I have the beauty of the villain's love

It was getting dark outside, and the emperor was in the room, but he still didn't come out.

General Zhang waited downstairs, wanted to knock on the door a few times, but remembered the emperor's order, so he could only hold back his temper and wait outside.

Two hours later, Xie Yinghuai came out of the room. When he entered the room, he was neatly dressed in a purple robe, and his hair crown was erected high. Because of the pampering, he felt a sense of reverence all over his body, which was amazing. Don't dare to look directly.But when he came out of the room, his belt was crooked, his lips were even redder, and when he raised his eyes, there was an indescribable sense of evil.

"General Zhang." His voice was also slightly deep, tinged with eroticism.

General Zhang stepped forward and knelt in front of him, "Your Majesty."

"Ask someone to move out the bed inside." Xie Yinghuai's body was also stained with some fragrance, like the fragrance in the room, but not all, "Move to the Hou's Mansion."

General Zhang listened to Xie Yinghuai's order and immediately sent someone to do it.

When someone entered the room, Xie Yinghuai said again, "I will goug out the eyes of anyone who sees something on the bed."

The people who heard the order heard an inexplicable chill from these indifferent words.

Although the bed can't be said to be wide, it still takes some effort to lift it out of the room, especially the door is a bit narrow. If you want to move the bed without removing the bed curtain, you must remove the door.Xie Yinghuai was waiting downstairs, and everyone didn't dare to delay, they opened the door a few times to make it wider, and walked out carrying the whole bed.

Because it was already dusk, when the bed was lifted out, the dark yellow sunset was setting, and a kneeling figure could be faintly glimpsed through the curtain of the bed.

The man hung his head, and something like smoke hung from his hanging arms, like thin, retracted wings.

Xie Yinghuai sat on the back and followed behind, her dark eyes staring at the swaying figure on the bed.

The women in the backyard of Hou's mansion were all sent away by Xie Yinghuai because of the fact that they entered the palace last time. The big Hou's mansion was mostly empty.Xie Yinghuai didn't care either.

In the garden of the Hou Mansion, there is a pool of running water with a stage set up in the center of the water. Every summer, Xie Yinghuai would invite Zhou Lang to the mansion as a guest, watching the beauties dancing among the lotus in the pool.It's just that the beauties in the courtyard were not there, leaving only Zhou Lang alone.

But just this one person is enough.

Xie Yinghuai ordered people to put the bed on the stone platform in the center of the pool, and also asked someone to remove all the wooden railings leading to the stone platform, leaving only the lonely bed among the withered remnants.

The last ray of light in the sky also dimmed, and the layers of gloomy floating clouds were stained with lead color.For the sake of beauty, according to Zhou Lang's intention, the stone platform sent skilled craftsmen to carve it into the shape of a lotus. On the petals of the lotus, there are four-cornered palace lanterns, which seem to be the only light in the darkness.

Because it was already winter, it was very cold at night, not to mention it was on the surface of the water, and when the wind blew, Zhou Lang woke up shivering.

All the people in the garden were driven out by Xie Yinghuai. He was holding the jug and looked at Zhou Lang who slowly raised his head in the hazy halo.

The stone platform is not too big, it can only accommodate a bed, the veils hanging from the bed are all floating in the water, and illuminated by the light of the palace lantern, it is even more like a dream.

The stronger the night wind, the blowing veils fluttered, Xie Yinghuai saw Zhou Lang who was looking up in a daze, raised his foot, stepped on the lake and landed on the stone platform.

From Zhou Lang's neck down, within a finger's distance, there was a dark red mark, and a circle of tooth marks on his chest. The vague red light fell on him, making those marks even more attractive.

Xie Yinghuai stood outside, watching Zhou Lang shivering in the cold wind.

The red silk between her arms couldn't be freed no matter what, and she even lost consciousness in her lower body.

Xie Yinghuai took a sip of the wine, then suddenly leaned in, squeezed Zhou Lang's chin, and fed it into his mouth.

Zhou Lang swallowed instinctively, and Xie Ying's tongue, smelling of alcohol, invaded his mouth in an instant.

Xie Yinghuai smiled foolishly, "From now on, I will be in the palace, draw a pool of running water for you, and then build a cage in the middle to lock you in."

