Murong Qinglian looked around and did not see Murong Xinlian. She was a little curious, but more than that, she was pleasantly surprised.
If she could capture Murong Xinlian and hand her over to Ryuze Jingtian to deal with, would she be able to gain Ryuze Jingtian's favor? After all, Murong Xinlian was the one who had lost Ryuze Jingtian's face. If she could capture Murong Xinlian, this' wanted criminal 'who had escaped without a trace, she might be able to facilitate her own good deed!
This was really a happy event that 'fell from the sky'. It seemed like she was destined to be Ryuze Jingtian's bride! Murong Xinlian was her gift to Ryuze Jingtian!
Thinking of this, Murong Qinglian stood up and pretended to go out for a breath of fresh air before leaving the main hall.
When Murong Qinglian found the flower bed according to the instructions on the note, she saw Wanyan Baozhu instead. Murong Qinglian was surprised, but Wanyan Baozhu chuckled, "Are you looking for Murong Xinlian? I'll bring you there, she's with me!"
Murong Qinglian's thought of grabbing Murong Xinlian to claim credit finally overcame her suspicion towards Wanyan Baozhu. Furthermore, she had battle qi, how could she be afraid of Wanyan Baozhu! Thinking of this, Murong Qinglian pretended to be anxious, "Princess, do you really know where my sister is? She's been missing for a long time, my whole family is very worried about her! "
Seeing Murong Qinglian pretending to be 'nervous', Wanyan Baozhu sneered in her heart.
Acting 13, later on, I'll make sure you won't even be able to cry! But on the surface, Wanyan Baozhu had a smile on her face, "She's very well, just that her body isn't too good, so she can't personally come. Follow me!"
Murong Qinglian followed Wanyan Baozhu around the palace a few times before finally entering a remote room.
"My second sister is here?" Murong Qinglian was somewhat in disbelief as she vigilantly looked at Wanyan Baozhu.
"Of course! She's a palace maid now, but her body isn't too good, so she's temporarily recuperating here. Quickly go in! I'll help you guard here. There's not much time, so make it short! "
Wanyan Baozhu's expression was so genuine that it couldn't be faked. Murong Qinglian doubtfully pushed open the door, but before she could step in, Wanyan Baozhu pushed her in.
"Who — —" Before Murong Qinglian could shout, her mouth was covered by a white cloth. The unusual smell on the white cloth made Murong Qinglian drowsy. Before she could see clearly who was in front of her, she closed her eyes and fainted.
"It's done?" Wanyan Baozhu pushed open the door and entered. "Hurry up and deliver it to the Crown Prince!"
On this day, Murong Qinglian had a beautiful dream. In the dream, she and Long Ze Jingtian were getting married, and everyone came to give their blessings. Murong Qiqi knelt in front of them and begged for Ryuze Jingtian's forgiveness. She wanted to be his bride again, but she was sent flying with a kick.
"I only have one woman, Murong Qinglian, and I will only love her!" These words made Murong Qinglian's heart even sweeter than honey. Afterwards, she simply woke up laughing.
When she woke up, Murong Qinglian opened her eyes and found herself in a completely unfamiliar environment. She was naked and lying on the bed. Her limbs were tied to the four corners of the bed and her mouth was stuffed with a piece of cloth.
"Help! Help! " Murong Qinglian struggled and wanted to scream, but her mouth was sealed and her limbs were tied. She could not escape at all.
"Yo! You're awake? "Wanyan Hong, who was only wearing a thin layer of clothing, came to Murong Qinglian's side and waved a butterfly feather in his hand. "Much faster than this consort had imagined!"
You are — — When she saw Wanyan Hong, Murong Qinglian was extremely shocked and struggled even more violently.
"Yo, still trying to escape!" Wanyan Hong's hazy face revealed a mocking smile. The butterfly brush in his hand lightly landed on Murong Qinglian's toes. It was as light as a breeze. A numb feeling immediately spread throughout Murong Qinglian's body. What are you doing? Murong Qinglian had a look of disbelief.
"Hehe, this consort likes virgins!" Seeing the blood red Chastity Mark on Murong Qinglian's arm, Wanyan Hong bent down and bit on it, "So fragrant! Only virgins can emit such a pure smell! This consort likes it! "
At this moment, Murong Qinglian finally understood what she was going to experience. No! Murong Qinglian shook her head with all her might, hot tears welling up in her eyes. No! I beg you, no!
"No?" Wanyan Hong seemed to have a mind reading ability and could read Murong Qinglian's expression.
"How can that be! This consort already has an interest in you! If you don't believe me, take a look! "Wanyan Hong took off his shirt, revealing his well-built body.
A sense of shame welled up in Murong Qinglian's heart. She immediately closed her eyes, unwilling to look. However, the butterfly brush in Wanyan Hong's hand landed on the back of her foot again. That numb and numb feeling assaulted her again, causing her face to turn red.
"Hehe, so sensitive! This consort likes it! "Wanyan Hong pressed forward," Be good and be this consort's woman! "
No, no! Murong Qinglian's eyes widened, but what else could she do? When the piercing pain spread through her entire body, Murong Qinglian was already crying her eyes out. Save me! Your Highness, save me! Save me ah!
Wanyan Baozhu was standing not far away. Seeing Murong Qinglian being humiliated by Wanyan Hong, she felt a sense of satisfaction from taking revenge. What she had experienced, she wanted to let others experience. Her pain, she wanted to let others suffer — —
However, when she saw the blood on the bed, Wanyan Baozhu bit her lips. It turned out that this man still touched and had feelings for women. He used that kind of perverted method to ravage her because he despised Wanyan Baozhu because she was no longer a virgin!
Thinking of this, a sense of shame, anger, and dissatisfaction welled up in Wanyan Baozhu's heart. No matter what, there was still a difference between her and Murong Qinglian. Wanyan Honggen couldn't not treat her like a normal man and woman! Thinking of how Wanyan Hong had humiliated her, the pain from that place stimulated Wanyan Baozhu once again.
It seemed like she had won this round, but the real winner was still Murong Qinglian, because Wanyan Hong hadn't treated her like a normal woman at all!
During Feng Cang's wedding, Wanyan Lie's promise on the stage had deeply stimulated Wanyan Hong's proud and sensitive heart. He needed to use other people's impudence to find the feeling of conquest.
For example, Murong Qinglian's pained eyes, blushing cheeks, and hateful tears had greatly satisfied him. At this moment, Murong Qinglian's face had already transformed into Murong Qiqi's. Feng Cang had stepped on him, so he wanted to press Feng Cang's woman under his body!
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