Beauty and Beauty: Adopted Daughter Becomes Concubine

Chapter 38
In the secret room of Dali Temple, Du Ling trembled at Murong Yuchi, his throat was rattling and he couldn't speak.Compared to Xiao Yuanxi who wanted his life before, this man smiled lazily, and looked at him casually, without the slightest trace of cruelty, but he was terrified from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm one step too late, you've been made speechless, and your tendons and hamstrings have been cut off, what should I do?" He seemed worried, and walked up to Du Ling to look him up and down carefully.

"Qi Beiyao and your brother, why do they look different? If you look different, would he be able to recognize it?"

Du Ling shook his head vigorously in fear, pain crawled all over his face, and the red-hot iron chains passed through his wrists, shoulder blades, thighs, and ankles, and he was completely paralyzed. Healing, the iron chain just grows on the healed wound like this, pulling the iron chain is not only painful to tear, it is like gouging out the flesh.

For that 15-year-old little girl, Murong Yuchi burned down the entire forest and spared no effort to chase him and Xiao Yuanxi. The men of the Murong family went crazy and committed incest with their niece!
"It hurts that much?" Murong Yuchi looked at him indifferently, and pulled hard with his palm, the iron chain was pulled by him, sliding back and forth in the flesh, and blood gushed out.

Du Ling screamed, twitching all over, a little awake from the long pain, Du Ling stared at Murong Yuchi with bloodshot eyes, blood dripping from his mouth.

In the great pain, he clearly heard Murong Yuchi's chilling voice.

"You dare to touch my woman, and I will make you suffer to the extreme and watch yourself die slowly!"

Zong Ting and Murong Huaixiu were waiting outside for Murong Yuchi to leave the execution room.

"A thousand cuts to pieces, you have to live." He lightly opened his thin lips and said casually.

To Du Ling, this time Murong Yuchi was a bit kind, and if Du Ling's accomplices fell into his hands, the fate would be a thousand times worse than that of Du Ling.

"Cut to pieces? Zong Ting, the new torture you want?" Murong Huaixiu tasted these four words with a strong smell of blood.

Zong Ting is gentle and has a good temper, but he is in charge of all punishments in Dali Temple. The torture he developed makes every prisoner who enters Dali Temple fearful.

Zong Ting's white clothes were clean and elegant, and he responded with a light smile, "This time, it's not the humble minister's thinking, but the emperor's."

"That's it?" Murong Huaixiu seemed curious.

Zong Ting still had a good temper and explained with a smile, "Three thousand three hundred knives were used to pierce and cut out the flesh, and the remaining three thousand three hundred knives were used to remove the bones. The last knife was to peel off the heavenly spirit cover. It took three days to complete, and the prisoner survived in the end."

Rao Murong Huaixiu is well-informed, so she couldn't help but feel a little cold about the punishment Murong Yuchi envisioned, and said with a wry smile, "Then what does the emperor want me to do? Could it be that a skeleton has been healed? I poisoned and melted the corpse." It’s okay to destroy the trace.” For the sake of the little niece’s almost being humiliated, the emperor’s brother did not hesitate to start a war with the Qi State, and if this corpse is really going to be destroyed, it’s a good way to keep it secret.

Thinking of the words Murong Yuchi ordered, Zong Ting suppressed his smile. He had never seen the emperor so furious that he wanted to make Du Ling feel pain.

"Before the prisoner died, he was placed in the mountains to lure wild beasts to bite and devour him to death, leaving no bones left."

Watching myself stepping into death bit by bit, the fear of not being able to survive but not dying slowly drives a person crazy.

Murong Yuchi is in the dark, disdainful of redemption, even Yingtong is his only light, if anyone dares to take away the slightest harm from her, he will let him have a deep taste of the most cruel and inhuman hell until the end of his life. painfully!
In early autumn, the sun is setting, and layers of red clouds dot the edges of the clouds, burning and blooming in the final enchanting posture.

From a distance, Murong Weichi saw the little figure sitting on the steps with his knees hugged, looking up at the sky.

Yu Hui's warmth seems to have coated her body with a layer of light gold, outlining a beautiful and slender silhouette, black satin-like long hair hanging down softly like flowing water, and occasionally a few strands fly in the wind, sticking to the delicate skin, black and white contrasting There is no trace of enchantment.

