.

Yun Zheng let go of his hand.

Tang Mint clutched his throat and coughed desperately, and it was useless to cough up tears.