The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

In her hand, she was holding the jade pendant belonging to the prince from beginning to end.

The maids didn't know what happened to her, but no one dared to approach her rashly.

"Taxue." After a long time, she finally spoke, and Taxue came forward with a bent waist——

"The county lord."

"Go outside and get a brick," she ordered.

"Yes." Taxue went out to look for bricks, took one in after a while, and said, "This is from the yard, it's a bit dirty, Princess, let the servants wash it first."

"No need." She said coldly.

After receiving the brick from Ta Xue, she put the jade pendant on the table, and then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, raised the brick high and smashed it.

Lifting the brick, the pendant has been shattered into a pile of powder.

She lowered her head, a drop of tear fell on the pile of powder, wet a piece, she took out the handkerchief in her sleeve, and wiped off the pile of powder without leaving any trace.

"Wash my veil," she ordered.

"Yes."

She looked out the window, it was almost dawn, and she hadn't slept all night, but she didn't feel any sleepiness.

She understood that the distance between her and Murong Canghai was getting farther, and there was another scheming and being scheming between her and him.

Heart, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much that I can hardly breathe.

Perhaps, the oath she made to Yinglie will come true, and she will never be able to have someone she loves in her life.

She clutched her heart, lay down on the table, and pressed the hard corner of the table against the painful place. It seemed that only in this way could she relieve it.

"Why don't you go to bed and rest." Suddenly, a pair of big hands stretched out, and she fell into a familiar, domineering embrace. Sometimes this embrace was warm, but sometimes it made her almost suffocate.

"Can't sleep." This time, she didn't break free, as if she had no strength, she let him hold her.

He turned around and hugged her horizontally. The hands that held her unconsciously used a lot of affection——

"Go and rest on the bed." He hugged her to the bed, pushed her up, and reached out to untie her clothes, but she subconsciously reached out to stop her.

He pressed her hand and said, "I won't do anything, just take a look."

He unbuttoned her skirt one by one, revealing her snow-white heart, her jade skin was as smooth as milk, making it hard to put it down.

However, at this moment, there is no lust in his eyes.

When another button was undone, the exposed body made Murong Canghai take a big breath, his eyes were hot and his hands were trembling——

What a body!

Below the heart, there are dense scars, so deep and so ugly, stretching all the way to the stomach and legs...

He had seen her body once before, and it was far from being so deeply hurt now.

He seemed to see the braids soaked in chili water, beating her body mercilessly over and over again, and her screams echoed in his ears.

He looked at her naked like this, her face felt hot, she stretched out her hand to cover it, and pulled up her dress forcefully, trying to wrap herself up.

But he refused, and gently stroked the rough scar with his big palm——

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Her heart trembled, does it hurt?Of course it hurts, but she's not afraid.

"I'm not afraid." She said, "Any pain in the body will pass."

His eyes welled up with waves of enthusiasm, and he put on her clothes one by one, and fastened them for her one by one.

He had never done such meticulous work, and his movements inevitably seemed clumsy.