Beauty and Beauty: Adopted Daughter Becomes Concubine

Chapter 31
Lian Yingtong opened her eyes, and there was a figure sitting quietly facing her. Hidden in the dim light and shadow, she could only see a tall and graceful figure. difficulty.

Consciousness gradually became clear. Her forehead, cheeks, and tongue were swollen and swollen. She couldn't help raising her hand to touch it. A trace of coolness penetrated into the bedding. Her naked body under the bedding trembled. When she moved slightly, there was a strange feeling between her legs. Feeling very uncomfortable.

"Tongtong." The hoarse and deep voice came from the dim light and shadow. It was so familiar at one time, but now it is still familiar but suddenly feels strange.

She gasped slightly, and as the tall figure approached, she closed her eyelids again and murmured to herself, "I'm so tired, I want to sleep, I'm already asleep..." Feeling a slight sinking of the bed beside her , The quilt is gently pulled from the bottom up.

She was breathing very lightly, as if she really fell asleep very quickly, Murong Yuchi looked carefully at those thick eyelashes that were like butterfly wings trembling uncontrollably, revealing her heart.

It was the same whether she was asleep or not. She closed her eyes and it was dark. Someone tied her hands. She heard the sound of her clothes being ripped open. There were hands wandering around her body wantonly, and she screamed desperately.

The man choked her throat to prevent her from screaming. She was panicked and afraid to take the opportunity to bite. She was slapped many times on the cheek, and she felt so dizzy that she couldn't speak.

Uncle, at that time she only thought of him, and kept calling her, thinking that he would come to save her.

Someone forced her to eat something, and she didn't feel it at first after eating it, but then she felt her body was on fire, and her consciousness gradually became blurred. The man leaned over to kiss her, and kept touching her body with his palms. She felt disgusted and couldn't escape. She would rather die than be insulted.

Then, then she smelled a familiar breath, it was uncle, he really came, she finally felt relieved and no longer afraid...

but……

Hot tears filled her eyes, she couldn't help moaning, the tears wet her hair along the corners of her eyes, she kept trembling, thinking of those unbearable past memories.

"Little boy." He cherished the hoarse voice and hugged her tightly through the quilt.

"I want to take a shower" She couldn't fall asleep, the bed was messy, and the smell of love kept reminding her of how indulgent she was last night.

"I'll help you." He didn't dare to take a step away from her like this.

She didn't say anything and didn't refuse, she slowly lifted up the quilt and walked down, she glanced at the bright red on the bed from the corner of her eye, she looked away, the graceful carcass was extremely white and smooth starting from the neck, arms, chest, and inner thighs were covered with bright red Hickey, simply shocking.

She walked in front of Murong Yuchi without hindrance, his eyes were filled with great pain.

After submerging in the water, the heat made her sore body feel better. Lian Yingtong let out a long breath, and sank a little further into the water. The water surface covered her lips. The hot water touched her red and swollen cheeks. At first, it was tingling and gradually warmed and comfortable. .

Just like she and the man in front of her, she kept avoiding the pain that the man in front of her would bring her, but yearned for the great warmth and comfort he brought her.

A misty mist rose in front of the lowered eyelids, making it difficult to see anything clearly, and even Murong Yuchi's figure was gradually hidden in the mist.

Murong Yuchi looked at the little girl curled up in the hot water with her knees hugged, her head was leaning against the edge of the bucket and her eyes were closed, fine beads of sweat ooze from her pale face, she pressed her injured lips tightly, the wound was scabbed, it was still so frightening .

Suddenly, she suddenly sank her head into the water, with a strand of black hair floating on the surface of the water, Murong Yuchi rushed over and embraced her from behind.

Murong Yuchi was drenched all over, his usually coquettish eyes filled with pain and worry, he couldn't let her go, and he couldn't hug her too tightly to hurt her, he tore off his clothes and shivered to wrap her around her wet body.

"Don't touch me." Her voice was hoarse but very low and calm.

Slowly turn her around, sooner or later she will face her Murong Yuchi thought for a long time, tried his best to soften his tone, apologized and almost coaxed her, and said in a low voice: "Little boy, it doesn't matter to me what you want, but don't hurt yourself, don't you allow!"

hurt oneself?

Lian Yingtong's eyes were filled with tears, all her indifference and calmness were superficial, she couldn't continue to pretend, and fell apart in an instant.

