Uncle Huang loves me to the bone

Wen Yin's thoughts raced, thinking about ways to escape.

However, there is a soldier on her neck. If she wants to use external force, she will definitely die.

But without the help of external force, there is no way for her to escape without force.

Just as she was thinking hard, Prince Yan saw her thoughts: "Don't try to escape, you will die quickly!"

After saying that, he held Wen Yin's slender waist with his hands.

The hand fumbled a few times, then reached the back and continued up the back.

Until he stretched out his fingers and tapped Wen Yin's mute point.

Wen Yin was trembling during the whole process.

It wasn't fear, it was anger.

But before she could react, Prince Yan dragged her to the bed and threw her on the bed.

Wen Yin instinctively wanted to resist, but her hands tightened on the sheets, and then her whole body relaxed.

She endured the extreme nausea, turned around, and looked up at the man approaching with the tip of the sword in the dim light.

There was no emotion in her eyes.

There was no fear or fear that I should have had.

When King Yan's deposed son saw this, he suddenly felt bored.

He frowned high: "Are you accepting your fate? Struggle and show me! If you don't feel any pain at all, how can you offset the hatred in my heart!"

Wen Yin still had no reaction.

She looked up at King Yan's deposed son and just looked at him.

Prince Yan stopped taking off his clothes and stepped forward, his cheeks close to Wen Yin's.

His fingers gently stroked Wen Yin's cheek, and with his other hand, he held the dagger and placed it on the necklace around Wen Yin's waist, ready to pick it up.

But despite this, Wen Yin still didn't react and just looked at him.

The deposed prince of King Yan was furious, and the hand that was caressing his cheek suddenly went around to the back of Wen Yin's head. His face was ferocious: "Struggle! Fear! Be afraid! Give me a reaction!"

Wen Yin remained motionless.

Prince Yan was anxious, and he sneered: "You don't feel anything, do you? Then let's go to a place where we feel something!"

After saying that, Prince Yan picked up Wen Yin by the waist and jumped out of the window.

Wen Yin only felt that her cheeks were hurt by the cold wind, and then she was hugged by King Yan's deposed prince, avoiding all the guards, and fell into a courtyard.

Seeing that the candlelight in the room was still on, Wen Yin's expression changed slightly.

But it was only fleeting.

She returned to her unconscious state.

She knew that as long as she showed any emotion, there would be no room for change.

She had to control herself.

At this time, King Yan's abandoned prince carried him close to the house. Wherever he went, all the servants and guards were hit by small stones and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"I know!"

The door was pushed open.

Qin Ning raised his eyes when he heard the sound. Before he could see the person clearly, his acupuncture points were tapped, making him unable to move or make a sound.

Prince Yan walked over, pushed the things off the table, and threw Wen Yin on them.

Qin Ning was sitting on the chair in front of the table.

The Prince of Yan had a cruel smile on his face: "Since there is no audience in your room and you don't give me any reaction, how about I kill you in front of him?"

"Is it time for you to struggle and be afraid now? If you ruined my position as heir apparent, then I will ruin you in front of him!"

"One of Feng Xiang's favorite disciples, everyone is optimistic about your good match. As long as you and I become one, there will be no more possibilities for you and him!"

At this point, he laughed out loud: "I get excited just thinking about it, so let me taste you!" (End of Chapter)