Beauty and Beauty: Adopted Daughter Becomes Concubine

Chapter 36
The next moment his body was held down by him, Murong Yuchi lowered his head and ravaged her slightly parted lips, smelling the faint fragrance of her body with his nose, lightly licking her sensitive neck with the tip of his tongue, rubbing his cheek against her skin, resisting the desire to leave a mark on her body. Impulse to trace.

She was short of breath, not for the first time, she knew what was going to happen next.

"My mother..." She twisted her body uncomfortably, somewhat resisting him.

"Well, sister Huang will always be with you." He said lightly, restraining his provocative movements.

She thought it was over, she breathed a sigh of relief, Murong Yuchi looked narrowly at her slightly flushed face, and smiled with some unknown meaning.

Mei Mei opened her eyes wide and looked at him with some fear, the fear from that time still remained in her heart.

He kissed her with domineering strength and gentleness.

Lian Yingtong bit her lips tightly and was so ashamed that she was at a loss, she was far inferior to Murong Yuchi in matters of love, he taught her, asked her to learn and understand, and even more so wanted her to experience the thrill and joy brought by enjoying it.

The tingling pleasure flowed through her whole body, and she couldn't hold it back.

She whimpered and mourned, like a trapped little animal that couldn't escape, her clear consciousness was completely wiped out by the shock of love.

He lowered his waist and entered, even Yingtong frowned and his body tightened, but there was still a slight pain.

"Little girl is called Brother A Lin." He ordered her, his eyes blinded by lust so eager to indulge in her body.

"Uncle..." she whispered tremblingly.

He raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, but still stabbed fiercely in her sensitive place, Lian Yingtong's body trembled violently, she opened her mouth to scream, but her voice was firmly stuck in her throat.

Following his fierce impact, Lian Yingtong's tears rushed out of her eyes, and wet her hair along the corners of her eyes, and the waves of joy completely broke the only tight string in her brain.

In her ear, he coaxed her affectionately.

His movements were so intense, every time he seemed to swallow her alive, "Who am I?" He eased his strength, and tormented her who was falling into the vortex of lust, "Be good, think clearly." Her body and mind have already Being controlled by him is already chaotic, so let's continue to be chaotic.

Tortured until she almost collapsed, she still couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth.

Murong Yuchi ignited a raging fire of desire in her body, sending her to the peak of desire, a dazzling and real feeling.

Neither he nor she can take another step back!
Her eyes were dim with tears, the man's seductive face was deep in her eyes, and the deep part of her body was clearly branded with the feeling of love, she clearly knew who the man who possessed her was at this time!

Her soft voice broke through her throat with pitiful crying, and she screamed!
"Brother Ah Lin!"

Murong Yuchi's eyes had never seen a thin layer of water mist, and his expression showed a touch of emotion that was rarely seen in ordinary times. He lowered his head carefully, reverently and slightly trembling, kissed the long-standing scar on her ribs.

She raised her sore arm and gently stroked his thick black hair with her fingers.

He raised his head and touched her staring eyes. Even though he dragged her into sin, her eyes were still so clear and clear, which made him feel warm in the dark and unwilling to be redeemed.

He hugged her tightly, their future was dark, he would hold her hand firmly, give her full love, and protect her from any harm.

Under him, Cheng Huan was full of lust.

So be it, she was tortured by reality to such an extent that she could not retreat.

The man's body was hot, and she was about to suffocate in his warm embrace as he hugged her naked.

He leaned against her chest, sprayed his warm breath gently on her skin, wrapped his arms around her waist, and hugged her tightly as if he was afraid that she would disappear suddenly, he rarely slept so deeply in a light sleep.

The sleeping face is so peaceful, the corners of the lips are slightly raised, and the small dimples on the cheeks are shallow. A mature man who is 12 years older than her looks so childish.

Brother A Lin, he likes her calling him that.

Lian Yingtong, who was completely sleepless, was surrounded by silence like a tide, her body was sore and uncomfortable, and her heart was also tightly clenched in pain.

From yesterday to now, the pain has been grabbing her tightly all the time, asking her to remember everything she has seen and heard.

Three years of comfortable life, she enjoyed the pampering he gave, but these good things were built in another person's boundless pain.

She rushed out of Guanju Palace and went to the place where she had agreed to meet Murong Bixiao in the past. Memories flooded in, and she pushed Xuanzhi away fiercely. She waited for nine years of happiness.