It made me want to hug her tightly.

Lian Yingtong raised her head and closed her eyelids slightly, enjoying the comfortable feeling of the sun's warmth pressing her skin.

Suddenly there seemed to be a black shadow covering the small world above her cheeks behind her, and the moment she opened her eyes, a familiar breath rushed towards her face, Murong Yuchi's slender fingers grabbed her small chin, and while she was surprised before she had time to react, he Lowering her head, her slightly cool lips covered Lian Yingtong's slightly parted red lips, and the tip of her tongue penetrated into the gap between her teeth effortlessly.

Murong Yuchi's line of sight directly touched Lian Yingtong's unbuttoned open placket, revealing her chest line.

Murong Yuchi's eyes suddenly sank.

Hugging her in the air, rubbing his arms against her bare and white calf, Murong Yuchi's dark and deep eyes changed rapidly, and his face tensed.Lian Yingtong nestled softly in his arms, wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and the rich and elegant fragrance lingered around his nose, easily arousing the fire in his body and becoming more intense.

Walking quickly back to the dormitory, the next moment he pressed her fiercely, Lian Yingtong pressed her back against the wall tightly, and the moment his robe was roughly torn off by him, sour tears silently overflowed her eyes.

There is a cold wall on the back, and the coldness invades wantonly through the thin robe.

"I just got out of the shower, so..." The words overflowed from her lips trembled like her body.

"So you don't wear anything underneath?" Murong Yuchi made a wild movement, controlling not to leave any traces of love on her body, she was wrapped in his outer robe, not a single thread inside.

He was angry with her for dressing so boldly, but there was still a trace of excitement in his heart.

"I don't want to wear it." Her teary eyes opened and flashed.

Murong Yuchi swallowed hard, her words caused a trace of joy and excitement in his heart, from the beginning when she refused to take half a step, now she has feelings for him, the kind of feelings between a man and a woman, even if there is only a little bit!

"Then don't wear it." He hoarse.

The body doesn't lie, she has feelings.

With the clear feeling of being invaded by a foreign object, Lian Yingtong let out a cry like a kitten, and her arms hugged him even tighter.

Unmarried at the age of 15, her body looks as clean as ever, but she is no longer chaste.

Lian Yingtong heard her mother finally heaved a sigh of relief, in her mother's heart she was still the innocent and good daughter back then.

Under the painstaking teaching of her mother, she was not without struggles.

The relationship between her and Murong Yuchi is hidden in the dark and cannot see the light, the sin is too deep to be redeemed, there is no hope and result.

She once tried her best to reject him, sticking to the last line of defense of ethics, she only wanted ordinary happiness, not living in guilt and guilt forever.

However, she was still dragged into hell and had incest with her biological uncle.

Her eyes sparkled, and she tried her best to see Murong Yuchi clearly in front of her. She was once amazed at why there is such a charming man in the world, her uncle, she and him have a bloody family hatred, and a blood relationship that is so thick that it cannot be resolved , he saved her from being abused, but possessed her in that situation.

On that rainy night, he stood alone in the rain and quietly watched over her who was afraid of the dark and the rainy night.Maybe it's a habit, maybe it's a touch, maybe there's something else, Lian Yingtong can no longer ignore the feeling of being avoided by her again and again.

She pushed Xuanzhi away fiercely, she couldn't afford his love, the happiness he gave.

In this world, in the past 15 years, only Murong Yuchi was the best to her.

Lian Yingtong bit her lip and frowned to endure the initial pain of her body being forcefully stretched apart, and as Murong Yuchi rushed in and penetrated her body heavily, the force of the collision seemed to be faster than ever.

Her body no longer hurts, she is stimulated by waves of pleasure, Lian Yingtong is at a loss for love, Murong Yuchi brings her such a fast and strong impact almost every time hits her sensitive point, tears drenched her eyes, she trembling.The wall behind her was icy cold, and Murong Yuchi, who was holding her down, scalded her warmly, the love between ice and fire.

She didn't have the strength to hold on to the unfamiliar Huanai position for too long, her slender and soft body slid down, Murong Yuchi supported her hips, and clasped her waist tightly.

He sucked in breath again and again, she moaned and sobbed and hugged him, begging him to be gentle, her voice was soft and hoarse with an uncontrollable obsequiousness, she didn't know that this kind of begging for mercy was no less than temptation.

