readx;? Sitting in what should have been her and his wedding room, the maids waited carefully for the princess. The pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info was able to escape death, and now she has been taken back to the house by the prince, she should be different from the prince.

Soaking in the hot water, Yitong gradually relaxed, her body was still a little tired after losing too much blood, she was easily tired and sleepy, she sat back, her head resting on the edge, and her hands on the edge of the barrel. I was thinking about how to deal with it.

Before she knew it, she fell asleep in a daze.

Mu Yanqin's gaze was tightly locked on the unsuspecting person in front of him, completely lacking the strong pretense he had faced him before. Looking at her pale face, helpless like a child, weakly seeking refuge from her mother. Who would have thought that she would be the one who killed her sister with her own hands.

On the contrary, with such a face, he can find the shadow of Huan Ting at any time! He hates this face, but he can't destroy it with his own hands.

Suddenly, the eye noticed the wound on her right wrist.

It looked like a new injury, and there were signs of gnawing on the wound.

His eyebrows furrowed, and he reached out to grab her wrist to take a closer look. Yitong was instantly awakened by his actions, she retracted her hand vigilantly, wrapped it around her chest, looked at the person who appeared in front of her at some point, and stared at him with wary eyes, "Lord Wang, I'm taking a bath, can you go out first?"

Looking at a well-behaved kitten, suddenly stretched out its claws, Mu Yanqin smiled coldly, "Chu You, you still can't figure out your identity, do you? Then, this king will remind you!" With that, two iron pincer-like hands grabbed her body, lifted her whole person out of the water, turned around, and threw her onto the couch.

"Hmm......" Yitong tightened his eyebrows in pain, raised his head, and his face was suddenly as white as paper.

Mu Yanqin casually took off his robe, middle coat, revealing a bronzed strong chest, a sturdy body without a trace of fat, and the perfect proportions were amazing. His eyes stared at her coldly and mockingly, as if trying to find something in her face.

What to do?

Yitong grabbed the quilt tightly with both hands and wrapped himself tightly. In front of this man who only needs to move his little finger and can control his life and death, what is she going to fight?

Seeing her look like a chaste martyr, Mu Yanqin strode forward in disgust, dragged the quilt, and immediately pressed her long body.

"No—" Hitomi panicked, and she put her hands against him, struggling desperately.

"Don't?" Mu Yanqin raised his thick eyebrows disdainfully, his eyes swept over her naked body without the slightest lust, and his smile was almost cold, "This king will give you everything you want, isn't this what you've always been looking forward to?"