Some of the wine that he spent was not swallowed, and it slid down his chin, flowed to his chest, and slid past the wound, which was painful and itchy.

"Linghuyin—Nanfeng Ci—" Xie Ying suspected that the bed curtains fluttering in the wind were in the way, and tore them all off, throwing them into the pool, "Which one of them do you like? Hmm?"

Zhou Lang's jaw was pinched by him, so he couldn't say anything.

Xie Yinghuai held the jug and poured wine into Zhou Lang's mouth, and when he was done, he threw the empty jug into the pool and placed it against Zhou Lang's forehead.

Zhou Lang hadn't eaten for a whole day, and suddenly poured a pot of wine into it, his face was flushed red.

He was frightened by Nan Fengci's side, and looked forward to Xie Yinghuai, but he didn't get anything good.

Zhou Lang was really wronged to the extreme.

For Linghurou, he saved Linghuyin, and because of Nanfenglian, he attracted Nanfengci, and now his friends who have been with him for several years have become entangled with each other again.

Seeing Zhou Lang's appearance, Xie Yinghuai's heart moved slightly, and he grabbed his shoulder and kissed his lips, but when he saw the three words behind Zhou Lang, he couldn't help but scratch the piece with his fingertips. Flesh.

"It hurts so much—" Tears welled up in the flushed eyes again.

Xie Yinghuai withdrew his hand, opened Zhou Lang's legs, and buried himself in it, as if this was the only way to soothe his sour and wrinkled heart, "You hurt, I hurt more than you."

The two shadows reflected on the water surface are entangled together, like vines entangled in a dead knot.

……

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"Jingle Bell--"

"Jingle Bell--"

Stepping barefoot on the thick floor, there was no sound. What made the sound was a string of golden bells tied around the slender ankle.

The bell is made of gold thread, a dozen or so golden bells the size of fingernails are strung together, and even with light steps, there will be such delicate ringing.

Xie Yinghuai, who was resting on her arms, opened her eyes when she heard the sound.A piece of red silk was wrapped around his wrist, and he dragged it on the ground, bypassing the screen to nowhere.Xie Yinghuai stood up, followed the red silk scattered on the ground, and found the person by the window who bent down to cut the gold thread on the ankle with broken porcelain.

The man was wearing a smoky dance dress, and the clothes were tied with a knot from the back, and the end of that knot was connected to Xie Yinghuai's hand.Seen from the back, the man's body was slender, and the ankles that stepped on the table were more delicate like white jade.

Xie Yinghuai smiled lightly.

The man turned around and saw Xie Yinghuai holding a section of red silk standing behind him, with a frightened look in his eyes.

Xie Yinghuai pulled the red silk, and the dance clothes tied around his waist and used to cover his body fell apart.

Xie Yinghuai took a step forward, and he took a step back, but the room was only so big, and when he stepped back, he had already reached the cold wall.When he hit the cold wall, he realized that he had no way out, knelt down hastily, and crawled to Xie Yinghuai's side with all his hands and feet, "Xie Xiaohou, please let me go, I don't want to go to the palace - what do you read?" Our four years of friendship, just let me go this time!"

Xie Yinghuai lowered her head and looked at Zhou Lang quietly.

There was a bit of a smile in his eyes.

The one kneeling on the ground was naturally Zhou Lang. Ever since Xie Yinghuai brought him to the Marquis Mansion, Xie Yinghuai had trapped him in the lotus pond for a night. Later, when he felt that the weather was getting colder, he was afraid that he would freeze, so he went to the room.I just fed him a pill every day. If Zhou Lang didn't understand it before, he would have been fooled after hearing Xie Yinghuai's words, but because Nan Fengci told him about the many secret medicines in the palace, every time he finished eating, Just pay attention to your body.Although there was no change on the surface, in the past few mornings, when Zhou Lang woke up, he saw that there was no reaction between his legs, so he started to really panic.

"Did I treat you badly?" Xie Yinghuai asked.

The dance clothes on Zhou Lang's body are women's styles, because he is slender, and it is not too disobedient to wear them, but it is always an insult for a man to wear women's clothes, not to mention that Zhou Lang has already felt In the past few days, my body has been unusual, "My father only has me as an only son, and I will carry on the family line for the Zhou family in the future—"

Xie Yinghuai lowered her head and looked at the dazzling three words on his snow-white back. She held his chin and said, "I know, I know. When you return to the palace, when will you want to give birth? I'll find you a woman—you can have as many children as you want."

