Chapter 8

Mo Yiqing smiled coldly from a high place, and said coldly and singly: "The drug and soft muscle powder are not effective for you, so what about other things?"

"What?" Yan Qingyu was silent.

"I have been saying something to you for so long. Do you think I am so stupid that I can make you resist?" Mo Yiqing's words made Yan Qingyu feel badly, and the man sneered in an extremely weird way: "Is it hot?"

hot?

It's hot!

The heartbeats are fast and the breath is rapid. This is not because of the normal reaction of resistance. Could it be...

Yan Qingyu looked up so hard that she met the sneer in Mo Yiqing's eyes. She suddenly realized that she had been trapped without realizing it. It turned out that the other party was not talking too much or deliberately giving her time to resist, but was clearly waiting.

After waiting for the medicine in her body to take it, she sneered and looked at her making a fool of herself...

So that's what it means?

Mo Yiqing felt her breathing begin to become rapid, but instead stopped pressing her. Instead, she slowly retreated without panic and sneered calmly: "I have given you a chance, you don't want it. Then let's ask me for you, otherwise you will be waiting for the burning desire to die!"

Mo Yiqing was waiting patiently. He thought of using torture means to deal with her, but when she thought that her means or pain didn't work at all, she would change to other ways to train her.

He said that he has always been patient with what he wants.

The distance between Yan Qingyu was widened, and Mo Yiqing's hands was like a king who was in control of everything. She was watching her start to feel emotional and panting, and her eyes were full of determination.

"Yan Qingyu, ask me to be the one who is in my palace, and give me your mind and your mind to me, and I will give you liberation!"

"Get out!" Yan Qingyu stared at the man fiercely and roared, like an angry beast.

Mo Yiqing stepped back step by step, watched her struggle hard, and sneered: "This is what you asked for!"

After saying that, he closed the door and walked out...

"No one is allowed to enter and exit!"

"yes!"

The sound came from the door of the room. Yan Qingyu felt a irritability in her ears. The heat in her body had a strange burning feeling, which was even more intense than the aphrodisiac she knew. She curled up and lay on the bed. The sheets were wrinkled under her body, sweat dripped from the tip of her nose, and blood oozed from her lips.

She bit her lip tightly and suppressed the unbearable pain and heat. She only knew that she had become a burning ball of fire, and ordinary ice water could not extinguish the flames on her body.

The soul also becomes hot, and reason will be burned to ashes.

It seemed that there were electric currents passing through her body, and pleasure emerged from the depths, making her feel a little empty when immersed in this high mood, wanting to be hugged and comforted... When Yan Qingyu knew that her reason was about to be uncontrollable, she climbed from the bed to the ground. She endured the unbearable flames after another, and climbed to the falling hairpin, reached out and held it hard.

She will never surrender!

The hairpin in his hand stabbed hard into his abdomen, trying to use the pain to retain her reason so that Chishui could take him away. If this is really a palace, then the possibility of Chishui being around him is the best. No wonder she just hit her hand but had no response.

The hairpin penetrated her abdomen and would not kill her, but the pain was enough to keep her calm for a short time. She picked up the oil lamp and fell to the curtains, and the flames ignited instantly... Yan Qingyu sat down while the flames blinked her fierce gaze, so she would not surrender.

At worst, you can fight.

The flames ignited instantly. The secret guard outside listened to the fireworks coming out and thought of His Royal Highness's orders and could only watch quietly, not daring to enter... Because while the black smoke was raised, a figure jumped into the room while the secret guard was not paying attention...

Si Yucheng listened to the eyeliner's whereabouts of Yan Qingyu. After searching for it, he didn't expect that Mo Yiqing would hide the person in the palace. No wonder he took so long to not only fail to find it, but also lost all traces.

When he was planning how to enter, he saw the flames in front of the window. He went in without thinking... At the same time, the secret guards sent someone to notify Mo Yiqing when they saw the fire. Mo Yiqing's face changed and ran to check. The room was empty, and Yan Qingyu lost her figure in the flames.

"Tell me that when I was assassinated, no one can leave the palace!" Mo Yiqing's eyes turned cold, and his handsome face was covered with gloom. He looked at the empty room with a burning gaze and smiled coldly.