She thought of Bi Xiao, she said to wait for him, she was waiting to marry him, to be her little wife, little bitter wife.

He is about to rush back to Nanming, what face does she have to see him now!

"Don't touch me..."

"Little boy!"

She hated Murong Yuchi's use of these two words to call her intimately, she never wanted to be his woman, she was so familiar with his breath, voice, smell, and the feeling when he hugged her.She was not conscious last night, but after waking up, these feelings that were so familiar that she could not speak, reminded her truly and cruelly.

Lian Yingtong's voice was choked and trembling, "You are the one who said you wouldn't hurt me!"

The dull pain was slow but sharp, spreading infinitely in Murong Yuchi's heart, the only person he was reluctant to hurt was her.

His sin disdains redemption and is willing to sink, but she reminds him word by word that he dragged her from the bright and bright world into the dark hell.

He hugged her tightly with his arms, what else could he do, he did everything to her that he shouldn't do, his pain was no less than hers, he couldn't restrain the sins of lust.

Almost being strangled by him, every time Lian Yingtong took a breath was difficult and painful, the pain of breathing was accompanied by bursts of throbbing pain like a bursting atrium, her body couldn't stand the pain of suffocation, a huge collapse hit, her whole body He fell limply into Murong Yuchi's arms.

He trembled uncontrollably, and hugged her with all his strength. It was too hard for her slender and fragile body to bear it. She couldn't accept this fact at all, both physically and mentally.

She closed her eyes and couldn't help crying and panting, "You've already got me...what else do you want?"

What else does he want, what else can he do?She was so sad that even if it cost him his life, everything could not go back to before last night.

When Murong Huaixiu found them, she was astonished that Lian Yingtong had multiple injuries on her face, and he hurriedly helped her clean the wound again and applied a bandage.

She was more well-behaved than usual, sitting quietly on the side without saying a word, her eyes were as calm as water and focused, and the soft sunlight fell on the uninjured half of her face, which was surprisingly beautiful and warmed the heart.

Murong Huaixiu felt for a moment that she was like a porcelain doll, beautiful and fragile but untouchable.

Murong Yuchi's clothes were too loose for her, revealing a section of pink and white jade neck, and the hickey marks were so conspicuous on the skin, he raised his eyes to look at Murong Yuchi, feeling startled.

Later Murong Huaixiu came over, frowning tightly, "Little niece..." If he caused her to become like this, he would really feel sorry for this girl and brother Huang.

"She didn't." Murong Yuchi took a deep breath, his tired face suddenly revived, and the cold murderous intent was quickly engulfing his whole body.

Murong Huaixiu heaved a sigh of relief, but his expression became serious the next moment, "Your brother talks too much, brother Huang and her?"

"She must be by my side." Murong Yuchi waved his hand and interrupted Murong Huaixiu, who was about to continue asking questions, "She is temporarily staying here these days, and you must keep everything from Miss Huang's place, and she cannot be seen by others like this. We can’t let the news about being hijacked come out.”

The person who dared to kidnap her was definitely not an ordinary person. The forest was burned for several days, and Zong Ting searched day and night with him, but no body was found.After deploying everything, and then setting the escape route, there is no fear of the fire burning the mountain.

"What about Xinmei?" It was inevitable to mention it.

Murong Yuchi looked indifferent, "Needless to say, I just want to spend a few days alone with Tongtong."

He stared at her who turned her back to him. She had been so quiet since that night, and it was rare for her to say a word without a trace of anger.

Murong Huaixiu watched Brother Huang pick her up with an intimate/ambiguous gesture, he also understood the relationship between the two, but seeing Brother Huang treat a woman like this, the more he watched, the more frightened he became.

It is very difficult for brother Huang to fall in love with someone, and his way of loving is also very extreme. Once he loves, everything will be ruined.

Murong Yuchi is sometimes very impatient, especially for her now.

"Hungry? I'll get you something to eat."

"Yeah." She stared at the mirror, the hickey marks on her neck faded a lot, and she saw the autumn leaves falling for the first time outside the window, and it went from midsummer to autumn in a blink of an eye. Just for a split second.

When Murong Yuchi walked out of the house, Lian Yingtong came out with bare feet, he was slightly surprised by her sudden action.

Bright water eyes fixed on him calmly, "Let me do it."