He kept saying that night that he would be locked in a golden cage, but now his attitude has completely changed.

Zhou Lang always thought that Xie Yinghuai was just trying to have fun for a while, and since he was powerless to resist, he might as well obey him and wait for him to get tired before making plans to escape.

But it is obviously not the case now, but what makes him contradictory is Xie Yinghuai's attitude.

This kind of attitude seems to let him go, but also seems to imprison him forever.Let him always hold a glimmer of hope that he can escape, and dare not really do anything to resist.

"Didn't I promise you?" Xie Yinghuai curved her lips to reveal a smile.

Zhou Lang was still kneeling on the ground.

"Get better." Xie Yinghuai went to help his arm, "Really, I know I don't want to see you cry, and you always cry like this in front of me."

Zhou Lang was held by Xie Yinghuai and stood up. As soon as he stood firmly, a string of clear liquid flowed out from between his legs.

Even an actor who is suitable for Cheng Huan can't have such a sensitive physique.

Xie Yinghuai took a glance, and ignored Zhou Lang's obstruction, he lifted the tulle and touched his hand, and he deliberately put his palm in front of Zhou Lang's eyes.

Seeing his half-smile, Zhou Lang felt even more embarrassed, and took a step back, "Xie Xiaohou, you have become the emperor now, and you will have a harem of three thousand in the future..."

Before he finished speaking, the warm and moist liquid spread across his chest.

"Don't always say things that make me unhappy." Xie Yinghuai said, he asked someone to remove the traces on Zhou Lang's back, but the answer he got was that if he wanted to remove the traces, he could only dig out the flesh. Wait for it to heal.But even if Xie Yinghuai was so angry that he lost his mind, he still knew how painful Zhou Lang would be.But—rather than letting him keep looking at the glaring marks, why not...

When he spoke, he was extremely affectionate and affectionate, "When we return to the palace, we will continue to drink and have fun, enjoy dancing and watching flowers as before."

If it was as he said, Zhou Lang wouldn't be so frightened.

His body is getting used to Xie Yinghuai's invasion more and more, but he can hardly get an erection anymore, even if he is pinched by Xie Yinghuai's sensitive spot, he will also get aroused, and there is no response to that spot.There is no other way for Zhou Lang to condescend and indulge Xie Yinghuai. He wants Xie Yinghuai to get tired of his body so that he can marry a wife and have children.But looking at it now, the more usefulness of his connivance is to make Xie Yinghuai ask for more.

It was blue sky and white sun outside, but Zhou Lang was naked. Even if the doors and windows were closed, Zhou Lang would feel extremely ashamed.

Xie Yinghuai's expression was gentle, but his words were filled with blood, "Nanfeng Ci is still in Lin'an City, after I kill him, I will take you back to the palace."

……

An army was stationed at the foot of the mountain twenty miles away from Lin'an City.

The leader is Yancheng. He used to have the heroic face of a young man, but now he has lost the immaturity of a young man. His brows are condensed, and he has the air of a general.

"General Yan, Lin'an City is ahead." The spies who went to inquire about the news replied, "It's just that there are heavy guards outside Lin'an City, and there are tens of thousands of subordinates inquiring about it."

Yancheng let out an 'hmm'.

In the military tent behind him, Xiao Shiqing opened the curtain and walked to Yancheng's side, "The general ordered me to rest overnight and head to Lin'an early tomorrow morning."

It was Linghuyin and his party who came from Guangling on this trip. It was only their Guangling forces that developed and conquered several towns. Most of the troops were used to garrison the new city. They came to Lin'an with only a thousand elite soldiers. .

But in Linghuyin's hands, these 1000 people are enough.

Yancheng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "I don't know if Mr. Zhou is safe or not after a few months."

Seeing his lost expression, Xiao Shiqing couldn't help but cast his eyes on the distance where he couldn't even see the city wall.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Bad author: Wow, Xie Yinghuai is here

Zhou Lang: let me die

Scumbag author: Wow, Nanfeng has resigned

Zhou Lang: Let me die!

Scumbag author: Wow, Linghuyin is here too

Zhou Lang: Let me die! ! !