After I kissed the rough man Khan, I was busy farming in the grassland

Just when Li Mu and Concubine Rou were about to fall into madness, the urgent voice of the maid outside the inner door came.

"Your Majesty, the Ninth Princess is seeking suicide. Please go and have a look and save the poor Princess."

The speaker was Li Yumin's personal maid A Luo.

Li Muguang was leaning over Qin Rou and didn't hear it until A Luo raised his voice and said it again.

Li Mu stopped suddenly, and a drop of hot sweat rolled down his cheek, dripping on the woman's tender white skin.

"Rou'er, I have to go take a look."

The woman who was as wet as water beneath her body looked at him with red eyes and said softly: "Okay."

She said still holding him, hugging his neck, and pushed him forward twice.

Li Mu groaned, put his hand into her mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "You bitch, let's see if I can kill you."

The two then hugged each other neck to neck.

Qin Rou looked up at the swaying curtains on the top of the bed, imagining Li Mu as another man.

She imagined that the man she only secretly admired was exploiting her.

That man had a pair of pink and phoenix eyes, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a broad back, and was so handsome that even a woman would be ashamed to see him.

It was he who rescued her from the crowd of men, and it was he who sent her to the dragon bed, and sent her to this dirty harem.

But she doesn't hate him, she is willing to do anything for him, even die for him, so what if she serves the old man for him?

Qin Rou sadly knew that the man only regarded her as a pawn and would never look at her in this life.

His heart and eyes were already occupied by another woman, and there was no room for anyone else.

But he is so stupid and pitiful, he likes it so much that he doesn't know what to do, and he always uses the wrong method.

When Qin Rou learned about Li Xianyun's existence, it was at a dinner in the palace.

At that time, she had already established a firm foothold in the palace. Li Mu was drunk, so he pulled her up to sit with her and made her drink, without paying any attention to her struggles.

She didn't want to lose face in front of that man, although that man never cared.

Her struggle was useless, she was just a plaything, how could Li Mu care about her feelings?

He only knew that after drinking, she would become softer, more delicate, more submissive, and even more bottomless.

The wine flowed down her neck and wet her clothes.

The clothes of the Later Tang Dynasty were mainly made of tulle, with large necklines and bulging hems. When wet, the clothes clung to the body.

Li Mu looked straight, and many ministers also saw it. They hurriedly lowered their heads or held wine glasses or talked to each other.

She wasn't afraid of being looked at.

The women who are piled up by men are the ones who know how to show off their coquettishness.

But today is different, that man is here.

Qin Rou leaned over, pressed her breast tightly against Li Mu's hand, put her lips against his ear, and whispered: "Your Majesty, I am waiting for you in Shuangluan Hall."

"Itchy?"

"Yes."

"Bitch, wait for me with your arms open." Li Mu said, putting his hand on her tailbone and grabbing her hard.

Qin Rou was finally freed and ran away without caring about her manners.

This move pleased Li Mu, who thought she couldn't wait any longer.

As everyone knows, Qin Rou feels like nauseating when she sees him. His strong tone and loose skin are unbearable to anyone.

On the way to Shuangluan Palace, Qin Rou looked at the heavy snow flying in the sky, and the loneliness in her heart was endless and endless like the surging river.

She did not go to Shuangluan Hall, but found a secluded courtyard far away to hide and relax.

Li Mu would definitely be furious if he couldn't find her when he went to Shuangluan Palace, but she was not afraid. As long as he was still thirsty for her, she could always make up an excuse to get over it, and then use her own skills to calm him down.

Qin Rou opened the door and walked in, asking the maid to close the door from the inside. She wiped the wine stains on her clothes with a soft handkerchief. The wet clothes felt cold against her skin and felt uncomfortable.

But wiping doesn't work.

She had no choice but to wrap herself in a snow-white fur coat to keep warm.

Just then, a man's painful howl came from outside.

"Master, have mercy on me, master, have mercy on me! I know I was wrong, please forgive me." Qin Rou walked to the window, and through the flower-shaped hollow window lattice, she saw the figures of three people under the flying snow.

She immediately saw the man she thought about day and night - Murong Ce.

He stood tall and tall, unable to conceal his scorching glory.

Behind him stood his personal guard Xu Sheng.

Kneeling in front of him was a well-known dandy from Chang'an. This man was very lustful and had many women.

Murong Ce raised his hand and clamped the man's chin with his jaws, raised his face, looked down at him, and said softly: "Who do you think you are, daring to take advantage of her?"

The dandy was stunned, "Master, didn't you allow us to free our hands and feet to rectify her?"

No matter how you say it changes, it changes.

"She is my prince's woman. I don't allow anyone to have any ideas about her, let alone touch a hair on her head."

Murong Ce's voice was a bit colder than the ice and snow.

Murong Ce pushed the dude to the ground fiercely and said softly: "Tick his tendons and hamstrings, and then cripple him."

"Here."

Xu Sheng took out a short dagger from his waist, swung it in his hand, knelt on the ground with one knee, suppressed the dude who couldn't help begging for mercy, and neatly cut off his tendons and hamstrings, and the last knife fell on the ground. On his vitals.

The man roared in pain and fainted.

Murong Ce glanced at the room indifferently.

He seemed to know everything. It turned out that there was someone in the house.

Murong Ce walked away with Xu Sheng stepping on the snow, making a crunching sound.

The snow was falling on the ground, and except for the sound of snow, everything was silent around her, but Qin Rou could clearly hear her own heartbeat beating like a drum.

Qin Rou knew the "she" Murong Ce mentioned.

Just now at the palace banquet, this dude flirted with Princess Xian very blatantly.

Qin Rou doesn't understand, hasn't Murong Ce hated Li Xianyun in the past two years? How could she become his woman when he teased her and bullied her all the time?

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they quickly grow into towering trees.

She gradually discovered some clues.

I don't know since when, Murong Ce began to secretly protect Li Xianyun and did not allow anyone to hurt her.

He himself hurt Li Xianyun much less often.

Every time Murong Ce got angry and caused trouble for her, it was because Li Xianyun talked to the young man next to her.

This is jealous.

Qin Rou knew that Murong Ce was seriously ill.

Although Qin Rou knew nothing about his past, she could tell that he had been hurt before, so he was extremely insecure and had a strong desire to control.

He is also quite extreme in what he does and is very cruel and ruthless.

Because he wanted to attract Li Xianyun's attention, he often did things to hurt her.

Because he liked her, he wanted to keep Li Xianyun in captivity like a canary and not allow her to talk to any man.

If this isn't a serious illness, what is it?

He doesn't know how to love someone, but always chooses the wrong way.

The bed curtains slowly calmed down.

Li Mu hugged Qin Rou and said hoarsely: "Have you quenched your thirst?"

"……Um."

Li Mu got up and sat next to her. He looked at her red eyes and said with a bad smile, "Are you crying?"

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