Suddenly, he asked her to go to his bedchamber.

Yan Chunxi didn't dare to delay.

Just after Yan Yanghua turned around and left, a group of people hugged her and said that they wanted to take her to freshen up.

Yan Chunxi didn't know why she had to freshen up.

Even if she didn't understand, she did what the palace people said.

As soon as she was brought into the dormitory, she saw the man sitting on the couch.

The big palms were placed on her knees, and the momentum of the whole person was like a thunderbolt, which made her heart tighten.

Although there are no thousands of troops and horses, Yan Yanghua alone can make Yan Chunxi nervous and dare not breathe, and he can only hear his own heartbeat in silence.

Yan Chunxi didn't know what he was going to do, and she didn't dare to speculate if he didn't speak.

Yan Yanghua looked down at the people below, she had just finished grooming and changed into a new outfit, and her creamy skin looked even more explosive.

The sideburns are lined with beads, and the eyes are like stars and the moon, and the fat window powder can distinguish people.

Through the brocade satin tulle, Yan Chunxi's complexion can be vaguely seen, his complexion is white and greasy, as if he is shaved down, and he is shy and affectionate.

Especially the willow-branch-like plain waist, as if he couldn't hold it, the light clothes and tulle of that body were so revealing that the skin was looming, which was extremely sultry.

A pair of moist and well-proportioned legs are gently exposed, kneeling under him with the small and delicate golden lotus, like a half-open begonia, delicate and gorgeous.

It's really as good as her mother's concubine!

It's just that Yan Chunxi's beauty seems to touch the past in Yan Yanghua's memories-

The person in her memory is also so good-looking, but after she entered the palace, she was still disconnected from her lover, but she was really infatuated!!

The unbearable past caused anger, Yan Yanghua stepped down the steps step by step, and his eyes were full of gloom.

Daughter?

I'm afraid it's not a little mongrel born to that man and another man, right?

At this moment, Yan Chunxi didn't know what he wanted to do, but helplessly raised his somewhat pale and fragile cheeks, and looked at the person in front of him who she called "Father Emperor" with a pair of apricot eyes.

"Smack!"

The sound of the slap was crisp.

Yan Chunxi's cheeks were red and swollen, her ears were buzzing, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and she couldn't hear any life.

Her messy hair hung down, her eyes, which were originally as bright as stars, were annihilated in the shadows, her face was hot and painful, and blood gushed out from her nose, dripping and falling on the placket of her clothes, and she was red.

Yan Chunxi hadn't come to her senses yet, covering her red and swollen cheeks and staring blankly, she didn't know why her father wanted to treat her like this.

"Father...... Emperor? ”

Yan Chunxi never knew that her voice could tremble like this, but before she could figure out what was going on, her petite body was pushed to the ground by Yan Yanghua.

Almost violently, Yan Yanghua pressed Yan Chunxi's thin body to the ground.

Yan Chunxi panicked in her heart, struggling to untie the shackles, but found that her strength was really weak, and the more she struggled, the tighter the shackles of that person became.

After half a day, she couldn't move under his palm.

She clearly felt the temperature of those lips burning as if it was about to burn her to ashes, and she vaguely heard Yan Yanghua seem to say the word "wild seed".

A faint, pinprick-like pain rose from her heart, and she couldn't live, she couldn't die, she struggled, she tried to escape from this bondage, but the more she struggled, the more the man imprisoned her.

Perhaps, at this moment, she is already dead, and only a shell is left for Yan Yanghua to play with at will.

Drops of crystal tears rolled down the brocade quilt, blurring off little by little dark water stains, and rolling down the eyes with the tears.

Gradually realizing Yan Chunxi's non-cooperation, Yan Yanghua was a little annoyed, and he choked Yan Chunxi's slender neck like a hunter choking the throat of his prey.

He pressed her under him, staring at her, and the words in his mouth were like sharp swords cutting through Yan Chunxi's heart little by little, making her only remaining self-esteem collapse-

"Yan Chunxi, what do you think you are? Listen, if I want you to give birth, you will live, and if I want you to die, you will not live! ”

"Yan Chunxi, could it be that your humble mother didn't teach you the truth that those who know the times are handsome?"

"My good daughter, enjoy my tenderness for you for the time being, if I spurn you, this world will no longer tolerate you."

He said this, his voice cold and piercing.

Yan Chunxi had to agree that what the person in front of him said was true.

Indeed, if the Son of Heaven in this world can't tolerate her, then where is her place in all the worlds and desolations?

"Don't ...... I beg you to ......" Yan Chunxi's voice was hoarse, his small nose was still bleeding, and his originally ruddy lips became pale and trembling.

There seemed to be something pressing down, imprisoning, and tightly wrapping around her fragile heart, so that she couldn't even breathe smoothly.

She only felt that the blood in her whole body was congealed, cold, and lost her human temperature.

First her throat was dry, then her whole body trembled slightly, and the tears in the corners of her eyes slowly ran down her cheeks and into her sideburns like unbreakable threads, and finally there was no trace to follow.

Yes, this is a hunt, whoever is above is the hunter, and whoever is below is the prey.

It's like a knife and the fish on it.

Now, what she should do is to protect herself.

Yan Chunxi slowly stretched out his hand, and his arm like a lotus opened to the man in front of him.

