Prince, Don't Come Over

"Mu Jiangyuan, I hate you." Yue ziyue said calmly. Her inability to resist does not mean that she is willing.

"I hate you."

After a while, he lost his hair on both sides of the bed.

"Whatever you want."

Yue ziyue closed her eyes. To him, she is just a better substitute. She is a plaything. The mood of plaything is not important.

But mu Jiangyuan didn't make any further moves. He just looked at her and finally kissed her lips.

His kiss was thinner and cooler. He just gently released Yue ziyue's hand. He turned and walked out of the door. Yue ziyue was lying on the bed. Her clothes were messy, but she didn't untie them. She opened her eyes and looked at the curtain on the top of the bed.

The maid pushed the door in, served some snacks, helped Yue ziyue sit up, combed her hair and arranged her clothes.

The maid still did not speak. Yue ziyue really wanted to see if their tongues were pulled out.

Although Mu Jiangyuan sent bodyguards to guard the gate, he did not restrict Yue ziyue's freedom.

When Yue ziyue went out, the bodyguard didn't stop her. Instead, he gave way to let Yue ziyue pass.

There was no plaque in the courtyard, but it was big enough, much bigger than Yue ziyue's Qiuyue Pavilion.

Only in Qiuyue Pavilion, Yue ziyue doesn't have such a sense of restraint. She has no martial arts now, her internal power has been changed. Even if her martial arts are still there, she may not be able to get out of the heavily guarded palace.

She can walk freely in the palace. The palace is much more imposing than the prime minister's. before she knew it, Yue ziyue went to the West warm Pavilion.

Xinuange is the place where Xizheng's concubine lives. Since Mujiang was far away, Wei Shuyu has lived here. Yue ziyue stood at the door and turned around. She doesn't want to see Wei Shuyu. In the end, she still entered the palace of King Jia of Qing Dynasty. Although she was unwilling, this was not as good as Wei Shuyu.

But when she left, she was stopped.

She is not even in the same situation as Wei Shuyu. Although Wei Shuyu has no real name, she has the title of princess. Mu Jiangyuan is also her true love. What is she? She is inferior to others and can't get revenge. But he was imprisoned in the palace like a bird by his enemy, just a prisoner in gorgeous clothes.

No one will sympathize with these words, let alone Wei Shuyu. Wei Shuyu has always believed that Yue ziyue is nostalgic for Mujiang yuan, and now he regards Yue ziyue as an enemy.

"Even if you climb up to the king's bed, don't forget that I'm the princess. The king asked me to come in. And you like this, even side imperial concubine is not up, can only be regarded as a warm bed maid. I'm the queen of Daliang after the LORD takes over the throne. " Wei Shuyu's toes are high and her face is haggard, but she is still holding a shelf in front of Yue ziyue.

Yue ziyue did not answer, but turned around. Right when she met with bad luck, she had enough trouble in her heart, and didn't want to block herself any more.

"Yue ziyue, have I told you to go?" Wei Shuyu said. "How dare you leave without permission, you maid?" she said

As soon as her voice fell, the maid behind her came out and stepped forward. It's not Rongchun. It's a face Yue ziyue has never seen. Rongchun should always be with Wei Shuyu. She is Wei Shuyu's confidant. But now, she has a servant girl in the palace.

The servant girl's strength is very great. She easily grabs Yue ziyue's hand and presses her on the ground. Yue ziyue has no martial arts, not even a little resistance.

Wei Shuyu stood in front of her, grabbed her hair and forced her to look up. "Yue ziyue, don't think you can do whatever you want when you enter the palace. You can't do anything. Once upon a time, if I could marry the Lord, you could only go to seek death. Even if you go to hewanghou, hewanghou is dead now, Yue ziyue. You can't do anything right now. A man like you might as well die. "

Yes, she still can't do anything now, can't help Yan MuQing revenge, can only be like a cage bird, locked here. Wei Shuyu slaps her in the face and turns her face away. Yue ziyue's hair is pulled in disorder. Her expression makes Wei Shuyu more unhappy. No pain, no sadness, eyes like a pool of stagnant water. Wei Shuyu didn't like this expression. She used a lot of force to vent her hatred, but Yue ziyue was like a dead man.

"Princess, someone's coming." Said the maid behind him.

"What if someone comes? I'm Zheng Fei. She's a maid. She's just a maid." Wei Shuyu said. The cold wind was chilly. She just took a look at Yue ziyue, then turned around and went back to the warm Pavilion.

Yue ziyue sat on the ground as if she had been spirited. She should not listen to Yan MuQing and go to Shili Gallery alone. If she had been by Yan MuQing's side, even if she could not live with her, she would rather die together than now. She could only hear the news of Yan MuQing's death. And she can't even avenge Yan MuQing.

When the cold wind blows through the winter clothes, Yue ziyue gets up. The cold wind in Jinling is still very cold. Yue ziyue gets up and her hands are red with cold. His feet were numb, and he went to the other side of the room. It took only a quarter of an hour for her to come, but half an hour for her to come back. She sat on the bed in a daze. The redness and swelling on the hands itched as soon as they were roasted in the charcoal pan.The maid next to her did not speak, but brought in hot water. Yue ziyue took the thermos from her hand and let out a sigh. She had an old frostbite on her hand, and now it's breaking out, just like in previous years. Why do you want her to come to this era? God has made a joke on her, but God doesn't intend to let her go. He has to continue this low-level and bad joke to make Yue ziyue more miserable.

The Moonstone on her hand is soft and glossy. Yue ziyue lowers her head and buries it in her arms. Around the maid like a wooden man, stay around Yue ziyue, as if dumb.

When Mujiang came far away, he just took a look at Yue ziyue from a distance, but now Yue ziyue is like a wood, carrying tea, and her eyes have lost their agility. No one would like the look of a corpse.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Mu Jiang Yuan stood in front of her, Yue ziyue did not respond, as if she and the maid in the room could not speak. Mu Jiang Yuan frowned. "Don't you hate me?"

Yue ziyue slowly raises her head and sets her eyes on Mu Jiangyuan, but her eyes don't fall on Mu Jiangyuan. Since he regards Yue ziyue as his substitute for Mrs. Dugu, as long as her appearance remains unchanged and her eyes are alive or dead, Mu Jiangyuan doesn't care.

Mu Jiangyuan just snorted and turned to leave. He didn't say anything. Even if he did, Yue ziyue might not be able to listen. Now Yue ziyue, like a puppet and pottery figurine, has a pair of gorgeous skin bags, but has lost her aura. Deception frost has been broken, proud month is imprisoned, how can Yue ziyue have the original aura.