It only takes a few words to hurt someone, the pain in Xuanzhi's eyes, the lonely back of him turning away sadly...

Lian Yingtong, you actually had the heart to hurt him.

She sat there for a long time, until her shoulders felt warm, and her body shook for a moment. She thought it was Xuan Zhi who turned around in a panic and guilt.

"elder sister?"

"Have you not given up the habit of hiding and crying?" Lian Yingyue wrapped her arms around her with her slender arms.

The familiar feeling from childhood, Lian Yingtong's eyelashes fluttered, her eyes were moist, her forehead was resting on her shoulder, her heart ached, and she wanted to ask Xuanzhi if she was okay, but she swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue, how could she have the right to do so.

Lian Yingyue seemed to guess her thoughts, and sighed softly, "My lord...not good."

"What's wrong with him?" Lian Yingtong asked anxiously with tears streaming down her face.

"My heart is broken." Lian Yingyue pointed to her heart with a bleak smile on her lips. She always looked up to Murong Bixiao as a god. His indifferent and serious side was somewhat similar to her father Lian Liyang. She fell in love with him I admire his demeanor and means of doing things.

But it turned out that this man also had a vulnerable side, he hid it so deeply, but was easily forced out by Tongtong's few words.

love so much?

When did he love so strongly, she once thought that Murong Bixiao was indifferent to love.

It's not that he doesn't love others, but that he hides his lover's heart deep in the dark, and loves alone for many years.

Her hands were quietly folded on her legs, Lian Yingtong lowered her head, such a quiet person hadn't moved for a long time, she looked carefully at the unnoticeable slight tremors on her shoulders, and tears dripped silently.

Because of hurting him, I feel extremely uncomfortable and want to cry, but I become so stingy.

Xuan Zhi's heart was broken, she personally delivered that knife, the sharp weapon hurts others and herself with double blades, it hurts a lot...

Lian Yingyue stared at her, her little sister was weak, helpless and pitiful, no matter how bullied in front of outsiders, she would not shed tears easily, she turned around and hid herself to cry secretly.

It's very distressing, the watery eyes are so innocent.

"Are you sincere to the prince?"

She wanted to know, what kind of love does a 15-year-old girl who has been carefully protected by Murong Yuchi and has never known about the innocent world know?

Tears were still on her clear and white face, "I like Bi Xiao very much, and I have been waiting for him to come back to me."

"Like it? How much do you like it? Hurting him so badly, seeing him in so much pain?" Lian Yingyue's voice was slightly cold, and she held her shoulders with her hands.

Lian Yingtong couldn't help shaking her head, "I like him and want to be nice to him. I'm happy when he's happy. I don't want to hurt him, and I don't want him to be in so much pain!"

"But you still did it!" Lian Yingyue's tone was a little excited, and the sourness of the pain caused by love appeared on her clear and beautiful face.

This is what she likes. It's easy to say it's good, but it's naive to say it's bad. What a man like Murong Bixiao needs is such a way to be liked.

"Your liking has caused him to become what he is today. Your liking may make Murong Yuchi kill him in the future!"

Murong Bixiao's plan has gone through many years. She can imagine this man's lofty ambitions, and what kind of magnificent mountains and rivers he has outlined in his heart.

Because of Lian Yingtong's naive liking and even liking for a little girl who didn't know anything, Murong Bixiao was easily confused. The person he angered was Wudi Murong Yuchi.

A man who beheaded his closest relatives, slaughtered a large number of courtiers, and anyone who disobeyed and surrendered to him.

Her father was cut to death miserably, and more than a hundred mouthfuls of her family were spilled on the execution ground. What she saw with her own eyes was like a purgatory on earth. At that time, she had just turned 15 years old, and she was also a child, held in the palm of her mother's hand and loved and cared for.

Lian Yingtong's face turned pale in an instant, her eyes were filled with hot tears, and her head was roaring with her sister's accusation.

Murong Yuchi did want to kill Xuanzhi for a moment, he warned her more than once to leave Xuanzhi, she was worried about Xuanzhi's safety, every time he met Xuanzhi's consolation and guarantee wrapped her up with a deep affection that couldn't be melted away, diluting those true feelings mortal danger in the future.

"I, I won't let him hurt Bi Xiao!" Lian Yingtong stood up and said firmly, but her eyes showed her panic and bewilderment.

Lian Yingyue snorted coldly and shook her head repeatedly, "Will he agree to you if you beg him not to hurt the prince? One thing you seem to have forgotten is that your surname is Lian, and you are Lian Ying, the daughter of General Xuanwei Lian Liyang." Hitomi, you are not some Princess Changning!"

