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

The Qingfeng Pavilion was completely silent except for the occasional clear sound of the watch.

Bai Mengling stepped forward boldly.

She wanted to avenge the whole family and kill the devil Murong Ce.

However, for the past few days, every time Murong Ce summoned her or came to her palace, he just looked at her from a distance and did not do anything inappropriate.

He really fell in love with that woman - it is said that that woman has become the favorite concubine of the Khitan Khan.

Since Murong Ce left last time, she had not been summoned for several days.

Bai Mengling thought that he had forgotten her because he was busy with official duties, and she was very upset. If he forgot her, how could she get close to him and how could she get revenge?

Unexpectedly, Murong Ce thought of her again today.

She wanted to seize the opportunity she finally got, otherwise she didn't know she would have to wait until the year of the monkey to meet him.

Bai Mengling wanted to get closer to Murong Ce, even if she sold her body, she could sacrifice everything for revenge.

Murong Ce watched her slowly approaching, his eyes becoming colder and colder, making it difficult to fathom.

He had the same look when he killed her whole family last time - violent and cold, like a ferocious and murderous beast.

Bai Mengling was a little scared.

But when she thought about how she had been tyrannical in the palace and smashed many precious objects in the past few days, and Murong Ce had not been punished, she gained courage again.

Bai Mengling came to Murong Ce and raised her hand to hug his arm.

Unexpectedly, before he even touched his clothes, he was kicked out by Murong Ce.

Bai Mengling hit the corner of the table heavily, leaned over and spit out a mouthful of pus and blood.

She had long known that Murong Ce was highly skilled in martial arts, and now she finally realized it - this kick almost killed her.

Bai Mengling struggled to sit up and saw a pair of black boots embroidered with golden dragon patterns appearing in front of her eyes.

She looked up along the boots and saw that handsome face full of coldness and violence.

That look was very cold and terrifying.

Bai Mengling was so frightened that cold sweat dripped down her back, and her hands began to tremble unconsciously.

Murong Ce sneered, leaned over, stretched out his arms, and used his tiger's mouth to tightly hold Bai Mengling's chin.

Bai Mengling felt like her jaw was about to be crushed by him, and she burst into tears from the pain.

Murong Ce brought that scary handsome face close to her, stared at her playfully, and said softly: "Who do you think you are, how dare you touch me? To me, you are just the body with these eyes. If If it weren't for these eyes that are similar to hers, do you think you could still be alive? Recognize your identity, otherwise you won't even know how you died."

Murong Ce said, and used his tiger's mouth to push Bai Mengling's chin away.

Bai Mengling fell heavily to the ground.

Murong Ce looked down at her coldly and said with disgust: "Get out!"

Bai Mengling quickly got up from the ground and hurried out of Qingfeng Pavilion.

Xiangrong, who was waiting outside, saw Bai Mengling come out in despair, being supported by the maid, and snorted coldly, with contempt in his eyes.

Murong Ce sat back and softly ordered: "Bring the wine!"

The guard outside the door quickly brought the best Qiu Yuebai.

Murong Ce drank for himself, gradually becoming drunk and hazy. After a long time, Xiangrong was a little worried. He walked in with his skirt up and saw Murong Ce supporting his head with one hand and holding a wine glass in the other hand. He was obviously very drunk, but he was still pouring it into his mouth. After pouring wine, half of the wine spilled on the table and sofa, making it all wet.

Xiangrong saluted and said: "Your Majesty, you are drunk, please stop drinking."

When people are drunk, their reactions are slower.

After a moment, Murong Ce turned his head and looked at Xiang Rong, as if he saw Li Xianyun in a trance.

A sad smile appeared on Murong Ce's lips, "Xian'er, you pity me after all. You come into my dreams every night, and now I can see you even when I'm drunk. It's great."

He drank another glass of wine.

The wine entered his throat, it was spicy and bitter, and he frowned unconsciously.

Murong Ce looked at the wine glass and said: "Xian'er, I really regret it. I regret that I was too kind and indulgent to you. If I had used force on you that day, would you have had no choice but to commit yourself to me? There would be no Yelu. What happened to Yan?"

Xiang Rong frowned. That woman Li Xianyun was Murong Ce's disaster. Murong Ce had changed a lot since meeting Li Xianyun.

"However, how can I be willing to humiliate you, how can I be willing to let you cry?" Murong Ce blushed, raised his hand and beat his chest heavily, "Seeing you cry makes me feel uncomfortable here. Who am I in this world? I don’t love you all, I even hate myself, but I just fall in love with you. Why can’t you be nicer to me? Just a little bit. You are so cold and hateful to me, and you want to kill me.”

Murong Ce said with a bitter smile, "But I still love you, I'm so fucking mean!! I don't want to not love you either, loving you really hurts!"

He said and drank another glass of wine, "Xian'er, what are you doing now? Is Cheng Huan under Ye Luyan? How could you? How dare you?!"

Murong Ce stood up suddenly, slammed the wine bottles and cups on the table to the ground, overturned the table to the ground, his chest heaved violently, his eyes turned red, "You are mine!! You can only be mine. !!!"

Xiangrong was startled, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Murong Ce was very cruel and ruthless. His biological mother, Concubine Liu, was imprisoned in the cold palace. Those who had bullied him had their eyes gouged out or their legs chopped off. He also raped a few bad people. Became a human pig.

Murong Ce obviously also saw Xiang Rong. At this time, he could clearly identify that it was not Li Xianyun, and shouted in disgust: "Get out of here, get out of here!!"

The inner chamber of the Khan's palace.

The bed curtain fluttered, revealing a shadowy figure.

The tiny bell hanging on the bed curtain made a crisp sound, accompanied by the sound of the bed shaking, like a melody without an end.

This melody has been ringing for a long time, as if the river rushing to the sea never knows to rest.

In the hibiscus tent, the fragrant white beauty lay softly on the red quilt, which made her skin even whiter and more delicate.

Li Xianyun was lying on the fragrant pillow, her black hair spread out, her palm-sized fair face with an unnatural rosiness, her beautiful eyes half-closed, her brows furrowed, and her two little hands held tightly together. Holding the man's head, it was like grasping a life-saving straw.

She seemed to be in great pain.

In fact, it's just the opposite. The indescribable feeling seems to be drowning in it.

Ye Luyan buried his head in her chest, kissed her, and looked up at her, not wanting to miss any of the expressions on her face.

Maybe she couldn't bear it anymore, so Li Xianyun said softly: "Husband, husband, I'm going to die, I'm really going to die."

Yeluyan didn't want her to say these unlucky words, so he kissed her lips and said vaguely: "No nonsense... Do you like it? Hmm?"

Seeing that Li Xianyun didn't answer, Yeluyan became very domineering.

Li Xianyun hugged him tightly, and the fine sweat on her forehead gathered into sweat beads and flowed down, "Husband..."

The delicate voice seems to be wrapped in honey, making people feel sweet in their hearts.