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"The prince's own fetish, but asked about me."

"This king has a lot of habits, and I ask the princess to point it out."

"Longyang is good!" Wanqing was really hard to say about these words, so she gave him a disgusted look and let him understand it himself.

"This king only likes women! The princess is free to inspect at will. Feng Mochen looked like a scoundrel, but there was a chill in his heart, I really don't know where this woman heard it.

Wang Yuan, who was standing at the door, shouted in his heart that he was wronged, it was the princess who didn't listen to his explanation, so he would have misunderstood, if the prince knew that it was him, then he would be dead.

"Whether the prince likes men or women, it has nothing to do with me." Wanqing didn't want to have anything to do with this man.

"Is the prince here for your two concubines?" Wanqing put the topic aside, and really didn't want to argue with him on this kind of issue.

"The two of them violated the rules of the palace, and naturally they had to pay the price. The king is afraid that the princess will be lonely without the company of the king. Feng Mochen deliberately said the last four words very slowly, and Tian stared at Wanqing without shame.

The maid Ziyu walked in with tea, and saw that she had just dressed up on purpose, her eyes flashed, and the rabbit trembled.

"Lord Wang, please drink tea." Ziyu put down the things and smiled at Feng Mochen, extremely charming and enchanting.

"Are you a maid sent by Baguio?" Feng Mochen frowned and looked at Ziyu, not knowing how Baguio chose the maid.

"Yes, Lord Wang." The maid Ziyu was happy in her heart, and the prince finally noticed her.

"If the prince likes it, take it away." Wan Qing knew her thoughts early on, and she didn't like this kind of double-minded maid to stay by her side, so why not push the boat with the water.

"When did this king say he liked it?" Feng Mochen didn't like this woman's assertion to stuff a woman for him, and the displeasure in his eyes flashed.

"If the prince is okay, please go back." Wanqing didn't want to talk to him too much, and the longer she was in contact with him, the more she couldn't control her emotions.

"Aren't you leaving?" Seeing that Feng Mochen had no intention of leaving, Wanqing urged again,

"No, this king decided to stay and dine with the princess." Feng Mochen looked at Wanqing, what's the matter with this woman, she keeps bombarding him away, does she really hate him so much?

"What the hell do you want?" Wanqing's hand slapped on the table, and he looked at the man in front of him angrily, how did he torture himself to be happy!

In Feng Mochen's eyes, Wanqing's angry appearance was much cuter, Feng Mochen also stood up and slowly approached her, Wanqing stepped back step by step, and finally her body was tightly attached to the wall and could no longer continue to retreat, the two of them were very close, each other's breathing could be heard, Feng Mochen's two big hands supported the wall, encircled Wanqing in his arms, Wanqing said goodbye, Feng Mochen pinched her chin with one hand and let Wanqing's face look at him, two thin lips crossed her cheeks, whispering softly in her ear,

"This king wants you! Your people and your heart! Feng Mochen's voice was very small, but Wanqing felt a chill. Before she could say anything, a handsome face came up, and Wanqing dodged left and right.

Feng Mochen frowned, what is this woman hiding? Isn't it enough that he said it all?

"Lord Wang, I am afraid that you and other women will go crazy if you say this, but in my place, I am afraid that the prince has miscalculated, I am not a woman who allows the prince to come and go as soon as he calls, what I want, I am afraid that the prince will not be able to give it." Wanqing would rather die alone than live with a stallion.

"What does the princess want?" Wanqing squatted down, ran away from his embrace, ran to a place far away from Feng Mochen and stopped, looking at him vigilantly.

"I want a whole heart, not a stallion!!" Wanqing deliberately accentuated the word stallion.

"Stallions?? Does the stallion refer to this king? Feng Mochen pointed at himself with his finger, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was not very satisfied with this title. He can't pay back what she wants for the time being, only with the existence of this group of women, his Qi Mansion will be safe.

"Isn't it? Rajah? Wanqing asked Feng Mochen rhetorically, but who expected him to put all his attention on the paper on the desk,

"The princess's words are like a shock, graceful like a dragon." Feng Mochen picked up the paper and looked at it seriously, nodding frequently, as if he had forgotten the conversation between the two,

"Flashy."

"'In the end, I will grow old alone, and I will pity each other for the rest of my life' is too desolate, how can this king be willing to let the princess die alone?" Feng Mochen picked up the pen, put it down on the paper in one go, and put down the pen in his hand, seemingly satisfied.

"You come over here." Feng Mochen beckoned and motioned for Wanqing to come to his side.

"What are you going to do?" Wanqing's whole body was vigilant, and her eyes looked at this fickle man vigilantly.

"Come here and you'll know." Regarding Wanqing's vigilance, Feng Mochen didn't care.

Wanqing walked to Feng Mochen's side step by step, and saw the words on the paper, Feng Mochen's words were vigorous and powerful, and they were three points into the wood. A person's words can completely show the character of this person, which is the real him, Wanqing looked at this man, trying to see something from his face, but this man didn't know if it was too good in disguise, or if it was his nature.

Feng Mochen picked up the paper and handed it to Wanqing. Wanqing carefully turned the paper, and her eyes fell on the paper,

"In the end, I will be lonely and old, and I will pity each other for the rest of my life.

How can you accompany Qing until the end of the year.

I don't understand what the prince means. Wanqing turned around and kept a distance from Feng Mochen.

"This king is serious!" Feng Mochen was unusual, but he made Wanqing stay away from him a little farther away, and his eyes were full of suspicion.

"I'm afraid that the prince will think of another way to torture me, how can you let me go?" Wanqing had seen his moodiness and had no trust in him anymore, and his words were just an excuse to torture herself.

"This king is so unbearable in your eyes?" Feng Mochen's eyes darkened, his pupils became pitch black, and an uncontrollable anger arose, was he such an image in her eyes? Since she thinks so, let her see what it means to be unbearable,

Feng Mochen strode to Wanqing's side, picked her up, walked to the side of the bed and threw Wanqing on the bed, his sturdy body pounced on it, pressed Wanqing under him, fixed Wanqing's hand with one hand, and kept untying Wanqing's clothes with the other hand, burying his head in Wanqing's neck and groping rudely, he now had an idea in his heart, let Wanqing become his woman!

Wanqing had tried her best to hold back, the muscles in her face looked a little spasmodic, and the tears were already rolling in her eyes but stubbornly refused to fall. His hands clenched into fists, his shoulders trembling, and the words of begging him never came out of his mouth.

"Lord, princess." Ziyu listened to it outside for a long time, and the facial features on her face became distorted because of jealousy, and she couldn't listen to it anymore! rushed into the house and interrupted Feng Mochen's movements.

The voice of the maid Ziyu made Feng Mochen sober up, looking at the poor woman who trembled with fear, Feng Mochen got up from the bed, every time this woman could make him lose his mind, Feng Mochen scolded damned. instructed Ziyu to tidy up Wanqing's clothes and hair, and left.