"I know, I've never forgotten who I am!" She wiped away her tears with wide and bright eyes.

Lian Yingyue took a deep breath, her eyes full of helplessness.

"Murong Yuchi will never let the prince go."

"I beg him, I will beg him until he agrees, if not, I will..."

"You just let him die, right? Tongtong, why are you still so naive as a child? Have you forgotten what happened three years ago? If it weren't for Murong Yuchi, the Lian family would not be exterminated, let alone my fate." It will be so miserable! Tongtong, take a look, take a good look!"

Lian Yingyue smiled miserably, her clothes were stripped, and there were shocking scars on her body.

"elder sister!?"

The scars on Lian Yingyue's body gripped her heart fiercely, she was so surprised and distressed that she couldn't help crying, these sisters had never told her.Talking about the three years of separation, my sister always said good things, and I cherish the days of being reunited with her.

Lian Yingyue put on her clothes slowly, her clear eyes were red but she didn't cry.

"I didn't want to mention all the things that happened in the past. I came back to meet you. The only hope is that we two sisters can depend on each other in the future. I don't know how you became Murong Yuchi's niece. Seeing that you live well, my sister feels at ease Yes, Dad asked us not to take revenge before he died, so we will follow his last wish and live a simple and safe life. You are the princess and I am the palace servant, although our identities have changed, but the sisterhood will not change. "

Lian Yingtong hugged her, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She desperately apologized, her fault, if she had run faster at the beginning, she would not have dragged her sister who had escaped a long way to be recaptured. "You are my sister, and our sisterhood will never change!"

"My lord saved my life. I can't repay you. He even searched around to find out where you are so that our sisters can be reunited. I can't finish his kindness in my life. Tongtong, my sister's life was completely ruined. I died once. , I am not afraid of death, I risked my life not to let Murong Yuchi hurt the lord! Do you understand?!" With a cold voice, she pulled her up and grabbed Lian Yingtong's arm with her palm.

Lian Yingtong shook her head desperately, "No, sister can't die, no!"

"It's actually a happy thing to be able to sacrifice your life for someone you like." Lian Yingyue smiled lightly, her appearance extremely poignant. "I can see you again, my sister has a wish. I can do something for the prince to repay his kindness. I have no regrets in this life."

The pain was like sea water and he vowed to drown her. Xuanzhi's safety, her sister's life, and her so much guilt towards her sister were all her fault, all her fault.

Lian Yingtong cried loudly, her internal organs were in pain like being torn apart.

"I'll beg him." She cried and gasped.

"Silly girl, Murong Yuchi must have ulterior motives for being nice to you. Begging him at this time is like falling into a trap carefully designed by him. God knows what he will do to you. My sister forbids you to take risks!"

"No, no, you believe me, I have a way, I can convince him!"

"You..." Lian Yingyue seemed to be moved by what she said, touching Lian Yingtong, who was sobbing all over her crying face, and kept apologizing, "Tongtong, I have wronged you so much, you have been wronged so much. Still so small..."

Lian Yingyue watched the distraught Lian Yingtong drift away, and the hijacking happened after returning from the Lian family's old house. Although Murong Yuchi's words and deeds were calm, there was a hint of out-of-control eyes that an emperor's uncle should not have for his niece.

If there is really anyone in the world who can move this cold, arrogant and ruthless emperor, it must be her simple, childish, gullible little sister.

Tongtong, only if you ask for it can the prince escape from danger, and only if you ask for Murong Yuchi, the relationship between you and Murong Bixiao can be completely ended!

Murong Yuchi was standing outside Guanju Palace with Lian Yingtong in his arms, it was still early in the morning, and there was only a glimmer of light on the horizon.

A very sweet nightclub so short.

"I'll take you in, but Miss Huang is not here."

"It's because your mother is not here that you have to leave quickly. Don't be seen by others." Lian Yingtong gently pushed him, and Murong Yuchi leaned over to kiss her lips lightly, she was startled and slowly closed her eyes, letting him do whatever he wanted .

"Xiaoguai, I really don't want to let you go." He rolled her lips wantonly several times before reluctantly letting go. Her watery eyes glanced at him shyly and flusteredly, broke free from his arms and trotted away.

The door of Guanju Palace was like a thin crack when she left last night, Lian Yingtong rubbed her lips that had been ravaged by him with her fingertips, Murong Yuchi's breath was still in her mouth, her cheeks flushed hot and light red.