"Little boy...kiss me..." Almost insanely happy, he was about to lose control.

Consciousness was completely drawn by Murong Yuchi, tormented by unbearable lust, she rubbed Murong Yuchi's cheek, found his lips and kissed him lightly, the tip of her tongue involuntarily penetrated into his mouth and entangled his tongue.

She twisted her body, one leg was about to wrap around his waist, and Lian Yingtong made a vague voice, "Brother A Lin, brother A Lin..." Subconsciously, every time she called Murong Yuchi like that, he would be willing to treat her like that. Take it easy and even let her go quickly.

He slowly withdrew outwards, and suddenly slammed in fiercely again.

She took the initiative to kiss him, entwined his tongue, and called him brother Ah Lin repeatedly. These little actions really surprised Murong Yuchi. She was too young and immature.

Murong Yuchi's sudden collision sent Lian Yingtong to the pinnacle of desire, her whole body convulsed, screaming uncontrollably and biting deeply on his shoulder.

Drenched in sweat, she had a heart-to-heart love between a man and a woman. She no longer had the strength to collapse in Murong Yuchi's arms, her two slender white legs hanging in his arms, swinging back and forth helplessly, her body was teased. She also felt that she was so sore all over.

When she was pressed on the bed, she cried and trembled. From Murong Yuchi's eyes, she saw that there was still a deep desire that made her heart palpitate.

"No, I'm so tired..."

He stroked the sweat-wet hair on her forehead, lowered his head to kiss her lips and cheeks, the delicate and gentle kiss was completely different from the gesture that wanted her so fiercely just now.

Lian Yingtong was so tired that she gradually became troubled by his kiss.

"Xiaoguai, do you love me?" She seemed to hear Murong Yuchi's hoarse and charming voice softly asking in her ear with infinite hope.

love?Lian Yingtong has no way to think at this time, this word is too heavy for her, and it is too heavy for the relationship between them.

Did he mean love like she used to like Xuanzhi?

No, the feelings for Murong Yuchi will never be as deeply missed as they are for Xuanzhi.

So, don't you love it...

At most, it can only be...

Murong Yuchi's shining eyes dimmed, he didn't ask her this question suddenly, he knew exactly how he felt towards Lian Yingtong.

He noticed her emotion just now, and Murong Yuchi was overjoyed.She still has a sense of guilt for this relationship in her heart, and he understands the struggle she has gone through to get to this point.

Love is selfish. Looking at Lian Yingtong who came to see him that night, she was a child after all, and couldn't hide her emotions very well, but those words moved Murong Weichi.

He used tricks to make Lian Yingtong come to beg him. He could let Murong Bixiao go, but he wanted her to make a promise.He waited for a long time, waiting for her promise to him.

Even if it is short, even if she will regret it in the future, Murong Yuchi must make this promise.

Desperate people will not let go once they find hope. Since she already has such a little affection for him, Murong Yuchi's personality must seek life in despair.

But tonight, he was greedy.

"Little boy, I love you." The second time I said to her, knowing that I would not get a response, I was hard but determined.

She woke up, candles were lit in the room, and it was dark outside the window.

Being suppressed by Murong Yuchi, she snorted a little dissatisfied, and was surprised that her hoarse voice was not her own.

Murong Yuchi noticed that the person under him moved, "Wake up."

Hearing his warm voice with a chuckle, Lian Yingtong's face turned red and she buried herself in the mattress.

"Drink water?" He asked again.

She was indeed very thirsty, slowly turned her sore body, Murong Yuchi supported her and fed her some water.

"If you don't have the strength to get up, I'll take you to take a bath." His eyes flashed with a smile.

She turned her face away, as if leaning on the side of the bed a few times in anger, stood up unsteadily and pulled her robe to cover her body, and took a step forward as if she was stepping on a pile of cotton and couldn't stand still.

He still carried her into Lu Feng filled with hot water, but fortunately Murong Yuchi didn't insist on bathing her, Lian Yingtong soaked in the hot water and her body was soothed.

Because it was too comfortable, she closed her eyelids and opened them again, she saw Murong Yuchi looking at her very dotingly.

For a moment, her heart seemed to be touched gently by something, and Lian Yingtong's eyes were filled with mist.

