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

Chapter 83 Wild
Thin lips landed on her lips, she didn't dodge, but met his lips obediently, just like all his women, but he inadvertently felt that something was wrong, but it was too late to think, Her lilac evoked his tongue and danced together in her mouth, each and every time he was so active, this was the first time Lan Ximo was so active towards him, but it actually aroused all his desires .

Her lotus-like face made him just want to take her as his own, just like making Wan'er his own. Sometimes, cheating is also a kind of happiness, pain and happiness, which will make him pay more attention I have to find a way to take back everything that should belong to me.

Kissing wildly, thinking nothing, not wanting to think about anything, he completely relaxed himself in the tenderness of the woman in front of him, while kissing, he hugged her soft and fragrant body, and then, one step at a time Step by step, he walked to the depths of the layers of curtains, there was a bed there, but he really didn't like that bed, or maybe she didn't like it either.

The memories that bed brought them to each other were too deep, and there was too much bloody smell on that bed.

In the end, he was still weak and didn't put her on that bed, but pulled a quilt and spread it on the ground, and put her on top of the quilt. In autumn, the leaves outside the window were rustled by the wind, like It's like singing an eternal old song, which makes people involuntarily want to indulge in it.

The clothes fell off one by one, and when they fell on the floor, it was like her broken dream. Once it was broken, it was difficult to pick it up again.

The body was a little hot, accompanied by trembling. At that moment, her whole body seemed to have pimples. She really didn't like his touch, not at all.

In this world, a man can have countless women, but why can a woman only have one man?

Yes, there is no fairness in this world.

He was her only man, and also the man she hated the most in her life.

There are thousands of things in one body, but only she can understand the taste of that.

No one knows whose heart, but, looking at each other silently, he suddenly bowed his head and bit her lips again, sucking carefully, from the tip of her nose to the corners of her eyes and then to her earlobes, He bit every inch of his skin, as if he wanted to bite her flesh into his body.

The hot feeling, she and him really haven't been together for a long time.

Everything, just let him go.

"Woo..." Her heart was beating violently, and suddenly, the meaning of fear became stronger. What should she do if she has another child?
"Oh no……"

"What?" There was sweat on her forehead, and her voice made him think that she didn't want him to enter, but at this moment, everything was too difficult to stop.

"No, no baby..." But when she said the word 'baby', she bit her lip suddenly, no, no, no, no, no, no, let him know what she was thinking, she hated him.

Everything, let nature take its course.

She will find a way, find a way not to have his child.

Another punishment, he just came, she knew, she always knew.

It would be great if you could not wake up.

But she knew that when she woke up this time, she would give him the most generous gift, Yan Mo, and she would eat away his heart bit by bit.

But sometimes, he can pretend to be gentle, making people always get lost in the pen and ink paintings he wrote and never wake up again.

But she, as long as she meets him again, she will never fall asleep again, then it doesn't matter whether she wakes up or not.

Burning in her body, he finally lay motionless on her body like a sleeping lion.

But she is not happy at all.

Let him get up, let him put on his clothes, everything is taken for granted from the beginning to the end, she is his woman, everything he just gave her is the imprint he left on her.

Without any cover, she lay quietly in his sight, until he fastened his belt, and then she quietly sat up, "Ah Mo, have a cup of tea before leaving." Guessing that he was about to leave, She smiled and begged, outside the window, Zhixia will be back soon, but who can come in, with Wangfu guarding her and his unstoppable panting and inadvertent crooning, anyone is in danger. dare not come in.

"Okay." He sat down calmly, and it turned out to be different.

She made tea, a pot of tea for him, a pot of tea for hers, when the tea cups were placed on the table, she chuckled and sat down firmly, then lightly picked up the hot tea cups with her fingers, but there was no hot water. Feeling, "Ah Mo, try it, this is a new tea that has only been introduced in the palace, and it is the most fragrant."

Yan Mo quietly picked up the gaiwan, took a small sip, "Good tea."

"Hehe, Ah Mo, my tea tastes better than yours, believe it or not?" She said with a charming smile, her gaze never leaving his face, as if she had infinite love for him.

"Give it to me, let me taste it." Seeing that her lips were about to drop, he reached out and snatched her.

She withdrew her hand, "Ah Mo, this is the tea I brewed myself, and this is the scented tea that we women like to drink. Is it possible that you men also like to drink scented tea?"

