The sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning turned into razers, rolling and roaring between the blocky clouds. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The thunder from the friction of the clouds was so deafening that some timid people even thought that the gods were venting their anger, and quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously to pray for the gods' forgiveness. The entire city of Chang'an was shrouded in this huge cumulonimbus cloud, like an apocalyptic scene.

Kunning Palace, left side hall.

There was thunder outside the house, and fierce fighting was raging inside the house. Wang Lin and Yuan Bi'er haven't seen each other for almost half a month, just as the so-called little Biesheng is newly married, as soon as the two meet at the beginning of the year, they will explode in an instant like thunder and thunder, and the whole room will be a mess in a short time.

"Belle." Wang Lin let out a long moan of relief, and a sense of satisfaction filled his body from the inside out, making him feel as if he was in heaven, unaware of the world.

Yuan Bi'er turned over lightly and pulled Wang Lin's arm to ask him to hold herself tighter. Her whole body was tightly attached to Wang Lin's body, and one hand unconsciously drew a circle on his chest.

In this situation, it is as if the beauty of the whole world is concentrated on this small bed.

"Belle."

"Your Highness....." Yuan Bi'er spit out Youlan lightly, and the heat gently brushed on Wang Lin's ears, giving him an unparalleled enjoyment.

Wang Lin held Yuan Bi'er in his arms with one hand, and gently stroked her smooth satin shoulders with the other, but his heart was full of melancholy.

Everyone only knows that he is the crown prince and enjoys all the privileges and wealth in the world, but who can know the anguish in his heart? As the prince of a country, he can't even help himself where he lives, not to mention anything else, even the beauty lying next to him can only come out to see her secretly, and sometimes he has to endure some humiliation that ordinary people can't bear.

As soon as he thought of this, his breathing began to become heavy, and his right hand, which had been caressing, unconsciously used his strength.

"It hurts! Your Highness, you hurt the slave. ”

Yuan Bi'er frowned slightly after eating pain, and her big hooking eyes seemed to be delicately dripping water.

"Ahh How's it going, baby? Where did it hurt? ”

Only then did Wang Lin realize that he had used a lot of strength, and hurriedly touched the part where he had just dropped his heavy hand in distress, and hugged her tighter in his arms.

Yuan Bi'er stretched out her hand and gently pressed it on Wang Lin's hand: "What was Your Highness thinking just now?" ”

She was answered with a sigh: "Alas..... I didn't think about anything, but I was a little unhappy in my heart." ”

When Yuan Bi'er heard Wang Lin say this, she pursed her lips and made a look of wanting to cry, and said with a hint of crying: "Does Your Highness not like Bi'er?" Why are you still so unhappy with Bi'er? ”

Wang Lin saw that the beauty in his arms was about to cry, so he hurriedly coaxed: "Baby, how can I not like you anymore? I was just...... Alas! ”

"Your Highness doesn't even believe me?"

The look in Wang Lin's eyes gradually condensed into one point, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I really can't say it." ”

"I ask you, has he been here since I left last time?"

"Huh?" Yuan Bi'er was stunned by this question, and she didn't react at all for a while to find out who the "he" in Wang Lin's mouth was.

Wang Lin was stunned when he saw Yuan Bi'er in his arms, and he didn't understand what she meant for a while: "Didn't he come?"

"I've been here twice...."Yuan Bi'er came to her senses and said reluctantly in a voice as thin as a mosquito. Seeing that she hadn't finished speaking, she covered her face with her hands and suddenly got into Wang Lin's arms and sobbed.

Wang Lin felt a wet patch on his chest, but the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He wanted to rush into the man's bedroom with a knife and slash to relieve his deep hatred, but when he thought of the man's status and power at the moment, as well as the eyes that hid deep indifference and contempt every time he looked at himself, the anger in Wang Lin's heart was as if he had been splashed down by a basin of cold water, completely extinguished to the point that there was not even a trace of smoke.

He seemed to have lost all his strength in an instant, and collapsed on the bed in a dejected manner, with a trace of weakness and despair in the depths of his godless eyes.

yes, what else could I do? Everything you have is given by that person, what do you use to fight against him?

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Lin's heart was like a knife, especially when he felt Bi'er's tears gradually slipping down his chest, he couldn't help himself in pain.

Watching his beloved be forced to accept joy under someone else's crotch is a lingering nightmare for a man for his whole life.

What's more, that person is none other than his father! the father who makes him fearful and chills; is also the father who is the son of heaven and decides his life and death with one word!

Wang Lin will never forget the day when he was a child, he hid behind his eldest brother and watched his second brother being forced to commit suicide and fall to the ground. Sometimes he would wake up suddenly in the middle of the night, and his mind was full of what his second brother looked like when he was forced to commit suicide by his father, and no one could confide in the fear in his heart. I can only talk to my eldest brother once in a while.

The second brother killed a slave by mistake, and his father ordered him to commit suicide. How can a lowly slave be compared to the second brother? If you miss it, you will kill it, what can be a big deal? But his father was so ruthless, and he didn't care about the love between father and son at all, which made Wang Lin, who was still young, unable to accept it in his heart.

Perhaps, in his eyes, except for himself, all of us are just pawns manipulated by him. I myself am, the second brother is, the eldest brother is too, and even the queen mother who has always respected each other..... he will always have only himself in his eyes, without any father-son relationship, husband and wife affection, and some are just cold interests and use value.

Thinking of this, Wang Lin only felt as if his chest was blocked by something, and a strange emotion made him not only fear and pain, but also sadness, anger and a trace of imperceptible grievance.

"Your Highness"

Yuan Bi'er, who was already crying pear blossoms and rain, came out of Wang Lin's arms again, and most of her performance just now was the truest performance in her heart. Although she is just a small maid, but the maid is also a human being, and she also has seven emotions and six desires, she can only experience what warmth is when she is with Wang Lin, even if that person is the emperor? No one likes to wander between two people, she is just a little woman after all, and what she needs is a harbor that can give her warmth and can always rely on.

But Wang Lin's performance in front of her made her a little disappointed. It's just that she has lived in the palace since she was a child, and she knows how to hide her emotions better than ordinary little girls, she hides her disappointment well, and her face still returns to the sweet appearance just now, but everyone can see the lingering sadness between her eyebrows.

"Your Highness, it's okay. Your Majesty only comes at the beginning and end of the month, as long as you don't come at this time. ”

When Wang Lin heard Yuan Bi'er say this, his heart was full of indescribable feelings. He was pleased with Bi'er's sensibility, but on the other hand, he was even more remorseful.

I can't even keep my own woman, is I still a man?

As soon as he thought of this, and then looked at Bi'er who was full of sadness in his arms, the sprout in his heart grew rapidly as if he had received the moisture of rain and dew, and this growth could no longer be suppressed. Until the heart is completely filled with shadows and hatred.