Chapter 143: Legal Wedding Night 2

That's the mark of a queen, the sign that she is legally owned by a man.

How wonderful the world is.

Because of a layer of dress and a layer of etiquette, there is a layer of dividing line between the sexes: what is reasonable and legal is what is inside, and what is outside is shameless and shameless.

No other creature adheres to this principle than humans.

Xia Ji, in this layer of reasonableness and legitimacy, suddenly wet her eyes with tears. Is it because the man who is legitimate, who provides such great sincerity, is so willing to take responsibility???

Zi Ling's kiss stopped, stopping on her tears, tender as water, silent and concerned eyes, but before he could speak, she had already hugged him......

At this time, he no longer had any doubts, and the friendship that had been accumulated for a long time spread like a flood......

At the moment when he was confused, he suddenly hugged her tightly, at this time, he was just one of the men of all living beings, and he was the most essential desire and attraction to her, just like picking a bright flower that he had been longing for for a long time......

His large palm brushed over her silky smooth jade back, and gently, he was about to enter a truly new world......

At that moment, he suddenly jumped up.

It wasn't his own exertion, but he was pushed away by a powerful external force, and it was the moment he touched her back...... It was like being struck by lightning, and the stroking hand almost became numb.

Under the flickering candlelight, he saw that his arm suddenly became bruised and purple, and it looked very scary.

It was an instinct, and Xia Ji also jumped up, incredibly frightened: "Zi Ling...... Zi Ling...... What's wrong with you??"

Zi Ling didn't panic as he imagined, he was surprisingly calm, just pressed his hand, inadvertently put it behind him, and didn't care: "It's nothing...... Natsuhime, it's nothing, don't worry......"

However, in her eyes, the color of fear rose sharply and expanded. This is not the first time she has encountered such a situation.

She thought of her brother Ziman, who had been harassed many times, and who had repeatedly failed to succeed, and in the end, his palms were cut off, and his whole person was almost scorched, and his death was extremely horrible.

Although he deserved to die, his death remained in Natsuji's mind and almost became a nightmare.

No, no, no...... Now this man is not a barbarian - he is a son spirit.

It was her husband, Ziling. How could he have suffered the same fate as Ziman?????

His affection was what she longed for, and it was also bright and bright, how could he be defeated as well???

She grabbed his hand like crazy, and he couldn't dodge it, and his hand was already in front of her—a large bruise, which was the legendary ghost beating.

What was even more terrifying was that the bruise was gradually spreading, first to the wrist and then to the arm, like a poisonous gas attack, spreading rapidly between the blood vessels.

She hissed, tears raining down: "It's the devil...... Devil...... He cursed me...... It's the devil......"

She staggered, her mind was in a mess, and she almost fainted—Wu Xian, the devil Wu Xian.

Like some scar cracking open in her brain, she saw the terrible past in a daze: the Dark Lord, how, after tearing her for the first time, he picked up the girl's purest blood and poured a curse mixed with his blood on her back......

It was a powerful curse, a terrible monopoly - and no man ever dared to touch her again.