Chapter 46: The Prince's Marriage Proposal 3

She pushed desperately, but how could a weak woman be able to resist a grown man who was burned by a fish? Her struggle was brutally stopped by him, and this time, he was so learned that he did not dare to take off her clothes, but only held her hands firmly and tore her skirt frantically......

The moonlight was suddenly hidden, and it was already the darkest time of the day, and the next moment, the morning light was slowly coming.

Ziman was resisted like never before, and he didn't expect that a stunning girl who seemed to be so weak could have such great strength. In this life, how can a woman dare to resist like this? This only stimulated his excitement, and it was even more brutal.

Natsuhime was suppressed by that terrible brute force, and she was so shocked that her eyes only widened, and in despair, she suddenly remembered vaguely that someone had once said to herself that if she was in danger, she could shout his name to the sky. However, she forgot his name—like the red pearl of the night that had been hidden, and her memories were erased with her, hidden in the deep, deep depths, and only a little remnant was stirred up in the most desperate moments......

But this remnant could not help her, and she looked up at the sky, but saw the top of the Hessian side of the house, and she could not remember what it should be called.

She opened her mouth, and her cry for help was also blocked by a mass of handkerchiefs - Ziman fiercely stuffed the handkerchief that had been prepared into her mouth, but when he saw that she suddenly remained motionless, he breathed a sigh of relief and laughed cruelly: Even if you are a demon, I will eat you today.

The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic.

At this time, Ziman has completely forgotten all about human morality, but with a brute force, he will be quick to pick it up.

He triumphantly took off his clothes and pounced, and finally kissed Fang Ze......

He was greeted not by sweetness, but by another scream.

He was bitten by a poisonous snake, and he jumped up violently, and his feet jumped straight in pain.

Xia Ji suddenly lost the weight on her body, and struggled to turn over, but Ziman's eyes showed a fierce light, and she was crazy, picked up a wooden stick from the corner, and slashed her head and face like she struck: "Demon...... You're really wicked...... I'll kill you, wicked man...... Tell you to hurt people again......"

A big hand stretched out and grabbed his stick fiercely, and the next moment, he had been thrown out, and he fainted without even snorting.

At that time, it was already dark, and the first drops of dew in the morning slipped from the swaying hibiscus flowers by the windowsill to the ground.

Natsuhime covered her face with her hands and cried bitterly.

She was disheveled, disheveled, and trembling, like a deer in a trap, powerless to save herself and unable to break through.

The man standing in front of her looked at her quietly, and his eyes gradually showed pity.

After a while, he stretched out his hand, his voice was gentle and familiar, like a reunion of old friends: "Xia Ji, are you okay?

Natsuhime suddenly looked up.

Although she had been separated for many years, she immediately recognized the gentle eyes, and the kite in his hand—a proud eagle, an elf that could fly freely in the sky.

At this time, how she wished that she would immediately give birth to a pair of wings and fly out of this prison-like deer park.

She looked at him with teary eyes, he bowed his head slightly, spread out her palm, put the kite in her palm, and smiled silently: "Don't be afraid, Xia Ji, you don't have to be afraid of anything in the future." ”