A pair of apricot eyes are misty but full of a bewitching and charming smile.

She gritted her teeth, her mouth was fragrant, and every word was like a pearl colliding, and her ears were full of joy, and she resounded into Yan Yanghua's heart-

"I beg my father to have mercy.

The man sneered, his rough thumb brushing her man, blood trailing his fingertips and leaving a scarlet on his white face.

The man whispered to her: "Chunxi, you are very well-behaved, but you also have to know the current affairs, I want you to live, you can't beg for death, from now on, you are just my dog." ”

"Chun-hee...... Chun-hee got to know ......"

Seeming to be very proud, Yan Yanghua slowly got up and tidied up for a moment, the dragon pattern embroidered with gold thread on it was dazzling and terrifying.

At last he brushed his sleeves and turned away, never looking back at his poor daughter.

Yan Chunxi saw the crowd that had just come in and hugged Yan Yanghua and left.

Watching the tall figure gradually move away, Yan Chunxi silently withdrew his hands and tightly formed a fist at his side, the curvature of the corners of his mouth disappeared suddenly, and his scarlet eyes could no longer bear the weight of tears, and tears rolled down his cheeks like pearls.

After a long time, someone seemed to be coming, and a fair-skinned and slender hand handed Yan Chunxi clothes.

Yan Chunxi subconsciously wanted to hide, and his blood-stained clothes looked particularly ugly.

"Don't touch me......" she murmured like a wounded little beast, "don't touch me...... I'm so dirty......"

She's dirty, dirty, she's been for two lifetimes.

"Put it on."

It was a voice as warm as jade, and Yan Chunxi looked up and saw the man-

His delicate and long figure is like a thin pig, and the bright yellow robe is flying with a colorful phoenix that vibrates its feathers.

Knowing that the child had suffered greatly, Jun Jiusi seemed to smile bitterly, put the clothes in front of her, and then turned around and left the room.

Through layers of veils, Yan Chunxi seemed to be able to see him sitting on a soft couch and playing chess.

She didn't know who it was, but at least he wouldn't hurt her.

Dressed in a panic, Yan Chunxi hurriedly escaped from this place of right and wrong that left a great shadow on her with her blood-stained clothes.

She was so flustered that she forgot to thank Jun Jiusi.

Looking at the panicked back, Jun Jiusi hooked the corners of his mouth, and sighed shallowly in his heart-

She's so young, and she's a poor person.

The Yizi in his hand is buckled on the grid at the east 12 and south 9, and this chess game will begin.

……

The moonlight was as cold as water, Yan Chunxi stumbled and ran, she didn't know where to go, in short, it was good to go anywhere! As long as it's not this place.

She even accidentally lost her shoes and socks when she ran.

There was a sparkling landscape in front of her, and now, she just wanted to find a place to wash her cheeks.

She wanted to clean all the scars left by Yan Yanghua on her body.

Yan Chunxi ran towards the pool of water, but the scenery in front of her made her fall to the ground in fright-

The pink-clad woman I saw today who had been pushed into the water is now thrown into the pool.

The body was swollen and white, and there were even flying insects falling on her skin, and her eyes were full of resentment staring at a round of unfinished Chanjuan in the sky, as if there was endless grievance and sadness.

A gust of wind rose, and the corpse moved with the water, and in Yan Chunxi's eyes, she was a terrible ghost who came to her to ask for her life, and the terrible voice in her mind kept asking why she ignored it.

Her legs were paralyzed, Yan Chunxi couldn't move for half a minute, she could only use her hands to retreat a little bit, until she couldn't see the woman's half-heavy corpse, her stomach was tumbling, but she didn't dare to make a sound, she covered her mouth with her hands, and bit her lower lip tightly.

For a long time, the mouth was salty, and the smell of copper spread wantonly in the mouth.

Xu was too frightened, Yan Chunxi's eyes were dry at the moment, and he couldn't shed a single tear.

Staggering away, she found a secluded place with a well in which it was black by night.

For a moment, Yan Chunxi wanted to jump into the well immediately, she stood by the well, staring at the darkness in the well with her eyes blank.

It suddenly occurred to her that when she saw the well water, it was also dirty, and that there might be countless corpses sinking in it, each of which was swollen and white like a woman in the pool.

Yan Chunxi didn't know what to do, her shoulders were still immature, and she couldn't bear this great humiliation, but when she thought of her original humiliation and hatred, she suddenly felt that she couldn't die.

She wants revenge, and whoever she wants to die will die!

Yan Chunxi silently retreated from the well, squatted alone on the side of the well, leaned on the railing surrounded by stones, clasped his hands and knees, and collapsed alone until dawn.

……

Since that day, Yan Yanghua has connected Yan Chunxi to the Changhuan Palace.

All kinds of rare treasures were sent into the temple like flowing water.

Even the ones worn by Yan Chunxi and Yan Zhengqing were replaced with high-grade ones, which were even better than those of the harem concubines.

Everyone only thinks that Yan Yanghua loves her daughter, but they don't know what is dirty in private.

The princess, who has always been unknown in this cold palace, suddenly won this honor and monopolized the favor of the Son of Heaven, which is really amazing.

At this time, it was reduced to the folk and turned into a ballad sung by children-

"The phoenix chick shook the dead wood and flew into the purple palace overnight."