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Mu Zhengchen came to this room with Jing Qingran in his arms, the subordinate faded, and the door closed.

The room is very clean, because of the daily cleaning, the window is already the beginning of the month, the house is faint candlelight, not very clear.

Mo Yanfang now knows that Jing Qingran is Princess Chen.

It turned out that at that time, she said that she was a subordinate of King Chen's Mansion and was lying to him......

He also wanted to go to Chenwang's Mansion to help her redeem herself, and say a few more good words, besides, Chenwang also has some friendship with him, he went to Chenwang's Mansion to ask for a subordinate, presumably Chenwang will not agree.

However, things are all so tricky, Jing Qingran is not a subordinate of Chenwangfu, on the contrary, she is still the mistress of Chenwangfu......

This contrast makes Mo Yan really uncomfortable!

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In the room, Jing Qingran still kept pestering Mu Zhengchen, she seemed to have lost her mind, she had drunk so much wine, and there were a lot of medicines in the wine.

The whole body was like being burned by fire and bitten by ten thousand insects, it was extremely uncomfortable, and the only trace of reason left in the brain disappeared, and the whole person was like a primitive person, hugging the man next to him and kissing him hard, regardless of whether he wanted it or not.

The man coldly stripped all the clothes off her body, then put her in cold water and let her calm down.

In the past, as long as she took the initiative to get close to him and kiss him, he would be happy, but now, he couldn't be happy.

Even a little annoyed.

Jing Qingran soaked naked in the cold water, her hot body was surrounded by the cold water, her reason was slowly returning, but the flame of her body has never been extinguished.

She looked at the man standing next to the tub with drunken eyes.

The man's face did not have a trace of expression, but the aura like ice and snow on his whole body made people dare not approach.

He seemed to be angry, and looked at the woman lying in the bathtub with cold eyes.

Jing Qingran's heart collapsed with a thump.

She suddenly realized that this was ancient times, and a married woman was close to a man other than her husband, and that was to be immersed in a pig pen.

And just now, she regarded others as her father-in-law, was still close to him, and was caught by her father-in-law......

He's dead.

Jing Qingran looked at the man next to the bathtub with a dead heart.

The man's face was cold and silent, and the woman's face was like ashes, so they confronted each other silently.

"Phase...... Lord, I'm ...... I'll put it on for you...... Cuckold ...... If you want to divorce me, I'll divorce, but can you not kill me? I...... You've said before that you're not going to kill me. Looking at his cold face, she said bitterly.

"What did you do with him?" The emotionless voice sounded coldly, and the man's cold eyes locked on her face.

"I ...... I...... I ......" Jing Qingran had tears in his eyes, but he was aggrieved in his heart, his teeth biting his red lips, "I kissed him......"

Like a child who was caught by his parents for doing something wrong, he was sad and aggrieved.

"Where did you kiss him?" The man asked again, his voice as if it could freeze into ice.

"Face and lips ......" The colder he was, the more aggrieved Jing Qingran felt, and tears fell drop by drop in his big eyes.

"Wash the place where he kissed and the place where he kissed!"

"Oh." With tears in her eyes, the woman reached out to hold water and washed her face over and over again.

The appearance of the woman's pear blossom with rain is really 10,000 times more pitiful than usual.

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