Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 123 You are mine
"Then the **** saw me?" The Dark Lord asked with a frown.

"Don't change the subject for me, answer my question!" Nalan Ying said dissatisfied.

The dark evil king's bright eyes locked on her, and he only felt that her slightly jealous expression made him feel elated. He thought he was wishful thinking, but unexpectedly, she actually cared about him in her heart.

"The relationship between me and Zifeng is not what you think!" The Dark Lord explained.

"You are not allowed to call her Zifeng, no!" Nalan Ying objected.

"Okay, it's Su Zifeng!" The Dark Lord couldn't help but gently held her hand.

Nalanying struggled several times but couldn't break free from his hand, so she followed him.

"Tomorrow, I will enter the palace!" Nalan Ying said faintly.

"Yeah!" The Dark Lord nodded.

"Aren't you sad?" Nalan Ying looked at the Dark Lord resentfully.

The dark evil king couldn't help but burst into laughter, and said in his mouth: "No matter where you go, you will never leave my palm!"

In desperation, Nalan Ying didn't think carefully about what the Dark Lord said, she just thought that he thought he was very capable and could come and go freely in the palace.

"Where do you think it is? Is it a vegetable market? Can you come and go freely? That's the palace!" Nalan Ying said angrily.

"Food market?" The Dark Lord was amused by her vivid metaphor.

"I'm telling you a very serious question, why are you laughing?" Nalan Ying looked at him angrily.

"I didn't smile!" The Dark Evil Lord said he didn't smile, but he couldn't hide the smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Can you be more serious?" Nalan Ying glared at him.

"Okay, I'll be more serious!" The Dark Lord responded with a good temper, and he really put away his smile and became serious.

Nalan Ying looked at him for a while, seeing the expression on his face, she couldn't help but also laughed.

"Is that right? I've been angry all night, so I should smile!" The Dark Lord lightly scratched her little nose.

"But I'm going to enter the palace tomorrow!" Nalan Ying remembered that sad topic again.The smile on his face disappeared immediately.

"Just go and enter the palace!" The Dark Lord said seriously.

"After entering the palace, you won't be able to see me!" Nalan Ying looked at him vaguely.

"No!" The Dark Lord shook his head.

"Why not? You are not in the palace. Once I enter the palace, I will lose my freedom. It will be very difficult to see you!" Nalan Ying said eagerly.

The dark evil king was moved in his heart, stretched out his long arms, and held her in his arms. This time, Nalan Ying did not struggle, remembering that tomorrow we will be separated, and maybe we will never see each other again in a lifetime, so I let it go he went.

"Girl, you are mine, no one can take it away!" The Dark Lord whispered in her ear.

Nalan Ying's body trembled, and the circles of her eyes quickly turned red, but she held back tightly, and said with frowned eyes, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm serious!" The Dark Lord said sincerely.

"But!" Nalan Ying hesitated to speak.

"I will definitely give you a decent wedding and let you come to my side!" The Dark Evil Monarch sincerely promised.

"How is it possible? I'm going to marry that idiotic Ninth Prince. It's impossible between us!" Nalan Ying bit her lip and said.

"Girl, look into my eyes!" The Dark Lord lifted Nalan Ying's shoulders and made her look directly into his bright eyes.

By the moonlight, their eyes met, and the unspeakable love gradually grew wildly like weeds in the hearts of the two of them.

"What are you looking at?" Nalan Ying didn't want to immerse herself too deeply, and hurriedly escaped from his sight.

The atmosphere in the entire carriage suddenly became ambiguous. The originally narrow space, because of the blending of the breaths of the two people, made Nalan Ying even more flustered.

"Why don't you dare to look at it?" The Dark Lord looked at her with burning eyes, and his originally pleasant voice suddenly carried a strange emotion.

"I don't want to look at it!" Nalan Ying said evasively, but her little face was already flushed with embarrassment. Fortunately, the vision in the carriage was dim and she couldn't see clearly, which prevented her from making a fool of herself.

"Girl!" The Dark Lord held her little hand impulsively, forcing her to avoid it, and could only look at him with a pair of bright eyes.

"En!" She responded to him in a low voice, that sweet voice, almost like a small animal's voice from the depths of her throat, made the teaser feel itchy and uncomfortable.

"You are not allowed to leave me!" He whispered as if bewitched.

"What are you talking about?" Nalan Ying was startled, and quickly pushed him away, but he was unprepared, and leaned back, only to hear a crisp sound, which was the sound of his head hitting the edge of the carriage.Seeing his furrowed brows made Nalanying feel regretful.

"Are you trying to kill me?" The Dark Evil Lord didn't expect that this girl would do such a thing to him, so he pretended to be dizzy without any precautions.

"No, I didn't mean it!" Nalan Ying hurriedly apologized.

"Oh, it really hurts!" The Dark Evil Monarch covered his head, his voice changed due to the pain.

"Where did you fall?" Nalan Ying rushed over nervously, subconsciously touching his wound.

A calculating smile flashed in the eyes of the Dark Lord, and he hugged her suddenly, with the soft fragrance and tenderness in his arms, he couldn't help but close his eyes comfortably.

"What are you doing? Let me go, let me go!" Nalan Ying struggled vigorously, but couldn't break free from his grip. In the end, even her voice sounded like tears.

Seeing the wetness in her eyes, the Dark Lord hurriedly let go of her distressedly, and frowned, "I just want to hug you!"

"Aren't you injured? So you're faking it!" Nalan Ying accused in a resentful tone.

"It's really hurt. My head hurts even now. If you don't believe me, touch it!" The Dark Lord took her hand, and just when she thought he was bullying her again, she found that he really went to let her go. She touched the back of her head.

"How is it?" The Dark Lord asked with frowned eyebrows.

Nalan Ying only felt that within reach of his hand, there was indeed a raised bump. It seemed that at that moment, he really bumped hard.

"It seems that there are really bumps!" Nalan Ying said with a shame on her face.

"Really?" A look of embarrassment flashed across the Dark Lord's face, but there was a hint of blame in his tone.

"Who told you to bully me!" Nalan Ying said hastily.

"You have to make it up to me!" The Dark Lord said with a frown.

"Compensation? How to compensate?" Nalanying looked at the Dark Evil Monarch suspiciously. Under the moonlight, she blinked her big smart eyes and her red lips were slightly parted. Can't hold it.

"You are not allowed to look at me like this!" The Dark Lord suddenly turned his back, as if trying to hold back something.

"What's wrong with you?" Nalan Ying stretched out her hand to grab the corner of his clothes, but she didn't expect that he would turn around abruptly and push down recklessly, making her eyes widen in shock.

"You are mine!" He stared at her domineeringly, his voice hoarse.

(End of this chapter)