With a dazed expression, he pushed open the door and walked in lightly, leaning against the side of the small couch with his sore body. She was exhausted from torment in the middle of the night, but fortunately he agreed to all her requests.

A slight noise came from the inner room, Lian Yingtong raised her eyes in surprise and saw clearly, the blood on her face quickly faded away.

When we met again, Lian Yingtong was full of guilt and self-blame. After living for 15 years, she owed the most to two people, one was Lian Yingyue, and the other was the man in front of her, Murong Bixiao.

He is really not good, not at all, one day and one night, he seems to be a completely different person.

His handsome face was pale, his eyes were dark blue and black, the corners of his lips were drawn into a straight line, his emerald green eyes lost their former brilliance, and he stared at her sadly but extremely coldly.

There was a sharp pain in her watery eyes, she lowered them for a moment and then opened them again, her delicate face tensed and said in a cold voice: "Uncle, did I not make it clear yesterday?"

Murong Bixiao's chest seemed to be hit hard by a muffled fist, and the light in his eyes darkened even more.

She spoke clearly, and he heard it even more clearly. She begged him to leave Guanju Palace, and she chose to let him leave in front of another man.

"You didn't say you couldn't come." For the first time in this life, Murong Bixiao made himself humble because he loved a woman. He had his own arrogance and was willing to give up for her.

Murong Bixiao's voice was hoarse and deep, as if being torn into pieces by invisible hands, Lian Yingtong felt uncomfortable listening to it.

"I've been waiting for you to come back." She was not the only voice outside Guanju Palace just now, she hadn't returned in the middle of the night, and was sent back by Murong Yuchi in the early morning when the sky was still dark.

Watching her come in dazedly, her cheeks were blushing, until she saw him appear, the blood color quickly faded from her cheeks.

It's not that he's not sober, he's even very sober about his behavior. He has good self-control, but he can't help but come into the palace late at night to see her.

Lian Yingtong's heart trembled slightly, her hands and feet felt cold, her eyes were tightly closed to force back the tears that appeared, the moment that should come will come, she can't escape, can she?
"You should have heard everything." She said in a natural voice, trying to suppress the vibrato as much as possible.

Murong Bixiao exuded a cold breath, he forced himself to take a deep breath, the cool morning air could not suppress his burning anger.

"I should have thought that Murong Yuchi would do whatever it takes to get anything!" However, Lian Yingtong's silent attitude made Murong Bixiao feel more powerless.

"Tongtong, talk! Tell me, he is the one who persecuted you, talk!"

The condensed air gradually made Murong Bixiao feel as if she was about to suffocate as she responded silently.Holding Lian Yingtong's shoulder tightly with her arms, she frowned in pain and remained silent, allowing him to vent her anger.

Her posture seemed to be waiting for his punishment, no matter how painful it was, she had to bear it!

Finally, Murong Yuchi's arms went limp.

"Does it have to be like this? Do you have to treat me like this? Don't you even say a word to me?" Holding her cold palm against his heart, Murong Yuchi murmured in a hoarse voice, "My heart is good It hurts, without you, it will continue to hurt until it stops beating."

Lian Yingtong's eye sockets became hot, she knew what kind of heart-piercing pain it was, and she was in such pain right now.

"What do you want to hear from me? That Murong Yuchi forced me, that's why I drove you away? Or what did I do when I stayed with him in the middle of the night? Or maybe I was hijacked and almost insulted..."

Murong Bixiao squeezed her wrist tightly again in surprise, "What did you say?"

Lian Yingtong smiled lightly and tears rolled down her face. She blinked and pretended to be relaxed, "It's all over, and you can see that I am in front of you."

Lian Yingyue reported that Tongtong had been hijacked and luckily escaped with some injuries. Seeing her smiling and crying and pretending to tell him that she was almost humiliated, Murong Bixiao's heart was firmly grasped, and the sharp blade pierced into the first place. I only felt a slight chill in my heart, followed by pain all over the sky.

"Hitomi..."

"Murong Yuchi saved me, Xuanzhi, where were you at that time?" She tilted her head slightly to stare at Murong Bixiao, without any trace of blame, her eyes were as calm as water.

He was startled, he shouldn't have left her and gone back.

"I'm sorry..." It was difficult for him to say three simple words, without any real meaning.

He failed to save her, and even before just now, he didn't know what kind of injury she had suffered, so how scared she must have been at that time.

(End of this chapter)