In ancient times, there was no entertainment, and Ye Chuijin lay on the bed as a corpse after dinner.

Just as she was enjoying watching TV, there was a commotion at the door, and the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Oh, what the hell are you going to do here...... "Qing's mother shouted anxiously.

Ye Chuijin sat up from the bed and was stunned, and before she could react, the little girl who pushed the door and entered came to her.

The little servant bowed: "Miss Lu, the prince is invited." ”

After saying this, the little maid glanced at the person behind her, and the attendants who had been waiting for a long time immediately lifted her up from the bed, and just walked out of the Cuiyu Building with her.

Qing's mother followed two steps in a hurry, but the little girl blocked her, smiling without smiling: "This is the prince's private matter, and you also have a gall tube?" ”

"This ......" Qing's mother finally stopped.

The little girl looked at her expression and smiled disdainfully: "This Lu girl in your family, you don't know what your identity will be in the future, don't mess up." ”

Then he turned and left.

And Ye Chuijin, who was taken away, was stuffed into the carriage after arriving at the door of Cuiyu Tower.

The coachman drove the horse, and the carriage quickly headed for the prince's palace.

When he arrived at the prince's mansion, Ye Chuijin was taken out of the carriage again.

A few of them pressed her all the way to the door of Feng Hongyin's room like escorting a prisoner, and at the door, a woman wearing silk and satin was standing.

The woman had a graceful body and a pretty appearance, but when she looked at her at this time, her eyes were like poisonous snakes, with resentment and hatred.

"This is Lu Yunmei, who is famous in the capital?" Mingrou raised her eyebrows, reached out and pinched her chin, looked left and right, and then sneered, "That's it." ”

The maid who followed next to her also mocked: "If you look like this, if you put it in our Ming Mansion, I'm afraid you won't even be qualified to serve the young lady." ”

Mingrou let go of her hand contemptuously and looked down at her fingers.

"Okay, the prince is still waiting, send it in."

The attendant immediately opened the door and threw her in.

Ye Chuijin fell to the ground, and before he could react to what was going on, a pair of boots appeared in front of him.

She looked up slowly.

Against the light, Feng Hongyin lowered his eyes and looked at her.

He seemed to have woken up, but in fact his face was crimson, his breathing was unsteady, and his eyes, especially those that were faintly red like fierce beasts, stared at her as if he were looking at prey that was about to reach his mouth.

Ye Chuijin trembled when he was stared at, and immediately stood up from the ground with a panicked look, and saluted him: "Lord Wang......"

It's just that her body hasn't been blessed yet, so Feng Hongyin dragged her into his arms.

He was breathing profusely, and the temperature on his body was a little scorching.

It's her.

The drugs and alcohol made him a little unconscious, and he couldn't even accurately judge her appearance, but faintly, he just knew that the person standing in front of him was her.

The person in his arms was held in his arms, struggling uncomfortably: "Lord, what are you doing?" ”

"What?" Feng Hongyin licked his lips, his not clear enough brain only knew how to do things according to his own nature.

He seemed to be standing in the crater of a volcano about to burst out, and the person in his arms was cold and cold, like a lake with a clear snow in the first snow, which could relieve his scorching heat.

Feng Hongyin gasped roughly, wanting more.

He pressed her against the wall, clinging to her.