Under Yun Wenjin's unremitting temptation and coercion, General Murong finally felt a little trance

It's done, Yun Wenjin cheered in her heart, she was really going to tire her to death, she never felt that it was so difficult to coax a man to drink.

"Let's have some more sweet soup." Yun Wenjin gave his personal maid Hyunya a look, and Hyuna will be ready soon. A sweet soup with special ingredients was delivered.

"County Lord." Murong Qianqian supported her head with one hand, and she didn't feel lightheaded. He worked hard to keep his clarity. Did he understand that the little princess seemed to be deliberately pouring his wine and avenging Her Royal Highness the Princess? The girls' minds were too complicated, he didn't want to guess, and he didn't bother to guess, if it was really the princess's instructions, then he would drink. "Didn't the last general drink enough?" He was a little groggy, the strength of this wine was very strong, and he felt that it would be difficult for him to walk back to Murong Mansion like this.

"Sweet soup, sweet soup, not wine, what are you afraid of?" Yun Wenjin sat on the side and clasped his hands, and said in a seductive voice, "Do you want to see my eldest sister?" If you want to. If you drink it, I'll consider calling her to you. ”

Murong Qianqian raised her reddened eyes slightly, looked at the jade bowl in Hyunya's hand, and without saying a word, picked up the bowl and drank the contents in one gulp.

Yun Wenjin gave Mo Zifei a color, Mo Zifei didn't know, and took advantage of Murong Qianqian's defenselessness and top-heavy when he slashed down with a sharp hand knife, Murong Qianqian didn't have time to look back to see who did it, and the person lay on the table.

"Oh my god. It's not easy. Yun Wenjin breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go, let's go!" She said to Mo Zifei. The commander of the service.

"Yes." Mo Zifei carried Murong Qianqian, who had been knocked out by him, on his shoulders and walked to the backyard. According to the county lord's orders, Murong Qianqian was thrown onto the specially made big bed.

"Let's go." Yun Wenjin looked at Murong Qianqian who was in a coma with great satisfaction, clapped his hands, and Yun Chu walked out from the side.

"It's up to you." Yun Wenjin looked at his eldest sister, Yun Chu rarely pulled up his hair, but after pulling it up, he revealed a beautiful neck like a swan, and his eyes were black and white, shining like a pearl. "It's up to you to rub it flat and knead it. But eldest sister, it's still too late to leave. ”

Yun Chu took a deep breath, "It's all come to this point." I'm not leaving. ”

"That," Yun Wenjin's eyes rolled, "Good luck." She raised her hand and hugged her eldest sister, then let go of her and watched her slowly walk into the room.

"Yun Wenjin!" Yun Chu roared as soon as he saw Murong Qianqian, "What's wrong with him?" ”

"I'm just dizzy!" Yun Wenjin spread his hands very innocently, Emma, the eldest sister has started to protect the calf?

"Wake up!" Yun Chu looked back at Yun Wenjin and said viciously.

"Figure it out for yourself." Yun Wenjin giggled, dragged his guard, and ran out quickly, not forgetting to close the door for her.

She has already done the part that she should do, and the rest depends on the eldest sister. Yun Wenjin even wore an iron chain on the bed for fear of letting Murong Qianqian escape, which could lock Murong Qianqian. As for whether you use it or not, it depends on the eldest sister. For the sake of the eldest sister, she can be regarded as using a lot of brains.

The main reason is that Murong Qianqian is too difficult to do, so she has done a lot of preparations, and it will take so long.

"County Lord, princess, she" Although she felt that it was not good to be a slave to discuss the master's affairs, Mo Zifei still asked worriedly, "Is this really good?" ”

"What's good and what's bad." Yun Wenjin glanced at his little guard, in fact, he was not young anymore, but his face was delicate and beautiful, and he looked young. "She's a princess, what kind of man do you want? You don't have to worry about so much busybody, just remember not to go out and talk nonsense. ”

She was naturally relieved about Mozifei, just a habitual admonition. Mo Zifei glanced at her little master deeply, will she be like Princess Changping in the future? Mo Zifei really didn't want his little master to become as arbitrary as Princess Changping in the future.

His little host should be lovely and immaculate.

Yun Chu didn't know how to wake up Murong Qianqian, so he could only walk to his side and sit down slowly, he was very good-looking, with slender eyebrows, thick and not scattered, those eyes were always shining with a chilling cold light when they opened, but now they were closed, but with a kind of demure that is difficult to describe in words. His eyelashes are very long and straight, not particularly dense, but they have a special smell on the eyes, so that people can't help but raise their hands to play with them, and the bridge of his nose is also very straight, just like his person, his lips are not thick, sexy and elastic. The tear-shaped scar under his eyes was faintly tinged with a hint of crimson.