Yan Mo's hand just fell down, "Go and sleep, tomorrow will be officially confinement, I'm leaving."

Seeing him get up, Ximo said, "Wait, it won't be too late to leave after I finish drinking this cup of scented tea." After finishing speaking, she drained the scented tea in her hand. The safflower I asked for was only said to be used by a distant relative outside the palace, because there were too many children in the family, with more than a dozen births, and I couldn't bear another one, so I asked him for safflower, not wanting to meet Jinchen. I really gave it to Zhixia.

She drank the entire cup of safflower tea, not a single drop was left.

Her smile was very beautiful, as beautiful as a flower, but Yan Mo was startled suddenly, and then grabbed the teapot in front of her, and when he picked up the lid, he found that half of the teapot was filled with red flowers.

Even more than hot water.

"Lan Ximo, you..."

She smiled and said, totally dismissive of the panic on his expression, but calmly said: "Ah Mo, how nice this is, this way, I don't have to bother you to feed me medicine again, right? Ximo is humble , I really don’t dare to bother the prince anymore.”

When she was talking, the image that kept slipping through her mind was the image of him forcefully putting the bowl of abortion pills into her mouth that night. Thinking about it, it was heartbreaking.

At that moment, she told herself that she would never have another child in her life.

Because that kind of heartache is only known to those who have experienced it.

She had a fresh memory.

It was the worst pain of her life.

Yan Mo was stunned, he asked for her body, he thought she was thinking about it, but at this moment, he understood how deep her stubbornness was.

In fact, she hated him as much as he hated her, the two of them were really even.

Just to retaliate against him for treating her that day, she even did not hesitate to drink safflower tea to completely end her dream of having a child with him.

Yes, she drank.

She really drank it.

If she drank it, she would most likely never conceive a child again in this lifetime.

"Lan Ximo, that person hasn't been found, Lan Ximo, you can't drink..." He rushed forward and gave himself the best reason to stop her, maybe there was still time.

Yan Mo's hand pinched her chin in the blink of an eye, as if he was desperate when he wanted her to drink the medicine, but at this moment, it was just the opposite, he wanted her to spit it out before drinking it. under the safflower tea.

Her lips were already parted, and his fingers reached her throat. He wanted her to spit out everything.

But as soon as his fingers entered, he was kissed lightly by the tip of her tongue, and then bit hard. When he let go, she smiled lightly and said, "My lord, do you still want it? If so, then Ximo will give it to you." ..." She intentionally regarded his finger as a kind of provocation, but ignored his real intention, and began to untie the clothes she had just put on with both hands, so calmly, like a brothel prostitute The dancers in the hall are performing a striptease.

She did it on purpose.

Give him that feeling on purpose.

The white shoulders flashed in Yan Mo's eyes again, he closed his eyes lightly, and then roared, "Lan Ximo, you deserve to die." His hand grabbed her by the throat in an instant, he really didn't expect that , I didn't expect her to have such a reaction.

But that red flower...

It must be Xiang Jinchen, pinching Ximo's neck hard, she didn't dodge or dodge, even without any resistance, she let him pinch, and then closed her eyes enjoying herself.

Her baby is gone, and her heart is gone with that child.

Every year at this time, she will pay homage to the only child in her life, and as long as she is still alive, she will pay homage to her child.

Yan Mo's strength is getting stronger and stronger, seeing Xi Mo's face turn from rosy to white to pale and bloodless, she is going to die, she is really going to die, and her breathing almost stopped.

Without air, she would die.

"My lord, miss, you..." But at this moment, Zhixia rushed in, startled by the scene in front of her, and hurriedly shouted, trying to wake up the two people who were already frantic.

Yan Mo's hand stopped suddenly, and when she let go of Xi Mo's neck tremblingly, she smiled at him while breathing: "Ah Mo, just now, I saw our child, she smiled at me, she said, Mother, she missed me, but you let go of your hand at this moment, Ah Mo, you are so cruel."

After finishing speaking lightly, Yan Mo's face turned livid. Yes, she wanted to remind him all the time that he killed their child with his own hands.

She watched his figure flash out of her room. In the air, there was still the smell after she and him had just been in love before, but it was no longer clear. Everything was fake, because there was nothing left. Nothingness, only the small black earth mound in the desolate corner of Qingxin Pavilion is forever engraved in her memory, no matter how hard it is to erase.

She lived and was tortured by him.

Then she will torture him too.

(End of this chapter)