ninth junior sister

Chapter 332

"Zhiyuan...why do you reject me? Don't tell me...you don't like me?" Anping choked up, Madam Yin asked her to have sex with Zhiyuan, and then poured her own blood into his throat, bleeding a little, she didn't Don't be afraid, because that way you can save your mother and concubine.

However, the appearance of Zhiyuan now really makes her feel sad, they are husband and wife, aren't they?It's perfectly normal for husband and wife to do such a thing, even if they are drugged, it's just to add some interest, but why, Zhiyuan looks like this?

Could it be that he doesn't want to touch himself?

Anping was really scared by his own thoughts. If he didn't want to touch himself, then what was all that before?Or, he's been lying to her all this time, and he never touched her at all?
Yin Zhiyuan held onto the hem of his clothes tightly, with the sweat dripping from his forehead, he frowned and said, "Anping, don't think about it, give me the antidote quickly."

"Zhiyuan, don't you want to touch me? I'm your wife, why don't you? Then...have you never touched me before? Why?" Anping almost shouted at the end. She tightly wrapped her arms around Yin Zhiyuan's waist, preventing him from pushing her away.

Yin Zhiyuan frowned deeply, raised his palm and pushed, and scolded in a low voice: "Anping, what I'm telling you now is not this problem, I can't touch you under such circumstances, you go away!"

He knew what a shame this was for Anping, but how could he allow himself to force her while taking medicine?

He can't do it!Absolutely can't do it!He would rather die from a burst blood vessel, and he would never touch her at all!
Although Yin Zhiyuan was drugged, the palm force he pushed out was quite powerful for a weak woman like Anping. Although he closed his internal force, Anping still fell to the ground after such a push. Her upper body was naked, and the skin on her elbows was worn out. She couldn't help frowning and humming softly: "It hurts..."

An Ping's coquettish voice made Yin Zhiyuan tremble all over. Seeing this, he staggered out, leaned over to support An Ping, then threw her onto the bed with the perseverance in his heart, and then lifted the quilt After covering her body, she staggered and stumbled out of the hall.

In the summer air, it was humid and sultry, which didn't help the burning Yin Zhiyuan cool down at all.

He slanted forward, and when he passed the lotus pond, he jumped into it, making a "plop", which was particularly ear-piercing in the silent night of the palace.

The water in the lotus pond was brought in from outside the palace. The water in the pond was cool. Yin Zhiyuan who fell into the pond was shocked by the cold feeling. The temperature of the pond water relieved some of the heat in his body, but , but the burning sensation in the abdomen still hasn't completely disappeared.

"Damn it!" Yin Zhiyuan beat the pool water heavily, if his mother gave him the medicine, then there is no other way except to understand the medicine and have sex with the woman.

For so many years, he has been living in pain, he didn't want to live long ago, but he couldn't leave Yun Jingxuan, he wanted to save him, how could he just die like this?Now apart from him, I am afraid that no one can save Jing Xuan, so he must be fine!
Thinking of Yunjingxuan, Yin Zhiyuan seemed to ignite a flame in his heart. He turned over and climbed onto the shore, dragging his tired and hot body to walk in the corridor of the palace.

From a distance, a group of guards came, and when they saw the crooked figure, they pulled out the sabers from their waists and shouted, "Who is it?"

Yin Zhiyuan frowned, although he heard the words clearly, he didn't want to talk to him at all, and just walked forward blindly.

Seeing that the visitor did not speak, the guards immediately stepped forward and surrounded him. However, when the leader saw the visitor clearly, he couldn't help staring and said in surprise: "Isn't this the young master?"

Yin Zhiyuan's body tilted sideways at this time, the leader of the guards was startled when he saw this, stepped forward to help him, and said: "Young master, be careful!"

Yin Zhiyuan raised his eyes slowly, the eyes were blood red, the man couldn't help but took a step back when he saw his eyes, however, Yin Zhiyuan didn't give him any chance to back off, he stretched out his big palm to grab the The man raised his collar to the front and asked sharply, "Tell me, where is Yunjingxuan?"

The leader of the guards naturally knew who the young master was talking about, but Yun Jingxuan was an important prisoner, and no one except his wife knew where he was being held.

He looked at the young master's devil-like eyes, trembling with fright, worried that the young master would tear himself to pieces in a fit of anger, so he said in a low voice, "Return to the young master, the younger ones don't know."

Yin Zhiyuan was short of breath, and his sanity was a little unconscious. He immediately raised his leg and kicked the man's leg, shouting: "Useless thing, get out!"

The guards were really horrified by his appearance. For so many years, the young master has always been gentle and refined. When did he become so violent?

However, although they were afraid, they did not leave because they wanted to protect him.

Seeing the guards standing still, Yin Zhiyuan raised his hands and feet and kicked wildly: "I tell you to get out! Get out of here! Get out as far as you can!"

The guards were shocked, and immediately dispersed with their swords.

Seeing that the guards had gone far away, Yin Zhiyuan closed his eyes and continued to walk forward. His consciousness was fuzzy and he didn't know where he was at all. In a daze, he seemed to see a palace with warm light inside. .The heat in his body still persisted, he licked his dry lips and walked towards the bright place.

"Young master." When he reached the gate of the palace, the guards nodded and saluted him.

"Get out!" Yin Zhiyuan uttered a monosyllabic word directly from his throat, the voice was sonorous and powerful yet with a touch of softness.

Seeing that his expression was not good, the guards winked at each other and retreated away.

Inside the hall, Ling Xiaoruo was sitting deep in the ground thinking about the future, when she heard the noise from the hall door, she turned her head and asked outside, "What happened?"

Yin Zhiyuan, who had already stepped into the palace gate, had already been tortured by the medicine and lost his mind, but he heard the woman's voice clearly.

This voice is so familiar...

He staggered, and because of his unsteady steps, he moved the incense burner in the temple.The censer was overturned, and the incense poured out, making a clanging sound.

"Who is it?" Ling Xiaoruo moved his ears, stood up and turned out of the corner of the hall to follow the sound.

The distance between the voices was getting closer and closer, and Yin Zhiyuan finally clearly distinguished the voice of the person coming. His jade-like eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "Ruo'er? Is it you?"

(End of this chapter)