Forced to marry as a concubine: the prince is too presumptuous

Chapter 120
Yan Mo was stunned, "You...what did you say?"

"Hehe, isn't Wan'er right? Yan Mo, I saw it with my own eyes in that remote room in Chaofeng Palace. Yan Mo, you are so cheap, you steal a wife, and I am not your woman at all. I never thought about marrying you, it was because you forced me to follow you, Yan Mo, to want a woman is to be willing, not..." Said the last few words fiercely, She raised her hand quickly, and slapped Yan Mo's face fiercely with a clear slap. This slap made his blood-red eyes even more red.

He raised his hand, and slowly lowered it, this slap made the corners of his lips overflow with blood, dripping gently, like a plum blossom.

Everything she said seemed to be right, and he looked like a flower prince when he thought about it carefully, but he really didn't expect that the slight noise outside the window that night was made by her, and he looked at her coldly for a long time before saying: " Lan Ximo, it turned out to be you, you already knew that Wan'er and I..."

"Yes, I knew a long time ago that you have so many women, but you still want to steal the current empress, Yan Mo. In fact, you are the one who should be soaked in a pig cage, not me." Pointing to his face, She became more and more angry, she would rather stay in this yard and this room for the rest of her life without getting married than follow Yan Mo.

If he fights it out, he can do whatever he likes, anyway, say everything, and die at worst.

With the child gone, she really has nothing to worry about, but it's a pity that she still doesn't know who her biological mother is.

There are many pasts that cannot be erased by him pampering her for a day or two. Those will be in her memory for a lifetime, will live with her life, and will pass away with her death.

Yan Mo's face turned livid, and his clenched fists creaked. If he swung his fist at this time, Xi Mo knew that she was either dead or injured.

I don't know if she used Yan Kang to attack Yan Mo, or Yan Kang used her to attack Yan Mo, but everything is irrelevant, Yan Mo, he is really angry.

"Yan Mo, or, you fell in love with me, didn't you? So, are you jealous?" The desperate thing is to arouse his anger, she is really not afraid of anything, he really looks like It's because of jealousy, otherwise, she wouldn't be so angry that her eyes would turn red and her face would turn green.

Yan Mo was shocked by this last word, as if it had hit his heart, "Lan Ximo, stop dreaming, I will never fall in love with you, never will, don't think that Yan Kang will fall in love with you." Help you, he won't, hahaha, as long as I don't let go, he won't get you, Lan Ximo, you will never try to run away from me in this lifetime, I want to imprint my mark on you."

Maybe it was extreme anger, maybe it was extreme anger, his blood-red eyes were fixed on her body, one hand was clasped around her waist to make her unable to move, and the other hand just started wildly like that tearing her clothes.

"Chi la... Chi la..."

He tore so carelessly and did whatever he wanted, Ximo didn't resist at all, she knew better than anyone else that it was useless for her to resist, her clear eyes looked into his eyes, and there was still a smile on her face, he gave She is really used to everything about her, she has been used to everything since the first night, "Yan Mo, besides being so rude to me, in fact, you can't do anything, haha, I just treat you like a pig taking possession of my body."

The hand that landed on the woman trembled violently, and immediately, Yan Mo ruthlessly crushed her body on the floor, her lower body was in pain, while on his body, all the wounds opened instantly, blood poured out. , but couldn't stop all the offensives, one wave was stronger than the other...

Lying quietly on the floor, even though there is still a warm stove burning in the room, the floor is the floor. When she put it on her body, a cold air flow began to spread from her body up to her whole body. Body.

Her hair was poured like ink on the marble floor, and her skin was shining against the smooth ground, he...

Bright red blood kept dripping from his wound, falling on her body, turning into enchanting plum blossoms one after another. If it was said that Yan Mo used to want her to die every time, but at this moment, All he has left is possession.

Looking at him, she just wanted to laugh, "Ah Mo, look, you want me, a bitch, again."

Her words made him cast cold eyes on her face, as if saying: Lan Ximo, you deserve to die.

Hehe, she wanted to die a long time ago, but he refused to let her die.

The colder he was, the more she thought of Yan Kang. In fact, if she went to Lingyin Nunnery, if she entered the palace, then she could be reborn.

It's a pity that Yan Mo said that he would not let her go, and as long as he didn't let her go, Yan Kang would not dare to take her, maybe Yan Kang really had something in Yan Mo's hands, thinking about these things in a disordered way No, her heart became more and more confused.