With white and tender hands, ten fingers did not touch Yang Chunshui, noticing Murong Yuchi's gaze fell on her palm, Lian Yingtong said softly, "I used to do things at home, but you never gave me a chance in the palace, and I never Didn't do anything for my uncle."

For three years in the palace, she was pampered and pampered, and she had everything except freedom.

"Put on your shoes first, you can't stand the cold weather."

"Yeah." She responded and stood still, watching Murong Yuchi turn around and go back to the room to bring her shoes and socks, sat down with her in his arms, held her slightly cold feet in her arms to warm them up, and then moved gently She is dressed.

Lian Yingtong's eyes burned fiercely, and he showed warmth in the subtleties of her.

"Just wait a little bit, you'll have something to eat soon." She poked her head out of the small kitchen and yelled at the people in the room. Murong Yuchi sat quietly waiting for her, watching her busy figure, the two of them were like ordinary people. Like husband and wife.

The place here is not big, and there are enough ingredients. She looked at them one by one, and they were all her favorite things. Murong Yuchi was always thoughtful and meticulous.

She cooked the porridge, the porridge water rolled and made a puffing sound, she stood motionless and steamed before her eyes, she was stunned for a while, but she still picked up the things at hand and put them in the pot.

In the past, the aunt didn't like her very much. The person who took care of her was old and had no time to take care of her. Even Yingtong could cook some food but it was just enough to satisfy her hunger, not to mention delicious.

A bowl of porridge was burnt yellow, and the bottom of the pot was covered with black and burnt spots. She lowered her eyes and mixed her fingers together, biting her lips and said, "I haven't made it for a long time, so it's so bad..." From the corner of her eye, she saw Murong Yuchi beside her. Pick up a spoon and start eating.

The burnt smell was strong, but he ate it gracefully as if tasting delicious food. After taking a few mouthfuls, Murong Yuchi coughed slightly, his hand holding the small spoon trembled slightly, and continued to pour the porridge into his mouth.

Coughing again and again, he covered his lips and his breathing became short of breath.

She kept her head down all the time and looked up at Murong Yuchi who looked very uncomfortable.

There is chili in the porridge. He is allergic to spicy food, and he would cough and shortness of breath after eating a little.

Murong Yuchi's face flushed from coughing, he supported the table with one hand, and held the small spoon tightly in the other hand, spooning the porridge she cooked with great difficulty.

Sitting silently watching him, Lian Yingtong stretched out her hands to hold him down, tears rushed out of her eyes.

"You did it for me for the first time." He tried his best to suppress his shortness of breath and smiled at her faintly.

His pain now is far less than the pain in her heart.

She picked up the porridge bowl and threw it out violently, there was a "crash" sound of breaking, Lian Yingtong pursed her lips tightly and her face turned pale, she deliberately made him allergic and uncomfortable, but his reaction made her unable to bear to watch it any longer.

She felt sorry for him like this, inexplicably.

"I said it doesn't matter what you want to do to me."

He stretched out his hand to stroke her head, seeing that she didn't hide away, Murong Weichi didn't dare to get too close, and slowly pulled her into his arms, not daring to hug her tightly to leave enough space for her.

She would rather quarrel with herself, ignore him coldly, or find a way to torture him, these are all fine, as long as she feels comfortable in her heart.But she was uncomfortable no matter what, how could she still cry with endless tears in the end.

Rejecting him from the door of my heart, weeping alone.

He has lived for more than 20 years, he has never seen anything, no matter how difficult it is, Murong Yuchi can easily solve it, but he can't do it to her, tears fall down uncontrollably, every drop scalds his heart, he feels at a loss for the first time .

That night Murong Weichi had a high fever, couldn't help but fell asleep and woke up to see her kneeling on the side of the bed, with her head resting on her arms and leaning against him.His face was still pale, and there were traces of tears, he probably fell asleep crying, and his thick eyelashes trembled occasionally.

Holding her breath, she was petite and slender like an elf in the middle of the night, with such a weak expression, as if any slight noise from the outside world would frighten her.

Feeling a hot gaze staring at him, Lian Yingtong's beautiful eyes suddenly opened, and bumped into his dark and deep pupils.

"Why are you peeking at me?" She asked him with a childish air.

Murong Yuchi smiled helplessly, it's not bad that she would make trouble with him.

"Punish you to drink the medicine." She got up and took the medicine, her eyes were bright and innocent, "Little uncle came here, I didn't put anything in the medicine he prescribed, it won't poison you to death."