Even in a coma, he seemed to be a little impatient, Yun Chu's gaze was downward, falling on his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and then his legs, because he was lying down, the reaction of his body was almost clear at a glance, the place was bulging, bulging, even the robe could not cover it, and the power of the medicine was probably starting to attack. Yun Chu began to panic a little.

It's not bad for her to clamore for toppling people all day long, but when it really comes to this time, she retreats a little bit, and she coaxes.

In the last life, the two of them were entangled, and she was already a woman at that time, and she still felt a lot of pain when he entered, and in this life, she was still an untrained little girl, isn't it a little too difficult for her. Besides, Yun Chu really doesn't have much confidence in his current small body. If he was confused, and was affected by the power of medicine, and tossed himself out of something, then how wronged she was!

Otherwise, let him be unconscious, and strip him of his clothes himself, and make a mess of this place a little bit, so that he wakes up and thinks that he has been there.

That seems like a good idea.

Yun Chu's gaze turned to the saber at his waist.

Mo Zifei actually didn't even get off his sword, in case he woke up and a sword would kill Mo Zifei who had stunned him, so how would she explain to Yun Wenjin.

Murong Qianqian was unreasonable, it was quite unreasonable. But it seems that Mo Zifei is not so weak, if the two of them really fight, Mo Zifei will not be defeated so quickly. Yun Chu didn't know why his thinking was so divergent at such a time.

At this time, shouldn't she only think about Murong Qianzhen in her mind?

Yun Chu tried to borrow the saber from his waist, but the hook of the saber hung very tightly, and Yun Chu had to flip him hard.

Xu is Yun Chu's movements were too big, or Mo Zifei was too face-saving for Murong Qianqian when he started, and Murong Qianqian's hand suddenly pressed the back of her hand.

Yun Chu was startled and wanted to retract his hand, but his wrist was already tightly grasped by him, "Mu Murong Qianzhen!" She looked at Murong Qianqian with a little horror, didn't she say that he had been knocked unconscious? Can you wake up so quickly?

Murong Qianqian slowly opened her eyes, there was a cold light in her peach blossom eyes, and Yun Chu shrank her head in fright, she was already very weak-hearted, and suddenly looked at it by Murong Qianqian, Yun Chu suddenly had an urge to run, and the princess was very scared.

No matter how good I thought before, when it comes to the end, continuing and not continuing are simply two concepts.

In the future, she is still the princess of Changping, and she can live a peaceful life for at least a few years, without wind and waves, but in the future, she will hold the abyss until she falls with Murong Qianqi, and she is not sure what awaits her.

Yun Chu felt that he was a little stupid, staring at Murong Qianzhen, his eyes were a little bloodshot, his eyes were a little red, and his gaze was cold, but his face was like a peach blossom in spring with a bit of indescribable beauty, and now Murong Qianqian was like a poppy in the dark night, with a fatal attraction, but he couldn't get rid of his own coldness and darkness.

Haven't you already fainted, poured the medicine, and drunk yourself? Why is he still like this? Wake up and wake up.

But soon Yun Chu found that his worries were really unnecessary.

Murong Qianqian just woke up, but his mind was not clear, everything he did was just because of his instinct, he would always be vigilant, as long as someone moved his weapon, he would fight back. Not for Yun Chu, but for anyone.

He only glared at Yun Chu, his eyes gradually dimmed, and his eyes gradually recombined.

Yun Chu waited for him for a long time with wide eyes, and he seemed to have fallen asleep again, but he had always had slightly cool fingertips, but now he was already piping hot.

Yun Chu wanted to pull her hand out of his big palm, with a slight force, but it didn't work, she could only push him away with her hand, wanting to save herself, no matter what happened later, what kind of thing was she being held by Murong Qianqian like this?

It's just that Her Royal Highness the princess is busy again, and she can't push Murong Qianzhen at all.

Murong Qianqian was groggy, feeling that the back of his neck hurt a little, as if he had been beaten, but he couldn't remember who had beaten him.

He felt as if his body was on fire, very hot, as if walking in the desert under the scorching sun, and as if he had been set up and roasted on a fire, repeatedly, and he held a slightly cool thing in his hand, soft, as if it could relieve the heat of his palm as if it was on fire.

It's just that this trace of coldness is too little, too small, and he wants more.

He really wanted to get closer and absorb more coolness, but the coolness seemed to be running away from him, and he could only hold on to it, domineering not to let that thing leave his control.