As if stimulated by her words, Yan Mo ended everything in two or three strokes.

"Okay, you can get up now." Thinking it was over, he should get up too, she wanted to sit up, and then let that thing flow out of her body naturally, the more he wanted her to conceive his child, The more she doesn't want to conceive, as long as she can't conceive, then, she can never worry about anything.

Because of the pills he fed her, she also became suspicious of the safflower tea, for fear of falling into his hands again.

How can he...

Gritting her teeth and holding her breath, she really couldn't go crazy with his movements anymore, such Lan Ximo made her even despise herself.

All of a sudden, the man's hand twisted heavily on her buttocks unexpectedly.

It hurts, it hurts, but after the pain, it is strangely comfortable and wanting.

Is he the devil?
"Bitch... Lan Ximo, you are really cheap, even cheaper than your mother." He said in a icy voice as if letting Yan Kang kiss her before taking revenge on her.

"Who is my mother?" subconsciously asked, she couldn't help but immerse herself in the physical sensory stimulation he gave her, but Ke Xin wanted to know who her real mother was.

"The top card in Fengchenju, Lan Ximo, is your mother."

Fengchenju, these three words shot into Ximo's heart like an arrow, mother is Fengchenju's number one card, "What about my father?" I can't tell whether what Yan Mo said is correct, but she is want to know.

"You don't deserve to know." He said coldly, his hands continued to move, "Look, you really like me treating you like this, Lan Ximo, you can't live without a man, but your man It can only be me, and only I can play with your body like this, Yan Kang, he can't." He said every word ruthlessly, and every word made Ximo almost collapse, but in his Lost in desire during teasing and unable to wake up.

"My mother is Fengchenju's number one..." She said softly, her eyes fell on Yan Mo's face, her fingers touched his cheek, "My mother is really Fengchenju's number one..."

"Yes." After she finished speaking firmly, she let her sweat lightly in his sight.

Her mother was Fengchenju's top card in the past...

Mother, who is it?
She is not cheap, she is not cheap.

According to the book, that is a normal reaction that a normal woman would have, so she gave birth to a child in October.

He is torturing her, no, she can't be swayed by his words, don't be sad, don't be ashamed.

Sadly and vaguely thinking about this in her dream, she woke up after only sleeping for a while.

The quilt covering his head was so heavy and heavy, and he didn't want to see the light, not at all.

He should have left, he was covered in blood, his wound was stretched open, but he didn't ask her to bandage him, and she didn't ask to bandage him, every word he said hurt her self-esteem.

Yankang, Yankang, she suddenly misses Yankang.

At least, he won't hurt her.

"Miss, let's take a bath. After bathing, eat something and sleep well. It must be a sunny day when you wake up tomorrow."

Zhixia's voice came over so lightly, and that voice lured her to slowly lift the quilt a little bit. Only she and Zhixia stayed the longest in this room. If there is her, there will be Zhixia, and if there is Zhixia, there will be She, therefore, hearing Zhixia's voice made her so happy and kind, as if she had returned to the time when she was still at her daughter's house, how wonderful it was then.

But now, all the good things are gone forever.

I can never go back to the past.

Zhixia's face became clear little by little, and the concerned eyes made her warm. The room was filled with water vapor at some point, and the water vapor tempted her to wash her body clean. Yes, she wanted to wash clean. She wanted no trace of Yanmo inside or outside her body, hated his hands, hated his lips, hated all the humiliation he gave her, Yanmo, she really hated him.

"Zhixia, you go out, you go out." But suddenly, she suddenly remembered that Zhixia seemed to belong to Yanmo, and all the feelings of distrust attacked her heart overwhelmingly. She didn't want Zhixia to see her Embarrassment, her embarrassment can only be licked by her secretly hiding in the dark world alone.

"Miss, let me help you take a bath."

"No, I want to take a bath alone, Zhixia, you get out, get out quickly." She stretched out her hand to push Zhixia, only to find the bruises and blood stains on her arms, the bruises were made by Yan Mo, and the blood stains were Yan Mo The blood flowed from the wound on Mo's body, but such an arm made people even more imaginative, and she quickly retracted it under the quilt, and then looked at Zhixia in fear, for fear that Zhixia knew more.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? What are you afraid of? Miss, the prince specifically asked me to take a good bath for you. He said that you were exhausted, that you..."

Ah, what are these words?

Why does Zhi Xia seem to be so gentle when talking about Yan Mo?

(End of this chapter)