"Haven't you always pretended to be pathetic, pretending to be like my wife? I'll make it happen to you today! Let you be my woman completely! ”

He held her plump buttocks tightly.

"Look at it! The third princess of the Tang Dynasty, this is the price you will pay for those things you have done to me! ”

Ling Shuang's hands and feet were tied together at this time, her soft body allowed her to make any pose, her back rested on his bent thighs, allowing her to support her upper body well, and her feet and hands were also tied together, allowing her to clearly see what was happening in front of her.

Although Zhen Mingku has already done a lot of offenses to her beyond the relationship between men and women, and even used torture to extract confessions, many times, he is very measured and will not hurt her, and the most important thing is that she can feel his pity and love for her, which is the reason why she can't hate him, and this time, she is completely passive to bear his anger, he has no tenderness for her, he just wants to hurt her.

Shame, humiliation, sadness, and grievances all kinds of emotions came to her heart, and Zhen Ming held her snow-white buttocks hard and slowly lowered her.

He slowly crept in, making her clearly feel his desire and anger for her, an emotion so complex that she couldn't fathom that slowly expanded through her body.

The unforgettable pain made her realize that what was happening in front of her was not a dream, and she closed her eyes, her beautiful brow furrowed tightly with shame and pain.

Zhen Ming stared at her bitterly and coldly, "Don't you think it's meaningful to play with my feelings?" It's my turn to toy you today, and I think you'd be prepared. Aren't you Chai Shao's fiancée? I told you not to think about marrying another man in your life, I made you tremble and be scared when you see a man! ”

He jerked her free, her snow-white buttocks resting heavily on his lower abdomen. There was a crackling sound.

He sat up abruptly, took her in his arms, ignored her pain, and began the most violent attack, without a trace of pity.

Her snow-white and delicate body was like a small flat boat in the wind and waves, drifting with the waves, not knowing when it would be torn to pieces by the waves.

Zhen Mingbitter looked at her and frowned in pain. Crystal tears, biting red lips, can't help but step forward. Kissed her on the lips fiercely, trying to pry her teeth open with the tip of his tongue, knowing that she might bite off her tongue, but he still wanted to capture her fragrant tongue. Looting.

She never opened her mouth. There was no attempt to bite him either.

He suddenly took out a dagger from under the pillow behind her, cut the ropes on her body, and made her hands and feet free again, but the movement of her body still did not stop, hugging her tightly, and pounding violently.

Ling Shuang suddenly regained her freedom, but her hands and feet were weak because she drank drugged wine. Unable to break free at all, she opened her eyes. Stunned to look at Zhen Ming, who didn't know when tears flowed and her face was in pain, she realized that she didn't understand the man in front of her at all, and she was the one who should cry.

I saw him hand the handle of the dagger in his hand to hers, and the other end was against his neck.

Although she was weak, she also knew that with the sharpness of the dagger in her hand, as long as she gently sent it forward at this time, he would die and have no chance of survival.

There was a hint of relief and disillusionment in his eyes, as if there was nothing in this world worthy of his nostalgia.

I don't know if it's because I've been with him for a long time, looking at his eyes, she suddenly has a trembling feeling, maybe it's the reason why the two are in the most intimate state, she feels that his eyes are full of entanglement and apology for her, although her hypnosis of him has been lifted, but there is another emotion that seems to be deeply rooted in his heart, and because of this, he is so contradictory and painful.

She could read his pain, which made her panic.

He was begging her to kill him and let him go, his movements were rough and crazy, and the apology and self-blame in his eyes that he tried to hide were conveyed to her heart without concealment.

The pain in her lower body gradually turned into a strange feeling, and she held the dagger in her hand, ready to put an end to this despicable act.

"Do you really want to die?"

She asked, trembling.

Zhen Ming hugged her waist and almost broke her waist, so that he and her could no longer be intimate.

The two of them can't tell you and me apart.

As time passed, his movements began to become more and more rapid, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and she clearly felt his change, and the strange feeling that became stronger and stronger, made her body become strange, her face became flushed, and a voice in her heart told her that if she just sent the dagger in her hand forward, he would die in front of her.

He let out a low roar, and the violent movements came to an abrupt halt.

Ling Shuang suddenly had a feeling in his heart as if he had been hit by something, and it exploded from the depths of his body, like a flower, from the violent trembling, from one point, to slowly spread to his whole body.