"Murong Yuchi." Inexplicably, she blurted out his name that was silently recited in her heart, her voice trembling.

"Huh?" Murong Yuchi suppressed the longing for her in his eyes and approached.

He really wanted to raise his hand to touch her with hazy eyes, but Murong Yuchi finally resisted the impulse in his heart as Yingtong looked into his confused eyes.

"It's cold in early autumn, don't soak for too long, don't fall asleep again, I'm not responsible for picking you up." Murong Yuchi spoke in the usual indifferent tone, but his brows were full of concern, took a clean change of clothes and put them in her hand, and then Turn around and go out.

Murong Yuchi stood in the light and shadow, his dazzling and alluring figure showed a trace of loneliness.

He was 12 years older than her, and he was always very strict with her. Whenever she caused trouble, she wanted to avoid him when she thought of his angry appearance.

He said that he would not force her anymore, but he really did not force her anymore. His eyes longed for her so much, but he held back forcefully. He was afraid that she would avoid her again.

"My mother won't come in the next few days."

She said something in a soft voice, and the too soft tone suddenly touched Murong Yuchi's most fragile nerve, and he stopped in his footsteps.

Hearing the sound of water, he turned his head sideways, her whole body was buried in the hot water, and Lu Feng's bright and clear eyes were covered with mist and quietly stared at him.

Seeing Murong Yuchi turn his head to look at her, Lian Yingtong's cheeks were blushing, but luckily he couldn't see clearly in the water.

Did he hear it...

After saying this, she herself felt too ambiguous. Maybe Murong Yuchi's lonely figure made her feel a little distressed. In fact, he is sometimes very childish. When she came to see him in the imperial study, she woke up early in the morning and got up to leave. Murong Yuchi hugged him from behind. She rubbed her cool nose against her back without saying anything, but her posture was full of attachment.

Murong Yuchi must be very lonely, she suddenly felt so.

Sometimes his enthusiasm and audacity make her tremble, but sometimes he is very restrained and deep. A gaze that stares at her, a silent and intimate gesture, Lian Yingtong is attracted involuntarily. body and soul.

She wasn't fully aware of it yet, but she was already aware of it.

Seeing her half-longing and a little dodging eyes, Murong Yuchi's heart moved: "I won't go, I will stay with you."

He refrained from forcing her, compared to the past when she would take the initiative to hint that she wanted him to stay, which is always better.

In the middle of the night, Lian Yingtong turned over in a daze, the early autumn was already chilly, she was not warm no matter how she slept, and habitually wanted to hug her side to warm her body, but in vain.

She woke up suddenly, rubbing her eyes, and got up barefoot, "Uncle?" An anxious voice trembled in Guanju Palace, a gust of cold wind blew open the door of the bedroom that was not closed, and she couldn't help shivering all over her body Cool.

In Guanju Palace, she turned around a few times without giving up, her hands and feet were cold, and her heart gradually became cold.

Murong Weichi left, and promised to stay with her, but he left without a word...

...In a daze, her body was lifted into the air, and Murong Yuchi's deep and cold voice sounded above her head, "No matter how cold your bare feet are like ice cubes, I will never hug you."

After only going out for a while, he saw Lian Yingtong sitting on the ground with her head bowed and her knees hugged, her pale soul seemed to be wiped off. Murong Yuchi always felt that she would disappear from his side at any time, which made him worry about gains and losses.

"I thought you were gone." Seeing Murong Yuchi's return, her blank eyes gradually became clear, "Uncle, do you want to read the memorial overnight?"

Murong Yuchi put a few memorials on the desk, and Lian Yingtong recognized that the seal with wax was a military [-]-mile emergency. There have been few wars in Nanming for many years, and Murong Yuchi needed to deal with it overnight, so it must be very urgent.

"I'll watch it for a while, obediently go to sleep first." He carried her back to the bed and put her down, he held Lian Yingtong's cold little hand and frowned, "Drink this first, you coughed before." A cup of sweet and warm pears Chuanbei.

Even Yingtong's eyes were hot, she just coughed a few times and didn't care, but Murong Yuchi remembered it.

She huddled under the quilt and stared blankly at him beside the desk with her head exposed. She couldn't take her eyes off Murong Yuchi when he was serious, and had to accept that he was very beautiful no matter where he looked from any angle.

(End of this chapter)