Handsome Prince, Come to my Embrace

Deep in the night, the side courtyard finally quieted down in the twilight.

In the serene and quiet Phoenix-resting Chamber, the original desolation grew even more lonely in the midst of the gloom. The vast and endless night sky, as far as the eye could see, had no edges, no beginning, and no end.

In his dream, three thousand flowers had fallen. He could only lament at the fact that things had changed. Those sorrowful feelings in the drunk Yang Yin only wished that they had never come here before.

The trees in the courtyard quietly stood there like guardians. They stood in this deserted courtyard, and what they were guarding was not the women that lived here, but the desolation of this place.

This was because all things were ruthless.

"Wang..." "My lord." Seeing the person that appeared at the door, Ah Yu hurriedly forced Zhuo Jin, who was at the side, to kneel.

White jade held Quicksand's black hair, its slender hair drifting in disarray as it caressed his enchanting face. His carved facial features were exquisite, and his enchanting eyes revealed a chilliness that would cause others to avoid him.

He stood upright, with his hands behind his back. The long robe he was wearing made him look like an iceberg, emitting a white chill that made people's hair stand on end.

"Get out." His lips did not move, but his voice was extremely cold. His pair of dark eyes also landed on the woman's body.

Ah Yu and Zhuo Jin were still kneeling there, unwilling to get up. Regardless of whether the child in Situ Jingyu's stomach was still there or not, Leng Shaoyu would still investigate this matter.

"It's fine. Go out."

Only when they heard the lady's bland voice did Ah Yu and Zhuo Jin unwillingly withdraw.

The door was closed from the outside.

She stitched the silk handkerchief in her hand, the fine needle and thread passed through the muslin fabric, leaving behind a beautiful carved flower.

"I knew you would come, and I've been waiting for you for a long time." Luo Shang put down the round scale in her hands, and slowly raised her head, looking at the man in front of him.

Although he did not speak, and even his cold face did not reveal much of an expression, it was precisely at this moment that he showed an unyielding attitude, hiding an even more frightening coldness.

The pace of her black boots was extremely urgent, yet she calmly sat beside her.

What he couldn't feel was the tepid and tepid accumulation of fire. His voice was almost flat as he said, "Her child didn't survive."

's eyes flashed with a frail feeling. From the moment she saw the fresh, red blood flow, she already knew that Situ Jingyu's child would not be kept alive.

She only felt heartache for that unborn life, and felt even more pity for that pitiful woman.

With reddened eyes, she forced a smile and said calmly, "So?"

Leng Shaoyu slowly turned his head towards the woman. His sharp eyebrows was overbearing and he had a masculine look, knitting his internal struggles together. The deep eyes contained too many emotions to be understood and understood.

He only looked at her silently for a while before saying in a slow voice, "Luo Shang, it was you who caused the death of this king's child."

Even her words had hollowed out his heart, in fact, Luo Shang had never seen the man in front of her have such a decadent side to him. In her heart, Leng Shaoyu was extremely domineering and decisive, no matter what happens, it would make people unable to breathe.

However, at this moment, he was like an ordinary commoner, and there was something he couldn't decide on.

Swallowing her tears, Luo Shang looked into his deep eyes, looked into the thousand year old ice seal, and bit her lips as she softly uttered. Then … How does Prince Jin plan to deal with me? "

The man sat in silence, dejected. What should he do with this woman? What should he do with her?

He slowly stood up, the intense pressure pressing down on Luo Shang, her fingers hooked onto her lower jaw, and slightly increased her strength.

"What do you think This King should do?" His voice was mixed with a lot of sadness, but it was no longer full of anger.

Luo Shang felt that she probably really cared about that child's loss.

His haughty eyes were filled with mist as he looked at Chen Changsheng and spat, "Kill me."

The man tightly furrowed his brows. His perfect face was twitching, and his expression was gloomy and cold. Upon hearing her words, he suddenly burst into laughter.

The hand that was squeezing her lower jaw rose again as she said in a soft and cold voice, "How can This King let you die so easily?"

He had only come here to find an explanation. It seemed that he really didn't need to listen to her explanation.

Luo Shang looked at him with her gentle and beautiful eyes, like an autumn wave rippling with sorrow that could not be let go for a long time, sadness and happiness filled her heart. I killed your child, Prince Jin should not have let me die so quickly, what do you plan to do? "As you wish."

He was certain that she was the culprit and she didn't want to explain. This day would come sooner or later, but it was a step ahead of what she had expected.

From the moment she knew that Situ Jingyu was pregnant, at that moment, it was as if she was struck by lightning.

"Since when have you become so cruel and merciless …" A deep, soft roar sounded in her ears.

The anger in the man's eyes was replaced with disappointment. That ruthless and merciless voice, that gaze, made Luo Shang to bitterly smile and close his eyes.

