"Eleven princesses. Jing Ge leaned back against the bed, trying his best to control his body from trembling, and his hoarse voice exuded neutral charm.

Sexy and seductive.

"I didn't expect the eleventh princess of Xuanyue Country to be a woman who likes to trespass into strange men's rooms, if yes, if it is known by the people, no, I don't know what will happen!"

Every time Jing Ge said a word, it was as if he had exhausted all his strength, and his back was wet with sweat.

"Stinky Daoist, do you think that this princess will spare you a dog's life and let you go out and talk nonsense?" Murong Li approached the side of the bed, reached out and grabbed the bed tent scattered on the bed, and pulled the weak Jing Ge out with a forceful pull.

Jing Ge was exhausted, and was pulled by her like this.

"Poof. With a thud, the petite body rolled to the ground.

The moment his body hit the ground, the bones instantly tore and throbbed violently.

Jing Ge fell to the ground, convulsive and wailing.

"Ahh......h Ha ......"

Wailing, suppressed gasps, intertwined.

His eyes were black and red, and his paper-pale face was covered with sweat.

Jing Ge inhaled heavily, rolling on the ground in pain.

Murong Li didn't expect her reaction to be so intense, and she was stunned for a moment.

"Stinky Daoist, what are you pretending to be? Princess Ben didn't even touch you...... Or are you waiting for the appearance of the white night and pity you for the jade?" Murong Li squatted down, with a hideous smile on his face with heavy makeup.

She reached out her fingers to hook Jing Ge's small, pointed chin, forcing Jing Ge to lift her face up.

Sneered: "Don't bother, it's impossible for Bai Ye to come back to save you." ”

The sweat on Jing Ge's face dripped onto Murong Li's fingers, and the latter withdrew his hand in disgust.

Hands stretched out to the side.

Immediately, a palace maid stepped up, took out the white handkerchief in her arms, lowered her head and trembled to wipe the sweat stains on Murong Li's fingers.

"Want to know why?" Murong Li kicked Jing Ge's thin shoulder.

"Ahh

Jing Ge, who was already in pain, was kicked by this kick and cried out in pain.

"Mu, Rong, pear!" Jing Ge lay on the ground, his five fingers spread, and his nails scratched five scratches on the ground.

Her eyes glared at Murong Li angrily, the cold light in the corners of her eyes flew towards Murong Li like a dagger, and the corners of her mouth raised a trace of mockery: "You, give, me, remember, stop, I will never, will not let you go!"

"Smack. Murong Li slapped Jing Ge in the face.

Jing Ge's pale face instantly had a clear five-claw red mark.

Jing Ge's hands trembled and clenched into fists.

The eyes were as dark as paint, and there was no temperature at all.

"What do you see, do you think that if your eyes are fierce, this princess will be afraid of you?" Murong Li sneered at the corner of her mouth, spread out her palm, and took the white whip handed over by the palace maid next to her.

She grabbed the whip in her hand, wrapped it around her wrist twice, raised it and fell, and the whip hit the teacup on the table.

"Smack. ”

The teacup is split in half from the middle.

The overnight cold tea from the cup flowed out, wetting a large part of the tabletop.

Ticking to the ground, it soon gathered a small puddle.

"You die of this heart, Bai Ye will not come to save you, before coming to you, this princess deliberately asked her father to issue an order to urgently summon the national teacher into the palace, at this time, he should have entered the palace to face the saint. Murong Li paused, squatted down again, and provoked Jing Ge's face with the handle of the whip.

"Tut, this princess likes to look at your pain up close, the more painful you are, the more happy this princess is!"

"Phew. Jing Ge spat on Murong Li's face.