Chapter 212: Marshal's Sister

The morning sun was incomparably beautiful, and a new day began like this, and the little emperor Murong Xun, who had left the Jinluan Palace, suddenly changed his face, and his eyes were full of revenge. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Zhao Haochen, you're finally dead! God bless me!" Murong Xun almost roared, and dark clouds were on his sunny face.

The eunuchs and palace maids who were waiting on the side were all trembling, they had never seen His Majesty the Emperor so terrifying, like a beast, roaring wantonly and angrily, venting the pleasure in their hearts.

"In the past, I lived cautiously, for fear that if I offended you, you, the generalissimo, would rebel and pull me off the throne, at this point, I have no doubt that your strength is not something that can be counterbalanced by the power of the court, and you are even more terrifying than that Murong Yang.

But you shouldn't, you shouldn't, you don't provoke me, and you deserve all these consequences. Don't blame me, blame yourself. ”

Murong Xun looked in the direction of the south, his eyes narrowed slightly, the cold light was cold, as if he was about to tear the air, seeing Zhao Haochen's miserable appearance, look at his lonely end.

The song and dance have already been played in Murong Xun's bedroom, the orchestra silk bamboo, pipa and huqin, should have, the pleasant tone is like a wonderful fairy music, which makes people feel comfortable.

The dancing girl of the palace is dressed in a grand red dress, and her slender figure dances in the center of the hall, her plump and full breasts are full of temptation, and her delicate buttocks are tightly curled, making people can't help but want to go up and touch the urge to touch it fiercely.

The snow-white skin was full of luster, but the pink and tender little face was so charming, Murong Xun's obsession with looking at it, he stepped forward and took it into his arms, and his slightly narrowed eyes revealed endless ** longing, a hungry wolf in a vivid color.

Crazy to tear the dancing girl's clothes inch by inch, turned into pieces of butterflies flying in the air, a pair of big hands wandered unscrupulously in front of the dancing girl's chest, the smile on her face was extremely debauched, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and the pink tongue wandered back and forth between her lips and teeth, with an endless aftertaste.

The dancing girl held her body with both hands, tightly, her eyes were full of begging looks, and she looked at Murong Xun who was raising up pitifully, and her body trembled constantly.

"Your Majesty can't! Your Majesty forgives your sins!"

The voice of the dancing girl begging for mercy in her arms sounded inappropriately, and the hungry and thirsty Murong Xun could still take care of it so much, so he picked up the dancing girl and walked towards the inner hall.

"Your Majesty, no, I am the marshal's sister, today I just came to the palace to practice dancing, it happened that His Majesty called, and the slave maid had the courage to come to dance, and I ask Your Majesty to forgive me!"

Wu Ji had no choice but to tell the truth, hoping that His Majesty could let him go, the deep palace compound was not the destination he hoped for, not to mention that his sweetheart was looking forward to it outside the palace.

Hearing the word marshal, Murong Xun, who was in a state of passion, shuddered coldly, and he unconsciously remembered Zhao Haochen.

For a moment, his voice was cold to the bone, and his eyes burned with unquenchable anger, at this moment, Murong Xun completely lived up to his elegant and polite appearance before, but like a demon.

"You say you're the marshal's sister?" The cold eyes were filled with cold light, and she looked down at the dancing girl who was kneeling on the ground below, still trembling.

"Yes!" replied Maihime.

For a long time, Murong Xun didn't speak, a huge humiliation seemed to fall from the sky, deeply enveloping him, in his eyes, a little dancing girl dared to use the name of Zhao Haochen to suppress herself, you can imagine how aggrieved he was as an emperor.

There was a cold light in his eyes for a while, and Zhao Haochen's forces must be uprooted, even if Dongyuguo's forces were greatly damaged, he would not hesitate to do so.

The other singing and dancing personnel in the main hall were very knowledgeable about current affairs, and the singing and dancing vocal music had long stopped, kneeling aside, trying to fade out of the emperor's sight, praying not to implicate themselves and others.

The silence in the hall was surprisingly quiet, and the dead silence was like a flood beast, slowly gnawing and biting the heart of this dancing girl.

At this moment, she would rather hear the fate of this young emperor than endure this terrible silence.

Her body trembled, and so did her heart.

Suddenly, Murong Xun's ridicule resounded throughout the hall, staring at the dancing girl mockingly, and said lightly: "You think that if you bring out the generalissimo, I will be afraid, I tell you that the generalissimo is dead, he will not be alive, no one will protect you anymore, I will uproot you." ”

His face was so cold, and the rage of rage made him look even more hideous. Unscrupulously dragged the dancing girl into the inner hall, her underwear turned into ashes under Murong Xun's strength, and a delicate body trembled and curled up on the huge bed.

Murong Xun is like a beast in heat at the moment, more than ten years of forbearance and suppression, all of them broke out at this moment.

What if you are the marshal's sister, Zhao Haochen is dead, I have to do whatever I want, can you still threaten me as a dead man?

The messy clothes were scattered on the ground, Murong Xun was also naked, but his white and tender skin looked full of power, his long hair was scattered behind his back, his slender figure looked so good-looking, and the beautiful mermaid lines didn't know how many people were obsessed.

However, his face was out of place, terrifying and hideous.

Without pity, he pounced on Mai Ji's body, his big hands wandering wantonly, his lips constantly eroding every inch of land on the delicate ketone body.

In the secluded hall, the charcoal of the beast was burning slowly, and the curling cigarette smoke filled the entire hall.

The heart-rending woman's voice came out of the inner hall, but the faces of those kneeling in the outer hall were very ugly, the emperor did not let them leave, they could not go, otherwise it would be the end of the head falling to the ground, but here, hearing the beautiful sound coming from inside, if you let Your Majesty know, it will also be a dead end.

I had to cover my ears as much as possible, so that the man's heavy gasps and the woman's delicate screams were not caught by them.

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After about an hour, Murong Xun finally walked out of the inner hall, the sneering smile on the corner of his mouth was still hanging obliquely, and only a beautiful woman with tears on her face was left on the bed in the inner hall.

The other dancers and musicians were still thinking about how they would please the lady in the inner sanctum in the future.

Fortunately by His Majesty, the will of the canonization will be spread all over the world tomorrow at the latest, and I must grasp it well.

"The woman in the hall has been rewarded to you!" Murong Xun said indifferently to the male musicians present.