She had never felt this way, it was a feeling that made her forget everything, the combination of beautiful, happy, happy and wronged emotions made her breathless, and she could no longer tell whether she hated, resentful, angry, or another kind of feeling that she had been deliberately avoiding and had never been willing to admit.

He roared in pain: "Kill me!" ”

She shuddered, the dagger in her hand fell on the futon on the bed, Zhen Ming's bitter expectation was disappointed, replaced by deep anger at her, and she lowered her head and bit on her plump snow-white breast, so painful that she grabbed his hair.

He left a deep tooth mark on her chest.

With that, Zhen Ming was still sensitive and trembling despite her body, frantically attacking and retaliating against her......

……

Zhen Mingku's left, leaving Ling Shuang lying on the bed, her face was still as ruddy as Xia, her snow-white body was full of red kiss marks left by Zhen Mingku, her eyes looked at the bed curtain blankly, empty, and fell into a state of distraction.

The words that Zhen Mingquan said to her when he was leaving echoed in her mind for a long time.

"For your father, you can hypnotize me, control me, use me, I don't blame you, what I did to you, even if you use me a hundred times, I won't have any complaints, but you can't kill my goose and goose for your so-called peace in the world, the world of the Li family, you don't know, she is everything to me, I can not want my own life, and I never want to lose her, you know it, you know it!"

She had known him for almost seven years, and since she had known him, she had never seen him so bitter and angry.

"Don't you want to help your dad get the world? From today on, as long as I live hard for one day, the Li family will not want to have another day of peace! Ling Shuang, Ling Shuang, your acting skills are so exquisite, your wisdom is so clever, your appearance can make the women of the world ashamed of themselves, but your heart is so vicious, I hate why I am obsessed with a woman like you, and I killed my most beloved goose goose, I can't do anything to you, this is the source of my pain, I want you to end my pain, I gave you a chance, but you didn't kill me, from now on, there is no relationship between us, the next time we meet again, I will not hesitate to kill you. ”

Every word he said was like a knife, cutting her heart, letting her know for the first time what heartache was, and she knew that if she didn't kill him, it would be the biggest mistake she would make in her life.

If there is one person who can make her feel a threat to her ideal Tang Dynasty, it is this man from the future.

But he clearly said that the Li family would win the world of the Tang Dynasty, this is the history he told her about to happen, and she was convinced of it.

But if he, a person who is familiar with history, does not hesitate to go against the tide and try in vain to change the trajectory of history, with his vision and technology that transcend the millennium of this era, can he really subvert history?

The thought that frightened her welled up in her mind.

If history is subverted, the Li family of the Tang Dynasty will become a loser, and the fate of Wang Shichong's family may happen to the Li family.

Her ideals, her pursuits, and the well-being of the people are obviously more important than the love between men and women.

She has sworn to herself that the world will not be peaceful for a day, and she will not talk about the relationship between men and women for a day.

The drug in her body gradually lost its effect, and her hands and feet regained their ability to move, and she struggled to get up, only to feel a hot pain in her lower body, which made her feel a strange feeling that she had never felt before, a weakness and powerlessness as a woman.

She suddenly really wanted to kill him.

If nothing else, just for him to always treat her as a woman who can be bullied at will, synonymous with the weak.

She got dressed, restored the arrogance and coldness that Miss Li Jiasan had always had, picked up the soft sword left on the ground, and when she stepped out of the door, she couldn't help but glance back at the sheet on the bed with a trace of red blood, her face flashed with a touching flush, and then, without looking back, she strode out of the room.

……

Zhen Mingku returned to the secret base in Longmen Town for a few days, without eating or drinking, like a living dead, locking himself in the house.

It wasn't until the third day that the panicked eldest grandson Belle finally couldn't bear it, and let people break open his door, rush in, and saw him holding the only remaining pistol, stuffing it into his mouth, ready to press the trigger.

The eldest grandson Belle was so frightened that the food in her hand fell to the ground, screaming and rushing towards Zhen Mingkufei.

If it weren't for Zhen Mingku, who was so hungry that she couldn't even pull the trigger, she wouldn't have been able to grab the gun in his hand at all.

He tried to snatch the gun from her hand, lay on the ground, and screamed weakly, "Give me the gun!" ”

The eldest grandson, Belle, threw the gun far away from the door, and Zhen Ming struggled to get up and crawled towards the door. (To be continued......)