Want to escape?

impossible!

...

The assassination of His Royal Highness alarmed the imperial guards. Because the fire in the Eastern Palace was the best evidence, the imperial guards went out to find the non-existent murderer and completely blocked the palace.

Yan Qingyu leaned against the wall and gasped heavily, swept at the man in black beside her. When she saw the man in black cleaning up the burned silk with distress, she inexplicably guessed who the masked man was.

"Fourth Prince?"

"How do you know... tsk, who are you calling?"

Yan Qingyu: "..."

"Thank you for helping the fourth prince!" Yan Qingyu actually wanted to say that it is not difficult to find a man who pays attention to appearance so much. Moreover, this man has a very familiar feeling, and this kind of narcissism with a good feeling of self, there is only one person after thinking about it.

Si Yucheng's lips raised slightly. As expected, compared to the identity of "Ghost Lord", she was less vigilant towards the Fourth Prince.

He took off the black cloth covered with his face, walked to her, tied the black cloth around her waist, "You are injured."

"Thank you..."

"You are the fiancée of this palace, and this is the last time I apologized to you!" Si Yucheng's voice was very soft. After thinking for a long time, he realized the reason for wanting her to be a wife. If you want, you have to get it by any means. Of course, she can be willing to last long.

"How do you know where your daughter is?" Yan Qingyu blinked her eyes and asked curiously, unable to understand that the person coming at the critical moment was not Chi Shu, but the fourth prince.

Isn’t the rumor that the Fourth Prince is unruly and romantic, ignorant? Can he avoid the ignorantness of the Prince’s Secret Guard?

Haha...the rumors are indeed unreliable.

Si Yucheng turned his head and was about to explain, he heard footsteps sounding in the corner of the palace. He bent down and hugged her in his arms and hid sideways, and an imperial guard passed by.

Yan Qingyu felt the familiar smell coming from Si Yucheng, and the unique male scent of men. The heat she had originally suppressed temporarily emerged instantly. An uncontrollable moan sounded shocked Si Yucheng and the passing imperial guards.

The sudden sound made the captain of the imperial guard turn back and shout: "Who is there?"

The sweet voice made Si Yucheng feel a great temptation. He reached out to cover her lips and then flew lightly, disappearing from the spot.

The temperature in the person in his arms became hotter and hotter, and his body became softer. Slowly, her body seemed to have turned into liquid, and the magical beach was soft in Si Yucheng's arms. Because she covered her lips, she suppressed her tiny moans, and finally she could only see a broken sound as weak as a little cat. One sound, she flirted with Si Yucheng's city, making his body hot.

He couldn't help but feel strange. Could it be that the aphrodisiac in her had an infectious effect? ​​Otherwise, why would he be as hot as if he had a Chinese medicine?

Because he was covered with his mouth and could not make a sound, Yan Qingyu couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick the big palm on her lips in a daze, acting coquettishly, hoping that this big hand would stop covering her mouth and make her sound full. Si Yucheng's obvious feelings could be felt warm and soft in his palm. He lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at her red face, closed her eyes and unconsciously pleasing her, and her throat couldn't help but slid up and down.

Really... I really want to press her against the wall and eat it before leaving.

"Be good, don't lick!"

Si Yucheng looked at her unconscious appearance with a hoarse voice, gritted her teeth slightly, and resisted the desire that was stirred up by her.

He had no desires and no desires and never thought that one day he would be flirted with a young girl and would instinctively release all his desires and follow her charm to the road of collapse.

Si Yucheng didn't know that he had returned to the Fourth Prince's mansion, and bypassed all the eunuchs and palace maids, and put Yan Qingyu on the bed in his bedroom. Seeing that she was unwilling to let go and hugged her waist all the time, Si Yucheng felt that his proud self-control was invisible in front of her.

"Ghost Star, come here!"

Guixing came over from the darkness and looked at Yan Qingyu, who was pestering Si Yucheng on the bed in surprise. He probably guessed something and walked over with his head down, not daring to see Yan Qingyu's small skin exposed because of his struggle.

