The evil king protects the short

Chapter 302 If You Dare to Do It, You Have to Pay a Painful Price 3
Babbling her mouth, Ni Ling turned to find a small porcelain bottle from her treasure bag, put the gas in it, and handed it to Zong Zehong.

"This thing is too harmful! It's still pestering your wife, almost killing you! So, don't keep this thing!"

Ni Ling's small face was serious, thinking that Zong Zehong's life would be in danger, her little hands tightened his skirt, and stared at him fiercely with big watery eyes.

The coldness in Zong Zehong's eyes was fleeting, and he suddenly put away the porcelain bottle that Ni Ling gave him, held it tightly in his hand, and then stroked the little head of the person in his arms, with a low and gentle voice, "Will you still feel uncomfortable?" ?” Earlier, he had applied jade ointment to Yuqing on her body, and applied warm water to her nipples. Now Ling’er seemed to have regained her former vitality, but he still couldn’t help it. rest assured.

Proactively kissing Zong Zehong's lips, Ni Ling smiled sweetly and shook her head.

"No! But I will be cold." As he said, he shrank into Zong Zehong's arms.

With tender eyes like water, Zong Zehong kissed Ni Ling's bright and clean forehead, rubbed her slender arms, and squinted at General Li De who was walking towards him.

"Ling'er, I have something to go out for a while, can I let Tongchun stay with you in the palace?"

After taking care of his Ling'er, naturally, he has to do something to vent his anger.

"Well...but I will be cold."

Holding Zong Zehong's neck, Ni Ling drowned in his arms, as if not letting him go.

Zong Zehong gently rubbed her body lovingly, trying to convey the warmth of his body to her.

"Hold your favorite emerald glazed stove first, I promise you, I will be back in a while."

Coaxing gently, with his extremely handsome face and extremely gentle voice, he really envied others.

"All right……"

In the end, Ni Ling reluctantly left Zong Zehong's embrace, stayed on the soft couch, embraced the bosom stove, and watched Zong Zehong leave Jinluan Palace.

As soon as he left the dormitory, those tender and sweet eyes instantly sank, gloomy like the prelude to a storm, extremely cold and depressing.

"Is he locked up in a dungeon?"

The cold voice seemed to come from hell.

Li De was too frightened by such an emperor, "Yes! Empress Liu Xu went to make trouble a few times, but she was blocked by her humble position."

Zong Zehong came to the underground dungeon in the palace with a cold expression.

This place is gloomy and humid, many people in the palace died here in obscurity, even the corpses were not carried out, some turned into a puddle of blood... some... turned into a pile of white bones.

The further you go in, the more stern howls become.

"Your Majesty, the remnants of the party who conspired to rebel last time have not been dealt with, and they are all locked up there."

Following behind Zong Zehong, Li De interjected.

Zong Zehong did not hum, and walked quickly to the innermost part of the dungeon.

Yelu Yueji, who was wearing a crimson tube top and pleated skirt, was crouching in a corner of the prison, and Zong Zehong cast a cold glance.

"Tie them up and put them on the rack!"

After finishing speaking, he walked directly to the punishment room of the dark palace dungeon that exuded a strong smell of blood.

He just sat down on a wooden chair in the middle, domineering and cold.

"You... what are you going to do?"

Shivering from the cold, Yeluyueji, whose lips were purple, struggled weakly, watching herself being put on the torture rack and bound by the iron chain still dripping with blood.

"Brother Hong... what are you going to do to Yue Ji?"

Facts have proved that Zong Zehong's long-standing anger has turned into coldness and violence. At this moment, bloodthirsty and murderous aura suddenly appeared in his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)