The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

After standing for a while, my hands and feet couldn't take it anymore, my body was sore and limp, and my mind was dizzy.

No, she has to use the fastest time to learn the melody of the blood curse, she has no time to wait any longer.

"I'll go in with you and take a look." The general Murong Yunqing didn't wait for Su Yueming's consent, and walked into her room, saying as she walked, "I lived here when Mo Qingju was young." It’s been a while, I didn’t expect that you are living here now.”

Su Yueming frowned. This person really has the same blood as Murong Canghai, and there is a kind of domineering in his bones that is not controlled by others.

But Murong Yunqing had already gone in, and she couldn't say anything else, so she followed in.

Murong Canghai stood where he was, the sun shone on his body with a chilling aura, leaving a deep and long mark on his face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on Su Yueming, with a fleeting look of anger on his face.

"My lord..." Xian'er stretched out her hand timidly, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "Didn't you say to see the freshly bloomed chrysanthemums?"

When he turned his head, the questioning gaze was like a sharp blade, slowly slid across her body, she trembled all over, and felt a terrible feeling of her skin being sliced ​​open by a cold blade, her heart immediately thumped, and she was about to burst out of her mouth. Jump out of the general.

He narrowed his dangerous eyes slightly, raised his hand, touched her head, and touched her eyes with his fingertips. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, only feeling a burning pain in her eyeballs.

"You don't deserve these eyes."

His voice was cold as if it came from underground, with ruthless cruelty.

"My lord, I..." She wanted to step back, she wanted to protect her eyes, she understood that if she lost these eyes, she would have nothing.

As a result, miserable tears flowed from her delicate eyes, and those tears, one by one, were crystal clear, like pearls.

Murong Canghai raised his lips and said, "Come here, take her back."

"Yes." The servant immediately stepped forward and stood beside Xian'er.

"My lord, I am waiting for you, no matter how long, I am waiting for you, waiting." She cried.

When she saw him for the first time, she fell in love with him deeply and irresistibly. She thought that he also had feelings for her, at least there was compassion, so she buried her father for her , and set up a yard for her.

However, she found that he only had feelings for her eyes, and only compassion for her eyes.

He would hold her face for a long time, looking into her eyes like a maniac, with his deepest emotion.

Sometimes, he looked into her eyes with sadness, hurting her heart, making her want to hold him, comfort him, do everything she can for him,

And more often, his eyes are full of doting, and that kind of doting is thrilling, making her addicted step by step, until she is deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate herself.

He will also kiss her, but this kiss is only limited to the eyes.Elsewhere, he never really touches.

Later, he made her cover her face when she was alone with him, so that he could only see her eyes.

How hurtful this is, but she couldn't have any objections.

She was afraid, afraid that one day she would never see such eyes again, although she knew that this pampering was never hers.