She also had the luxury of wishing that it would be better if the man would never be in his own room, and would never touch himself, but that was impossible. You can't hide from what you should have.

What if the murderous and unblinking Lord Rui really blames his father for his loss of virginity, wouldn't he want to be humiliated and humiliated for his mother and father, especially his unfavored mother......... She was restless as she thought about it.

It is conceivable that if the fierce Prince Rui found that his newly married princess was not popular on the wedding night, then how would he torture himself? and how will they treat their parents? What will be the future status of a woman who lost her virginity before marriage in the palace, it can be imagined: cheap is not as good as a slave, life is better than death!

The crossed little hands kept rubbing back and forth, and the snow-white teeth kept biting the pink upper lip, hard against the grievances and helplessness in their hearts, maybe everything they did was in vain, if they died so that their parents could better get the forgiveness of Lord Rui, then it would be better to be a hundred.

Maybe that's the only way, the best way out for yourself!

Thinking about it, she decisively got up and left the bed, a woman does not even have a clean life in her life, which is equivalent to the future is the belonging of the god of death! She quietly looked at the many red cloths, burning red wax tears, like a rose crying blood, slowly moving forward step by step, like a hundred claws scratching her heart, her little hands trembled and pulled up the long red ribbon, curled a circle, and bent down to prepare for a small mahogany stool for climbing, her eyes were closed, her heart was horizontal, and her mother's voice and smile appeared in her mind again......

The sound of Dengzi falling to the ground......

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"Third Miss, are you awake, are you scared to death to death?" Xiao Wei trembled and said slightly, with a hint of disgust.

Rubbing his swollen temples, "Who are you, what kind of place is this," Feng Baiming looked confused after waking up!

Xiaowei looked at Liu Qingye, who had just woken up, with a worried face. "Third Miss, you are so confused that you even forgot about me, I am Xiaowei?"

"Who is Xiaowei," she struggled to prop herself up, her head shaking like a wavy drum!

Xiaowei looked at Liu Qingye, who was confused, and sighed helplessly, since she forgot about it, don't mention the old things to make Miss sad, how many sins she will have to suffer in the future, she secretly made up her mind that she must protect the third miss in the palace.

Wedding Night,

Prince Rui did not come to the princess's couch to show his joy, but asked people to send their master and servant directly to the most remote corner of the palace - Ya'anju, in fact, she was the happiest.

Baiming, Baiming, where is this, is it ancient, anyway, there is a strange feeling everywhere. Feng Baiming asked himself, why did Xiao Wei call himself Miss Three? She vowed to get to the bottom of it.

As expected: what she was most worried about happened, is there really a time tunnel, is she really traveling through time and space, and has traveled to ancient times, just like Qingchuan in "Palace".

Taking the bronze mirror, she looked at herself carefully, born with a charming and bewitching look, watery and clear eyes, a crescent-like smile, and fair skin that could be broken by blowing a bullet...... A pea-sized red mole in the tip of the right eyebrow - a pearl in the grass...... It's really a beauty who looks at the country and the city! She was dumbfounded!

In Huaning Palace, all kinds of palace lights are displayed, and the lights are bright......

The floor of the dormitory was covered with clothes, red belly pockets, and a hundred folded satin...... The mixed clothes of men and women were thrown to the ground.

The curtain on the top of the bed is raised high, and the layers of dyed bed tents are carved with jade ornaments, and the dragon and phoenix are suddenly carved in the mahogany curtain, and the two bodies of ** are tightly entangled, and the sound of the impact of the water stains comes one after another, so as not to make people blush and heartbeat.

At this time, it should be silent and sound, and the confused ** sound will better paint this bedroom with a layer of lust.

It is said that this should be a warm and sweet world for two people, but on the contrary, there are people who are not keepty at all for this scene - they are so confused that they kneel half a meter in front of the bed, and wear a palace maid's clothes, transparent as tissue paper, in this deep palace cold as water night.

She was wearing long hair, her face was sluggish, and she seemed to be a little numb!

I can't remember how many days this is, it seems to be the tenth day, why do you want to be like this every day, and you have to enjoy such a scene of the Spring Palace until dawn, it is simply mental abuse, if you go to the west on the modern morning road, you can still allow them to be so rampant, they are not tired! Doping, she muttered to herself.

Feng Baiming's eyes were sore, his head began to be a little dizzy, and his knees were a little numb because he had been kneeling for too long, but he could still feel the soreness all over his body!

This is really cool, she thought that she secretly hid at home with her naughty leap honey to watch that hair film, but it was a big meat fragrance in Europe and the United States, but this time the protagonists are always these two, it is indeed a little not new, although it is a beast and a beauty, it also makes her feel too familiar and too boring.

Counting to see what flowers they could toss, counting the time, one second, two seconds, three seconds, one minute, an hour had passed, and her eyelids would have been dragged by the clear Arabic numerals, and the upper eyelids would have been fighting with the lower skin.

She couldn't help it all day, closed her eyelids several times in succession, and then opened them again?

This small movement that could not be more delicate was captured by the two cold rays of light emitted by the mask that was desperately doing "movement".

"I don't like to study so much! Mama Lee! The gloomy eyes were bloodthirsty.

An elderly woman in her 50s hurriedly stepped in, trembling and kneeling down in front of the bed with a slight "plop", "Lord Wang, please command!" ”

"The art in the room, you have to train the princess well, otherwise how to serve the king! Well? "The lewd tone is stirred up.

Mama nodded as if pecking rice, and then stared at Feng Baiming with a sharp eagle eye, "Princess, I know for myself!" One by one, the words burst out from between his teeth.

Feng Baiming didn't feel like a good sign,

Sure enough, a few meters long green Dong silk appeared in Mama Li's hands at a glance, I don't know what mechanism was moved, the roof suddenly "tore" a sound of steady fall a silver eight-claw hook with a rope, a puzzled look of what happened before she should come over, the twisted bronze wire has been curled on her long hair, and then the eight-claw hook was easily lifted to the roof by the sallow Mama Li, and between the head and the roof hung the bronze wire as thin as a hair!

Still in the chaos, she understands what it means to be a head hanger! The whole thing was pulling her hair, torturing her, and when she lowered her head, her scalp was dragged to the point of pain.

She had to obediently admire the living fragrance on the bed, what was the matter, she scolded in her heart. It turns out that the ancients were so shameless! Do it yourself, you don't have to ask for any audience to cheer you on! Hee-hee!

A sinister laugh came from behind the mask.