Even if she wanted to poison him, he would drink it.If anyone had said this, Murong Yuchi wouldn't be so sure, but when she said it, he believed it.

She has always been a pure and kind woman, and her heart is as bright and clear as those eyes.

Murong Yuchi sat up while his fever was still high, his outstretched hand trembled slightly, his voice was soft and calm, "I'll drink."

Since he was a child, he was in poor health and taking medicine has become commonplace. Sometimes he makes people feel weak and helpless, and these are only occasionally revealed in front of the most familiar and trustworthy people.

Lian Yingtong held the medicine bowl with both hands and did not pass it to him.

The sickly red tide on his face has not subsided, but his lips are pale, and there is a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

"I feed you."

Lian Yingtong sat sideways beside him, bowed her head and blew on the already warm medicine a few times, "Hey, open your mouth." Her voice was a little coaxing, soft and soft.

No one had ever spoken to Murong Yuchi in such a tone, she looked dazed for a moment, she took a sip by herself and slightly raised her head to kiss his pale lips.

She smelled the fragrance of orchids that belonged to her in her breath, her lips were bitter, Murong Yuchi's teeth were slightly loose, the warm medicine slowly flowed in from her mouth, the small and slippery tongue seemed to hook him unintentionally, and then quickly withdrew.

She breathed the heat in his breath, and fed him medicine again with a very serious expression on her small face. Who knew who messed up who's breathing, Murong Yuchi grabbed her chin, entangled her lips and teeth and sucked her tongue lightly.

He was inexplicably excited, but he didn't understand why she treated him like this.

In the end, the medicine spilled all over the floor, and she put one hand on his chest, forcefully forcing the kiss to part.

Both of them were short of breath, Murong Yuchi saw her frowning, grabbed her wrist in panic and blurted out, "Don't go." He was sick, and this time he needed her to be by his side.

"I'll clean up." She said lightly, "I won't leave."

He sighed softly in his heart.

Falling asleep with her again, her small hands held the back of his hand slightly coolly, the delicate touch gave Murong Yuchi a feeling of peace of mind, she even leaned over to pat him on the back, slowly connecting each other, like a child coaxing.

She used to coax him like this, and he was inexplicably moved. As a prince, he has learned to be independent since he was sensible. In front of his father and mother, he looked like a little adult when he was young.

The alienation and indifference of the father and the harsh treatment of the mother.

The prince, later the crown prince, the emperor everyone feared, from his birth to the present, she was the only one who coaxed him like a child.

Resting his head on her heart, listening to her heartbeat, the scorching breath caused by the high fever permeated her skin through the clothes, his arms tightly hugged her waist tightly, it was rare for him to sleep peacefully in a light sleep, Murong Yuchi was soft and Falling asleep in her arms in a terrible posture, she patted his back with one hand, and touched his loose hair with the other. The long, raven-colored hair was as smooth as brocade, and her fingertips slowly combed and kneaded his hair, just like the happy night Love, she caressed his hair in a daze, listening to him calling her intimately.

She felt at ease because he said he would not hurt her.

Tears fell silently from the clear eyes.

The two embraced each other to sleep, Murong Yuchi had a high fever, the temperature warmed her cold body, the sick flush on his cheeks in his arms slowly faded away, and his rapid breathing gradually became steady.

Sweat drenched his whole body, he woke up refreshed for a long time, her small palm pressed against his forehead for a while, "It's not hot anymore."

He frowned because there was a light dark blue from lack of sleep under her eye circles.

"Will you wipe yourself off?" she said, getting up.

After she left, Murong Yuchi only felt that the warmth was emptied from his body.

After twisting the hot handkerchief, she knelt down beside him, untied his skirt with her small hands, and wiped his body with the handkerchief.

Murong Yuchi panted softly, she wiped carefully and carefully, her cheeks, neck, and chest moved down, and her hand paused slightly over the well-defined abdomen, her face was blushing, and she bit her lip.

"I'll do it myself." He pressed her wrist, asking her to continue too reluctantly.

She pursed her lips and broke away from his hand, her hand trembling slightly passed his lower abdomen, only to hear Murong Yuchi panting heavily, his body was easily aroused by her unconscious actions.

The tense strings in his mind were stretched to the limit and could be disconnected at any time.

These are what he taught her with his own hands.

"Stop!" He scolded her coldly.

(End of this chapter)