Bed Together

It's midnight, it's late night and people are quiet. "It's gone!" Suddenly there was a loud shout and the fire started flying in the wind. The female servants and the servants were carrying buckets to put out the fire. Their footsteps were complicated and it was chaos. In a small hidden pavilion, there sat a young man wearing brocade clothes and a white jade hanging around his waist. He frowned slightly, staring intently at the direction of the fire, and tapped his index finger on the stone platform, seemingly anxious. " Uh huh ..." At his feet, there was a woman in gorgeous clothes tied up, her hands and feet were tied, and her mouth was gagged with a white cloth. Her body continued to struggle, and she made "whimpering" sounds from her mouth. Seeing the fire getting stronger and stronger, the man became more and more comfortable. He suddenly sighed, looked at the tied woman, and said with some sadness: "Ayin, don't blame me." "This palace looks so majestic and majestic, but in fact it is just an empty shell. Without the Holy Family , it will be over sooner or later. If we solve the problem of your brother for Your Majesty, Your Majesty will definitely make more use of me. From now on, you and I will be together. This capital is the real scenery." Hearing this, the woman struggled harder and harder. Two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, and her eyes were scarlet. The man slowly knelt down in front of her and wiped away her tears with his index finger. "Why are you crying? He is not really your brother. If he dies, he will die. You will still have me as your husband to rely on in the future." The man's eyes flashed slightly , mixed with disgust and harshness, and he said to her: "As long as he dies, no one will spread your gossip anymore, and those who gossip will naturally shut up. Ah Yin, shouldn't you be happy?" Shen Zhuyin's vision was blurry, and his wrists and ankles were blood red from the struggle. "Why are you crying!" The sadder she became, the more irritable the man became. The man suddenly grabbed her neck and asked fiercely: "Is there really something bad between you two?" Rumor has it that the Prime Minister and Princess Pingxi were sworn brothers and sisters on the surface, but secretly they were sworn brothers and sisters. The more the man thought about it, the more resentful he became, and the force on his hand became stronger and stronger. The woman was obviously out of breath. The boy hurriedly walked around the rockery and shouted from a distance: "Your Majesty! Prime Minister Xie is here!" The man was startled, then let go of his hand, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised. He roughly removed the rope from the woman's feet, picked her up, and dragged her toward the fire. His voice was a little excited and crazy: "He came so fast...A Yin! He cares about you, he really cares about you! Let's go see him together quickly! See him risking his life and death for you! See him rush into hell for you!" The woman's hair was messy and her face was stained with tears. Before the fire, the thin man had an outstanding appearance, wore black clothes and a jade belt, and had a terrifying aura.