Just what kind of woman are you? Are you a woman who dares to love, hate, and be arrogant? Or are you a kind-hearted and kind-hearted woman …

Since when have you become so cruel and merciless …

"From the beginning, I was a vicious woman. If Prince Jin had known this earlier, your child wouldn't have died. It was you who insisted on keeping a venomous woman by your side. It was me who harmed your child, but it was also you. " She giggled foolishly, her eyelashes stained with wet droplets of water.

"Pa ~ ~ ~"

After a long sound fell to the ground, the clear and crisp palm vibrated causing Luo Shang's head to buzz. On the right side of her face, a fiery imprint was imprinted.

He couldn't remember how many times he had hit himself.

She bit her lip, blood trickling from the corners of her mouth. Her face, buried in her disheveled hair, slowly turned back, her pale eyes staring at him.

She pursed her pale lips and opened her eyes wide. Unknowingly, tears began to flow from her eyes.

Leng Shaoyu's tall body pressed down against her, and resisted her against the chair. He sneered, and his eyes were half-bent. Do you think I really can't bear to kill you? Where did your self-confidence come from to dare to speak like that? Luo Shang, listen up, this king will not let you go, I want you to repay my child's life. "

He forcefully pulled away from her soft body. The strength in his hands was rough and cruel. He firmly grabbed onto her wrist, not allowing her to struggle.

Luo Shang didn't struggle at all, allowing the man to support her on the chair, raising her legs, showing a petty and low posture.

Without any foreplay, without even a kiss, he mercilessly stripped her of all her clothes and began to rob her again and again.

Sweat trickled down her back, and she lay on the corner of the table in humiliation. The corner of the table cut her skin, and she bit her lips without making a sound.

Endure it for a bit, endure it for a bit longer, Luo Shang told herself over and over again.

However, the brutality of the man's rain tore her body and ravaged her heart. He could always bring her despair.

After venting, Leng Shaoyu wrapped his arms around her waist. His broad chest pressed tightly against her perspiring skin as he breathed in deeply from behind.

"Luo Shang, you better remember this. What you owe me are two lives." Even if she wasn't a person from the Luo Family, even if she was a treasure trove that belonged to his child, he would still put all of this down to her.

Because only then would he have a reason not to let her go.

Another round of painful torture …

He carried the exhausted and dispirited woman onto the bed, but Luo Shang foolishly raised her head and smiled at him.

Leng Shaoyu turned his face to the side as he felt the moist mucus stuck to his arm. His ice-cold eyes instantly became even gloomier and his entire face was completely devoured by the cold air.

His big palm tore apart the golden silk curtain, and with his arm pressing down on the struggling woman, he forcefully fastened her wrist, stopping her bleeding wound.

It was unknown when she actually cut her wrist. She wanted to die, but it wouldn't be that easy.

"His pale face looked at him with hatred." I owe you two lives, why don't you let me die? You want to torture me, make me live in despair, and live in a life worse than death, don't you? Leng Shaoyu, you said that I owe you, but what do you owe me? "You owe me, how are you going to repay me …"

The hysterical voice was so weak, yet it was yelled out in such despair.

"The man paused for a moment as he stared at her sinisterly." What does This King owe you? "

"Luo Shang's heart."

She had given her heart to him, which was why she hurt herself so completely. Countless times she had thought of escaping, but it was only because she was reluctant to part with him that she hesitated.

Just what did she love about him? How could she fall in love with such a terrifying person?

Leng Shaoyu frowned, he was at a loss, with his gloomy face and cold eyes, as if he had heard wrongly. What did you say? "

The woman below him was naked, and her beauty was such that it looked like she had been hurt to the point of being broken. She looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"You didn't mishear me. What you owe me is my heart."

"The man suddenly laughed coldly and spoke sarcastically. What is your heart worth? "

If she really did love him, how could she not be moved by his concubine? How could she go back on her words again and again and reject him for a thousand miles?

That day, she had said that she didn't love him. He still remembered her eyes that were filled with determination.

If she really loved him, why would she harm his child? Even if he hated her even more, he wouldn't be able to kill an innocent child.

Did she love him that much?

"Leng Shaoyu, you gave me everything but nothing. But I have only one heart, and I gave it all to you. My love is so lowly, so lowly that you can be so dismissive. "

"She smiled foolishly." I have never regretted meeting you in this life. Lovely to you, I really hate myself. "You hurt me time and time again. I know that I'm just her substitute, but I still can't let go of you. I personally saw you marry another woman, but I can't do anything about it."

"You never believed me, and you never wanted to listen to my explanation. I don't care if you believe me or not, I never thought of harming your child. "I hate you, I hate you, but I really don't want to harm someone who will live in this world for the rest of their lives."

Her eyes were filled with tears. Her eyes had long since become blurry and her wet eyelashes looked pitiful. She was also so weak.

Leng Shaoyu was speechless, his entire body was burning hot and his expression was extremely ugly. You said that you love This King? "

"Love you …" "This is what happens when I love you …" She laughed at herself, but cried in despair.

The next moment, the hot kiss had already fallen. He kissed her so hard that the world went dark. He didn't even give her a chance to breathe. He was asking for her so-called love without any desire at all.