A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, "Nalan Jiao, what are you doing here? Get out quickly."

As if seeing the most frightening thing, the nervous voice changed.

Nalan Jiao looked towards the corner, and she was stunned by what she saw. The prince's face was flushed, his eyes were also red, his complexion was ferocious and painful, and he looked scary, no longer elegant and gentle.

She was startled, turned around and left without saying a word, but the door was closed from the outside, and she couldn't push it.

Nalan Jiao kicked him hard angrily, damn it, aren't you tired of conspiring?

There was a sharp pain in the foot she kicked on the door, and she gasped for air.

Damn, a group of sluts actually counted on her as a patient.

A group of people have died, and it doesn't stop. How many people with evil intentions are there in this harem?

Can't Xiao Qing be clean all at once?

Or is it hidden too deep to be caught?

It's scary just thinking about it!

The prince inhaled again and again, trying his best to stay awake, but the fire in his body shot up like weeds, biting the tip of his tongue uncomfortably, using the pain to suppress the desire and tide that were about to move.

"Go, hurry."

He is a man, a man with flesh and blood, passion and desire, and the person in front of him is the girl he misses so much, but dare not show it.

At some point, she entered his eyes, penetrated into his heart, making him unable to resist, addicted to it and unable to extricate himself.

Knowing that it shouldn't, can't, and can't, but the desire in my heart is surprisingly strong.

It's like tasting the taste of poppy, and I can't leave it anymore.

But she didn't know anything, she was frank and frank, and she was extraordinarily upright.

He hated this kind of openness to death, but he was also very grateful for her heartlessness.

He is a prince, he can be liked and pampered, but he cannot be loved.

Blurred love can drive people crazy, his father, queen and empress are examples right in front of him.

He didn't like this very much. In the heart of a king, Jiangshan should be the most important thing, not the love of children.

And his biggest dream is to be the hero of a generation, to strengthen his ancestors and win his ancestors, and to go down in history.

Looking at the twitching man, who was about to collapse in pain, Nalan didn't feel sympathy at all, but rather despised him.

"Why are you so stupid? It's unlucky that someone plotted against me and implicated me. It seems that I have an affair with the palace. Prince, your eyes are as red as rabbits, so ugly."

It's really cheating to be hit by an aphrodisiac.

She is not that great, what kind of antidote should she be, and she doesn't want to be used as a gun.

The prince laughed angrily, "Nalan Jiao, you are the ugly one. You are the ugliest girl I have ever seen. You are not like brother and sister at all with Prince Chen. You are like a beautiful tree with beautiful flowers. You are loved by everyone. Why do you look like a clown?"

His head became more and more dizzy, and it became more and more difficult to control himself. His whole body screamed and threw her down, and his words became more and more ridiculous.

Even if her whole body was in pain like being roasted on a fire, her lip was bitten and blood flowed out, she refused to hurt her even a little bit.

To him, she is a beautiful dream that can only be seen from a distance, but it is destined to be impossible to obtain.

Looking at each other in twos is the best ending.

Nalan's bright eyes were flying, his mind was spinning extremely fast, but he was talking nonsense, "Showing off is a description of a girl, Prince, did your book read about dogs?"

His head was buzzing, his sanity was gradually disappearing, his eyes were getting redder and redder, he roared, and couldn't restrain himself anymore and rushed over, "I'm sorry, I can't help it..."

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