King's Solo

In the dark and narrow corner, the violent struggle only increased the pain that came to his body, and he couldn't break free even with all his strength.

"Your Highness...Your Highness!" Hong Lin watched the gorgeous carriage slowly drive into the corner with his eyes wide open, feeling powerless despair spread.

The mournful voice came from a long distance away, and Wang Hong smiled softly, "Father is really cruel, that man, I'm afraid he still thinks that Father's days are numbered."

The person still leaned his head and closed his eyes to rest his mind, his whole body was wrapped in a snow-white and spacious robe, and he was usually indifferent.

Wang Hong looked at the other party's light and indifferent eyebrows, his eyes were suddenly gloomy and penetrating.

For a whole month, that was how they got along.

Since then, Wang Qi hasn't even spoken a word to him.

Hugging him into his arms fiercely, his warm and soft body was in his arms, and his heart suddenly felt full.

Wang Hong gently sniffed the long black hair in his arms, and groped in the tightly wrapped robe with his hand.

The slight resistance was easily resolved by him, and Wang Hong touched the smooth | smooth | delicate | skin under the robe as he wished.

Seeing Wang Qi caring about others, Wang Hong would be jealous and angry, but seeing Wang Qi not caring about others made Wang Qi feel angry.

This just made him understand Wang Qi's ruthlessness and heartlessness again, and his heart seemed to be blocked with cotton wool, making it difficult to flow freely.

The corners of his lips curled up viciously, and Wang Hong's eyes gleamed cruelly and cheerfully.

Anyway, this person is his!

Gently hook the hand, and the tight | neat | neat belts are scattered on the ground layer by layer, and the finely stitched Chinese clothes remove the restraints, revealing the snow-white chest with sporadic plum spots inside.

Wang Qi didn't resist at all, but her body was stiff and her face became more condensed.

His dignity has long been trampled into the mud by this person, and struggling is useless.

The turbulent flames became real in Wang Hong's eyes, and the fiery lips|tongue covered them again.

No matter how many times he has seen this person's body, this person's everything, no matter how many times he has gotten close to him, he still doesn't feel enough.

His hands were tied behind his head, and the control of Shentie was taken away.

He regrets it!

why.

If this is the life, why should he do it all over again?

Wang Qi's root swelled uncontrollably in his body, which made Wang Hong extremely excited.

He loves the integrity of this person's body so much, and it is not in vain for him to spend all his time and money to cherish the medicine to increase the sensitivity of this body.

The palms caressed the sensitive parts of the body below him inch by inch, and Wang Hong watched the aloof Wang fall step by step.

"Um……"

Wang Qi bit her lip, frowning forbearance, her lacquer eyes were full of sporadic water, which was very seductive.

Upon closer inspection, it was found that it was empty and without reflection.

Wang Hong's hot fingertips caressed the corners of Wang Qi's lifeless eyes, and his fiery kisses covered the water marks that were stimulated and slipped down.

There was pity in the gentle eyes, but no trace of remorse.

My father, if your eyes are your trust, I don't mind destroying them.

I love you for who you are.

The lengthy convoy has arrived at the destination, but it only stops quietly in front of the gate of the Shizi Palace, no one dares to disturb the impromptu pleasure of the people in the carriage as the sun sets.

Hong Lin, who offended the crown prince, was punished, and finally just sent to the cell at will, as a resident guest who has no punishment but no freedom.

This was torture to him, and he couldn't let go of the king he thought was about to die.

As the days went by, Hong Lin became more and more anxious. He yelled violently and resorted to a series of means of pretending to be sick and feigning death, but no one paid any attention. Hong Lin was almost desperate.

This is an exceptionally remote cell, except for three meals a day, it seems that everyone deliberately forgets his existence.

Staring fixedly at the narrow skylight where only a glimmer of light was exposed, Hong Lin pressed his chapped lips tightly, and his black nails scratched shocking marks on the ground.

It's been ten years, and it stands to reason that no matter how deep the love is, it should be exhausted in the ten years of continuous torment and atonement.

However, this is not the case. The passage of time only made the lingering scenes with Wang Dashi in his memory played back and deepened over and over again.

The sword that pierced Wang's chest, the bright red liquid sprayed by Wang, and the warm touch left in his palm, everything was brutally clear.

Time was running out. Seeing the daylight disappearing, Hong Lin squirmed slightly in his mouth, spit out a small and sharp patch, stood up and walked towards the locked cell door without hesitation.

No matter who the person who helped him was, and what purpose he had, he couldn't refuse.

If you don't go out and don't dedicate yourself to the king, then what's the point of everything about him?

……

First there was a drought in western Guizhou, and then there was an outbreak of insects. The prince sympathized with the people of western Qianxi, so he went to Qianxi for physical examination.

It took a month before he returned to the palace, and was immediately praised by thousands of people in Qianxi.

However, the effect is very little, and the food and clothing of the people in Qianxi is becoming more and more worrying.

It was suddenly passed down that the son had no heart at all. On the way, because of his desire for pleasure, he drove an eight-horse luxury chariot with hidden pets inside, and he was selfish/fornicating day and night.

Qianxi fell into chaos, and the uprising people rose up.

In order to stabilize the hearts of the people, it was rumored that Wang Te, who was seriously ill, issued an edict to his son, amnesty for the world, and exempted the people from all taxes for one year.

The protests of the people stopped, but the uprising people did not disperse but increased.

With the day of the succession of the throne approaching, Goryeo, which had finally escaped from the control of the Ryu Kingdom, was about to fall into another storm.

The dark weather has lasted for three whole days, and the sky is stingy and refuses to let out a ray of sunlight.

A cloud of muddy clouds hung over the sky, seeming to engulf the entire imperial city.

The storm is coming...

Pu Shengji looked at the imperial city with deep reluctance, and he knew the danger of this operation.

Cruelly closed his eyes and no longer missed it, but he knew better that he had no choice.

When he opened his eyes again and looked back, there was only coldness in his eyes, and he still needed the last protection.

Staring at the man in black in front of him, the words he uttered were calm and cold, and only he knew the difficulty of uttering each word, "Don't forget what you promised, I will attract everyone's attention, and you must take Wang Qi to safety." Leaving the palace, you can't lose a single hair, otherwise..."

He had never seen this mysterious man in black before. With a strong sense of strange familiarity, he unconditionally accepted the cooperation proposed by the other party.

Hearing this, Wang Ling raised her thin lips, "What else? You have to be clear, you are not qualified to question me now that you can only put all your eggs in one basket."

As he said that, Park Seung-gi let out an aura of incomparable terror, directly suppressing Park Seung-ki mercilessly.

Looking at Park Seung Gi with the pity of looking down on the ants, and more carefree cruelty.

This person has occupied so much time with that person, in fact, it should not have existed long ago.If it wasn't for that person, he still cared a little bit, and hated other people meddling in his affairs...