The spring in the hibiscus tent is thick, and the air is filled with a confused atmosphere, and the light is turned off indoors, she can't see the situation inside, and can only hear the man's sexy and tactful whisper from the tent from time to time.

Under the moonlight, Shangguan's crimson robe had already been torn in half by the woman, and he was thrown alone under the bed, like a withered flower, glowing with a bleak glimmer in the cold moonlight.

In the iron cage not far from the bed, the woman sat in the iron cage, her hands holding her legs tightened, her body suddenly felt cold and shivered, the young man noticed her abnormality, covered her ears with her white and slender hands, and his distressed words echoed in her ears: "Third sister, don't listen." ”

His soft words were like a warm cup of tea that warmed her slightly cool heart.

Yun Qiange pulled down the second brother's hand, shook his head indifferently, and chuckled indifferently: "Second brother, don't worry about me, it's okay for me." ”

The reason why her heart is cold is completely because her cold poison is getting heavier and heavier, and the cold poison emitted from her toes has invaded her whole body, and her internal organs are like being stained with a layer of frost, so she will feel that her body is very cold.

A grim gaze cast from the tent, Yun Qiange turned around, and saw Shangguan Ning lying on the bed staring at her through the veil, and the hatred in the sky seemed to want to peel her skin and swallow her into her belly.

Shangguan Ning was as weak as a withered flower, her white hair like silver was scattered on the bed, her casual tone made his chest surge with monstrous anger, he bit his lip like a poppy flower, trembling with anger, and the hatred in his eyes burst out undisguised at this moment, it was so shocking!

Everything, she was the one who harmed him, she ruined him! If it weren't for revenge, he wouldn't have ...... Yun Qiange, I must let you live as well as die, and cut you with a thousand knives to sacrifice the spirit of my father in the sky!

Shangguan Ning clutched the quilt fiercely, his palms were wet with sweat, he was already numb to the pain in his body, whenever he was bullied by Lin Aoxue, he told himself that one day, he would return all the humiliation he had suffered for so many years to Yun Qiange's body!

His gaze was like a poisonous ice blade piercing Yun Qiange's heart deeply, that unforgettable hatred made Yun Qiange's brows frown slightly, she looked at his gaze, as if remembering the day when he caught her in the Dark Pavilion and tortured her, he chuckled at her: "Don't you know? My soul and body have long been given to the devil, and I have nothing left, including my heart. ”

Yes, at that moment, his suddenly lowered voice made the air in the room seem to freeze in an instant, and she also saw a desolate taste of despair in his chuckle.

It was as if something flashed through her mind, and a small fragment suddenly became clear in her mind, it was a memory that belonged to her predecessor......

"Please, let go of me, princess, please, woo." Under the dazzling sunlight, a bewitching man was pressed under her and pleaded miserably, his face was already red and swollen by the woman.

"Princess, you can do well, let Ning'er go, Ning'er is still not out of the cabinet, how can you let Ning'er marry like this." An elderly man crawled over with tears on his face, his body covered with footprints.

The woman laughed and pinched the man's buttocks, looked at the man's body from top to bottom with a lewd look, and licked the corners of her mouth in a daze: "Look at it this way, you look good as a father, when I get on your son, it will be your turn next." ”