"Knock, knock." Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Who is it?" Wen Jin hurriedly wrapped his clothes back around his shoulders and asked, clutching his chest.

"It's me." The voice outside the door was cold and hard.

Wen Jin felt a feeling of nausea when he heard it, and immediately replied, "It's too late, I'm resting." ”

There was no answer outside the door, and there was no other movement. Wen Jin listened carefully for a while, but still didn't react, thinking that he was gone, so he began to take off his coat again.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and the door was slammed open. The cold wind instantly hit and pounced on Wen Jin's thin body.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Wen Jin screamed and hurriedly picked up his coat and draped it on his body.

Murong Chong looked at the frightened beauty in the curtain, his eyes lit up, and then he slowly turned around and closed the door.

"Murong Chong, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" Wen Jin immediately reprimanded.

Wen Jin...... Are you mistaken. Murong Chong called her name lightly, walked slowly to the house, lifted the curtain and reminded, "This is my room, everything here is mine...... Including you. ”

"Shame on you." Wen Jinliu's eyebrows hung upside down and scolded coldly.

Murong Chong snorted lightly, "You are really good, let me remind you again, you are no longer a princess." How you live, or how you die, depends on my mood. ”

"If you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect, and my Wen Jin will never frown."

"How could I kill you, I've always loved you, Wen Jin." Murong Chong stretched out his hand to her and said in frustration, "However, you always refuse me, and you don't even mean to look at me." ”

Wen Jin snorted coldly, "The Tao is not the same, and if you are rejected, it is all for your good." ”

"Oh, and should I thank you?"

"You'd better stay away from me." Wen Jin solemnly reprimanded, and the light and darkness reflected by the candle on her noble face set off her silhouette more three-dimensional and beautiful.

"Ugh." Murong Chong withdrew his hand and sighed, "Wen Jin, what kind of man will get into your eyes?" ”

"It's none of your business." Wen Jin's cold eyes were full of contempt.

"Heh, Wen Jin, in fact, I shouldn't have asked you this, because you have no choice." Murong Chong clenched his hands, and pressed towards the disheveled woman step by step, warning, "You can only be my woman, and you can only have me in your eyes." ”

"You're dreaming." Wen Jin pushed him, but took a step back because of his weak hands and feet.

Her hair hung down to her waist, and her graceful figure loomed in her thin clothes. After getting closer, he could still smell an attractive fragrance, and Murong Chong couldn't help but be even more excited.

"I must not be powerful enough to let you have no fear." Murong Chong approached step by step and grabbed Wen Jin's arm.

"You, what do you want to do......" Wen Jin struggled desperately, turning his face sideways, "Ah, let go...... Beast, you've got Xibao......"

"Xibao? That kind of lowly woman born by a fox, how can I look at it. Wen Jin, you are the person I fancie. Murong Chong hugged the woman in Allure and buried his lips in her neck.

Wen Jin only felt a burst of nausea, and said loudly out of control, "Get out of here, you are just a cheap boy raised by my father, you are already dirty, don't touch me." ”

Murong Cheng suddenly stopped moving, and a murderous aura rose in his eyes, "I'm dirty, so are you high?" ”

Wen Jin was still struggling, but his arms didn't move like steel.

"Okay, you're just a slut anyway, so you might as well fall together." Murong Chong let out a low roar, picked up Wen Jinheng and threw him on the bed, then ripped off his skirt and turned over.

"Ah, brute, let it go......" Wen Jin's screaming voice accompanied by the sound of tearing clothes slammed back and forth in the room, but this did not stop the violence, but only made the perpetrator more excited.

He was brutal and ferocious, using force to conquer a woman, just as a man humiliated him many years ago.

Evil begets hate, and hate begets evil, this is a cycle of death. Some people fall in the cycle, and some people change from victims to abusers in the cycle, and they enjoy the process of going against the sky, greedy for the most direct enjoyment.

Outside the window, a figure fell silently in front of the window, witnessing the atrocities in the house and did not come to the rescue, but quickly flashed and ran to another place.

In the palace dungeon, the black shadow lingered several times, and finally stopped by a breathable window.

"Princess, princess......"

Xibao, who was sleeping, suddenly heard a slight call, and subconsciously raised his body, "Who?" ”

"It's me." The person outside the window made a low voice.

"Maple?" Xibao immediately recognized the person who was coming and approached the ventilation window, "Are you okay?" ”

Feng Huang saluted apologetically outside the window, "I'm sorry princess, I found out that Murong Chong was too late when he rebelled, and I couldn't save you in time." ”

Xibao just sighed, in that case, which one could be reversed by herself, "It's okay, as long as you're okay." ”

"Princess, this place is heavily guarded, and there is no way to get you out with a few of our poppy sisters. But don't worry, Ziqi Gongzi is also looking for you, I'll go and inform him now. Feng Huang followed Murong Chong all the way here, and in order to save Xibao from coming out, she had already familiarized herself with the environment here.

"Wait, you didn't see my father?" Some people are dead, and some Xibao haven't seen it yet, as long as they don't see the body, there is hope.

"Nope." Feng Huang shook his head, "It's probably arranged somewhere else." ”

Xibao was a little anxious, "Help me find him, it's best to get him out first." ”

"No, you don't know how dangerous you are right now." Feng Huang categorically rejected her request, and told her about the situation outside, "Besides, Fu Zhong has already proclaimed himself emperor in Chang'an City, even if His Majesty comes out, he will be powerless." ”

The speed was so fast, Xibao sighed, "But ...... At least he's still my father......"

Feng Huang calmly analyzed it to her, and persuaded her kindly, "Your Majesty may still be useful to Murong Chong, and there will be no danger for a while, but you, you shouldn't want to regret it for the rest of your life." ”

"......" Feng Huang said to the point, but Xibao immediately understood that few women captured in the war generally had a good end.

"A sister has found out that Sima Yuanxian of the Southern Dynasty is here." Feng Huang added another ghostly messenger.

"Sima Yuanxian?" Xibao only felt a little familiar, and suddenly couldn't remember who he was.

Feng Huang nodded and continued, "Yes, his father is the prime minister of the country, and he is young and promising. This mission to the north is also for the aftermath of the Battle of Weishui, why don't you let him come to save it, in comparison, Ziqi Gongzi Yuanshui can't save the near fire. ”