Knock on Jade: Concubine Qiao Plays Evil Emperor

Chapter 409 Pretty Concubine Playing Evil Emperor 430
A gust of wind blows, and the candles in the room flicker, making the whole room full of ghosts. Ye Xiaoqiang approached Mengling with a grin.

Meng Ling slowly backed away.

It is the corner, and there is no retreat.

"Hey hey hey hey..." Ye Xiaoqiang's sinister grin was like an evil voice from hell, making every pore of Mengling stand on end.

Ye Xiaoqiang stared greedily at the beautiful Mengling.

"Get out, get out of here." Meng Ling shouted.Desperation, pain and anger were written all over their faces.

Ye Xiaoqiang pounced on him like an eagle pounces on a chicken.

"Ling'er, do you know how much I miss you... I risked my life to get you." Ye Xiaoqiang's voice was trembling with desire.

One of Ye Xiaoqiang's arms was wrapped around Mengling's waist like a snake, and his other hand was swimming like a snake.

In desperation, Meng Ling bit Ye Xiaoqiang's arm fiercely.

Ye Xiaoqiang cried out in pain, and slapped Mengling from the east to the west of the wall.

Meng Ling's silver teeth and blood-colored Hongyan bit her lips, and a trace of unyielding flashed in her eyes.

"You don't know how to praise something." Ye Xiaoqiang became angry from embarrassment, and drew a whip from his waist to Mengling.

Meng Ling looked at the whip that was being whipped towards her fiercely, she closed her mouth tightly, and the light that was still unyielding flashed in her trembling eyes.

Ye Xiaoqiang didn't know how many whips he had whipped, but when he saw her bow her proud head and close her eyes tightly as if she was dead.He just stopped.

Mengling can't die.

He touched her, who still had a little life left, pinched her chin and said: "You don't know how to praise, you will definitely surrender to the feet of my god. My god will make you cry and shout, beg me I favor you."

"There will never be such a day." Hatred flashed in Meng Ling's eyes.

Ye Xiaoqiang's face twitched, he didn't understand why such a weak woman had such stubbornness and disobedience.

In such a humid place, with such an injury, it may be life-threatening.

"Come here, pour a bowl of wound medicine."

After a while, a maid timidly poured out a bowl of dark soup with a pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Drink her down."

"No." Mengling said coldly.

Ye Xiaoqiang picked up the bowl of bitter concoction, pinched Mengling's chin tightly, and poured it down hard.Although she was still breathing weakly, she still spat out the concoction.But he still didn't give up, and still violently poured it into her mouth.

Mengling drank a little and spit out the rest.

Mengling wanted to die.

"God, hurry up, there are assassins." A young eunuch rushed in and shouted.

(End of this chapter)