Taking Yan Qingyu's vein, Xinggui's eyes flashed lightly, he withdrew his hand, kneeling down and lowered his head; "Master, the love poison in the lady is in no way possible!"

"Hmm?" Si Yucheng's eyes turned cold.

Ghost Star felt his displeasure and added: "The effect of love poison is extremely domineering. The reason why this aphrodisiac is called poison is that there is no medicine to relieve... The intercourse between a man and a woman can save her from pain."

Si Yucheng subconsciously looked at the charm that Yan Qingyu showed when he didn't even know him. The murderous intent in his eyes was very strong. He slapped the table with a palm print and a deep penis. He said, "Mo Yiqing, I can't spare him!"

Ghost Star focused his mind, listening to the sweet moans coming from his ears, his head lowered even lower, because of the headache, his possessive gaze stared at him quietly: "Get out!"

Even if it is a voice, she will never share it with others, and she will take over everything.

Si Yucheng bent down and hugged Yan Qingyu in his arms. Feeling her soft and open posture, Si Yucheng felt that his whole body was burning. If she hadn't unconsciously opened her body, he completely thought that this was her conscious seduction. He hugged her away from the palace like a fate, came to his private bathroom, and carefully hugged her and sank into the cold pool... Yan Qingyu, who was originally hot, felt very cold and comfortable, and sighed softly, which made the men around him swallow their saliva constantly.

"Comfortable..." She sighed softly, soaked in the water and hugged in the man's arms, and her painful expression showed a hint of comfort, but made Si Yucheng stare at her tightly, secretly hating her.

When she wakes up, she will settle the score with her. In the future, she must let her know how bad it is to seduce people unconsciously.

Si Yucheng's body had long been squeezed by Yan Qingyu, and was extremely sensitive in all aspects. Even if she was soaked in the pool together, she could feel her hot body. At the same time, Yan Qingyu, who was vague, unconsciously felt something hot was hindering her, and subconsciously pushed her hard...

The man groaned, tightened his movements of hugging her, and a touch of pain appeared on his face.

Unbearable to look at her unconscious movements, she turned over and pressed her against the edge of the pool, and kissed her viciously... The fiery tongue danced between her lips, and the breath of men and women merged into a more violent aphrodisiac. The wet men and women were lingering around the edge of the bathhouse. What a dangerous thing?

However, the couple had no energy to think about the consequences. One was unconscious teasing, and the other was that they could not be flirted with desire. The touch between the dry fire and the fiery fire made Si Yucheng's mind blank. For a moment, he saw a picture.

A woman was lying under him unconsciously, thin and pitiful, but her vicious and hatred eyes stared at him. The woman seemed to be hating something through him, and her eyes would unconsciously show hatred. He didn't like that look, so he tried hard and tortured her hard, causing a layer of pain to appear in her vicious and hated eyes, and used a painful look to cover up his displeasure.

Si Yucheng's thoughts came to his mind when they were in the clouds, and it seemed like an hallucination swept through him. He suddenly came to his senses and looked at Yan Qingyu's eyes carefully.

There was no vicious and hateful gaze in the hallucination.

It's an illusion.

He let go of his mouth and let go of her lips. His forehead touched her forehead lightly. Si Yucheng gasped heavily: "Are you a demon?"

The unconscious Yan Qingyu was dissatisfied with the touching message that made her comfortable, and twisted her body and moaned like a protest: "Um... want..."

"Girl, do you know what you are talking about now?" Si Yucheng's eyes were red, and his voice became particularly hoarse, low and sexy.

Yan Qingyu could not hear the man's warning at all. She only knew that her body was very hot, and the man holding her seemed to be able to relieve her hot ice. She subconsciously wanted to thirst for more and make her feel more comfortable.

Until her legs were wrapped around the man's waist, she greedily wanted to use her body to touch the ice more, so she had no idea what posture she had made now. In Si Yucheng's eyes, it was a naked seduction.

"Be good, girl, let me say it again, what do you want?" Si Yucheng hooked her chin and endured desire, and his hoarse voice confirmed again and again.

"want……"

Si Yucheng stroked her face, his eyes emitting tenderness that he didn't even know, "What do you want?"

"want……"
To be continued...