As a result, as soon as he took a step, his left hand was tightly grabbed by Yechen, and then dragged him into the room vigorously.

Compared with Yechen's strength, Nie Qinghuan is simply hitting a stone with an egg.

The wrist that had just been cut had not fully recovered, and when he pulled it like this, a trace of blood flowed out again.

The whole person was slammed on the bed, and Yechen lowered his head.

The door was closed, there was no light, and I couldn't see his expression, but he seemed to have buried his whole body in the darkness, and he felt gloomy and a little terrible.

Nie Qinghuan's whole person was shrouded in his shadow, and he felt very frightened in his heart, so he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and then shrank a few steps into the bed.

"Nightchen, Achen."

Yechen whispered to himself, and there seemed to be some unwillingness in his tone.

With a cold snort, he untied the heavy armor on his body, threw off his boots at will, and regardless of Nie Qinghuan's resistance, he directly pressed her under him, and then said viciously: "You pressed Feng Qingchen like this just now, right?" ”

It's like on the night of the wedding, he imprisoned Nie Qinghuan's hands on the top of his head with one hand, and his condescending appearance made people feel intimidating.

A strange smile hooked up at the corner of Yechen's mouth, like a bloodthirsty Shura who came out of hell, and said slowly: "Just now, did you touch him like this?" ”

As he spoke, his hand went straight up, looking at the person under him, he was obviously trembling slightly, but he had to pretend to be calm, and his smile was even more weird.

The palm of the hand is slowly kneaded through the clothes, as if caressing a delicate treasure.

His brown eyes grew deeper.

The evil licked the corners of his lips, and then suddenly forced.

"Hmm... It hurts, let go! Hurt! ”

Nie Qinghuan twisted his waist with some effort, trying to get rid of his restraints.

But after some resistance, she felt a trace of abnormality, and suddenly gasped.

She wasn't a child who didn't know anything about men and women, she knew what that meant.

Nie Qinghuan instantly stiffened, not daring to make any more movements.

Her eyes filled with tears instantly.

Seeing the tears glinking in her eyes, Yechen instantly let go of her hand.

Sticking to his ear, he said softly in an extremely deep voice: "Do you know what Feng Qingchen's identity is?" ”

The two of them were so close together that her eardrums tingled and she got goosebumps on her neck.

She didn't want to answer, she only had one thought at this moment, which was to make the person in front of her disappear immediately.

"Answer me!" Yechen frowned tightly and said with a serious face.

This sudden loud voice made Nie Qinghuan shake in fright, and then swallowed his saliva and replied, "His Royal Highness the King of Chu." ”

When Yechen heard this, her face softened a little, and then she lowered her body again, and asked softly in her ear, "Then do you know what your identity is?" ”

As he spoke, he placed his left hand on her neck, his nails gently running across her collarbone, groping slowly, without the slightest emotion. 1234

Nie Qinghuan felt that as long as Yechen was exerting a little force, his neck might be broken by him.

Nie Qinghuan's forehead gradually covered a layer of fine sweat, and he said in a somewhat frightened voice: "Wang, princess." ”

As a result, as soon as he finished saying this, he felt that his neck was strangled fiercely, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

Her features wrinkled together in pain.

She wondered what she was saying wrong. And then isn't she a princess?

"Princess? Then you'll have to make it clear. Whose princess are you? ”

If she is the woman of His Royal Highness the King of Chu, she is also the princess, so whose woman does she want to be?

Yechen heard this vague answer, and suddenly felt a little hot in his heart, and he couldn't help but clench his teeth.

Nie Qinghuan's brain was very deprived of oxygen at this time, and he felt that his wound had completely cracked, so he could only reply in a weak and hoarse voice: "Night King... Imperial concubine. ”

Hearing her name come true, Yechen smiled with satisfaction, slowly let go of her hand, and gently stroked her cheek.

It's like playing with your beloved pet.

He gently hooked her nose, lifted her down, and then said with a gloomy face: "Since you also know that you are the Night Princess, in memory of you, the two of us are nominal husband and wife, but you now also represent the face of my Night King's Mansion, if I find out again that you have done something sorry for our Night Family, then it will not be as simple as today." ”

As he spoke, he lifted himself and reached into her clothes.

Nie Qinghuan was suddenly in pain and arched up directly.

Yechen then sneered and said, "This time, I paid back the kick you gave last time." ”

The oxygen supply was insufficient because she was strangled by her neck, and now her wrist was still bleeding out, and just now he came mercilessly and made her faint.

Yechen looked at it and felt that he was already unconscious, and even felt that this woman was really unteasing, and was just about to stand up and leave.

But just as he was about to pick up the armor, he found that his right hand was covered in blood.

When he grabbed her wrist just now, he directly broke all the blood vessels, and his hands were full of blood.

Xiao Yu's mind was stunned for a moment, and then she involuntarily took a few steps back, shook her head, and saw that the woman on the bed had no blood on her face at all, and she couldn't help but panic.

"Imperial Doctor, pass on Imperial Physician quickly."

In a panic, he suddenly saw her handkerchief still left next to the bed, quickly picked it up, and then made a simple tie.

Hearing the movement coming from inside the house, Xiaoqing, who was trembling outside the door, also hurriedly pushed open the door and said in a panic: "Wang, Wangye." The original imperial doctors have all been dismissed by you, and the new imperial doctors have not been found yet........."

Yechen gritted his teeth and glared at her, and then said with a very lustful face: "You guys are just a bunch of waste, it's been so long, and even a imperial doctor hasn't been found." ”

After saying that, he shook his hand fiercely, wanting to throw out all the blood in his hand, but this was all self-deception, and he could only throw blood everywhere.

Suddenly, I saw that there was still a half-roll of strapping on the shelf not far away, so I hurriedly took it.

Xiaoqing understood what he meant, came in and carefully helped her young lady up.

Looking at the appearance of the prince's hands trembling and bandaged, he felt indescribably uncomfortable.