Rebirth of the Alien Crown Princess

Without waiting for Fu Ronghui to react, the man next to her immediately covered her, and her strong arm easily restrained her. Summer dress is thin, by the man so strong tear, Yi of a voice became two half.

As soon as the man raised his hand, the cloth tied to Fu Ronghui's mouth was thrown into the carriage.

Fu Ronghui gasped, and a sharper cry for help came out from her mouth. Her face was full of tears, and the frightened expression on her pretty face made her look very pitiful. She tried her best to kick the man on her body, but her hands were tied, which had no effect at all. The man around her got impatient and felt a pill from his waist. When she opened her mouth and screamed, it was put into her mouth. Fu Ronghui stopped crying immediately and was about to spit it out. As soon as the man squeezed her chin and patted hard, the pill rolled down her throat and into her stomach.

A sweet greasy rush into the nose, Fu Ronghui feel wrong, she vaguely know what it is, immediately struggle harder, faster.

"Let's move, let's work hard. It's quicker." The man who covered her moved away and said with a cold smile: "I don't like to use strong, strong is meaningless. The stupidest thing in the world is forced by force. It can be solved by medicine. It has to be so boring. "

As soon as Fu Ronghui heard this, she did not dare to move. Not only did she dare not move, but she had to suppress herself. Never move her love.

But the more so, hidden in the depths of my heart, the more quickly the beautiful.

Last spring, when she was enjoying the lake with some young ladies beside Jinghu, the boat went deep into the lotus and suddenly came a fluting. She looked sideways. There was a boat deep in the lotus. A man in white was leaning against the side of the boat. He played the flute attentively, with a flying look and a handsome face. The smile on the corner of his mouth was more intoxicating than the spring breeze.

At a glance, the feeling has been mottled ever since.

She quietly inquired from all kinds of channels around her, but there was no news about this person until she was with the lady in Liuguo mansion once, and then she knew that this person was Wei Mingzheng, the eleventh prince!

Wei Mingzheng was not in the government or the public, and he was not often in Kyoto, so few people knew him. Since she knew it, she had only a lot of admiration in her heart. She has no ambition like Fu Rongqin. For her, it's best to have power. If she doesn't have it, it's nothing - of course, as long as the other party is not a civilian.

How many silent nights, she can't help touching her face in the mirror, imagining that if these hands were Wei Mingzheng's! If only I could be with him at night like that!

How she longed for the embrace of Wei Mingzheng!

She gradually felt the blood all over her body boiling up, so hot that she just wanted to take off her clothes. An inexplicable desire spread to all parts and let her heart burn. Her eyes were filled with mist, her cheeks were flushed, her lips were slightly opened, and a graceful groan came out from her lips and teeth

"You don't have to blame us. If you want to, blame your mother." Taking advantage of her last sense, the man vomited out the poisoned words one by one: "your father said that you are the seed of your mother and Fu Yue. He has raised you for more than ten years. He doesn't ask you for repayment. It's cheap to sell you. As for where to sell... Ha ha... "

The man didn't say the rest, because Fu Ronghui's mind had been confused by the burning desire, and he took the initiative to join him.

I don't know when the carriage stopped, several men in the car burst into a burst of laughter, men's clothes gradually retreated, everything has no way back.

Two hours later, the rickety carriage finally settled down. The driver came out of the wide carriage first, and laughed and scolded: "no wonder zhongsuhou wants to sell her. There are still some ways to play."

"If you know you want to sell it, don't think about it any more." The man with a cold face seems to be the leader of all people, and the smile at the corner of his mouth is not warm: "besides, it's the Houfu who comes out after all, and there are still some rules. If it's not for my spring breeze and jade dew, how can it be so smooth! Stop talking nonsense and hurry up. Yanzhou is still waiting for the goods! "

"That's the first business we've ever had." The driver shook his head and said with a smile, "zhongsuhou is not afraid that we have revealed his secret."

"What do you know?" The leader sneered: "how can a person who can be a marquis have no back hand?"

As he spoke, he looked back at the prosperous imperial capital, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became more indifferent. Yes, how could that man's city be comparable to that of ordinary people? If not, how could the master toil all his life?

The carriage continued to start again and went to Yanzhou, southwest of Kyoto.

When Fu Ronghui woke up, it was already night. These people didn't mean to stop for the night at all. She was in a trance for a moment when she listened to the rutting. But soon, she was completely awake. The shackles of her hands had already been loosened. She sat up straight up, her clothes slipped from her shoulders, showing the red marks on her white and greasy shoulders. She only felt weak all over, and the pain between her legs was unbearable. As soon as she sniffed, the carriage was full of the ambiguous smell of love.

Fu Ronghui widened her eyes and finally realized what had happened. She nearly fainted after turning her eyes.

But after all, she didn't pass out. She collapsed in the car and suddenly remembered how all this happened... She was given a pill and mistily regarded these people as Wei Mingzheng. She took the initiative to ask for love!

Fu Ronghui's eyes burst out with a strong hatred, suddenly turned back and focused on the culprit in front of her.

However, the head's eyes swept her coldly, and his tone was indifferent: "it's no use taking people's money and eliminating disasters, you hate us. If I were you, I would not even have the face to die. Dead also just stick illegitimate son's name, to the hell hall, even the ghost despise you. It's better to live than to die. Alive, there is always a chance to seek revenge again! "

Illegitimate child

These three words fell into the ear, immediately aroused the previous chief said.

He said, she is the seed of mother and Fu Yue. Father wants to sell her, where to sell her... It's not a good place!

Why? Why on earth is this?

Overnight, Fu Ronghui's world completely collapsed. She couldn't imagine how her beloved mother could do such a thing. She couldn't understand why she was such an identity, and how could Fu Yue, who aimed at herself, be her own father? Mother's deception, Fu Xingjian's unfeeling, and Fu Rongqin's indifference all become so profound at this moment, completely surpassing Fu Rongyue, who she hates most. At least, compared with these people, she didn't give any trust, closeness and care to Fu Rongyue!

Fu Ronghui tried to open her eyes wide. In that moment, she had only one thought: if Fu Rongqin was a bastard, would Fu Xingjian abandon her as harshly as he abandoned himself?

She knows the answer.

Fu Ronghui crawled in the carriage and slowly clenched her hands in front of her. She gritted her teeth and looked at the dark red carpet in front of her, her eyes suddenly filled with a trace of lethality. The violent ups and downs of the chest, but finally only return to calm.

No one knows what kind of struggle Fu Ronghui made in her heart at this moment. After about a bar of incense, she slowly sat up straight, put on the messy clothes on the ground, and quietly shrank into the corner of the carriage, holding her knees and motionless. It took the carriage three days to arrive in Yanzhou. After stopping at a luxurious flower house, Fu Ronghui straightened her clothes, took care of her hair, walked out of the carriage with dignity, and walked into the flower house without looking back

Fu Rongyue got the exact news that in the afternoon of the day when Fu Ronghui was abducted, lvluo investigated the whereabouts of Fu Ronghui and those secret people, and gave Fu Rongyue a full report.

"Miss, I can't understand this move. Since I don't want to keep it, why don't I kill it directly?" Lvluo looks surprised.

"That's what makes him hot." Fu Rongyue tapped on the table and said something startling: "he hated the betrayal of Bai Shi and Fu Yue, but Fu Yue was dead, and this hatred could only fall on Fu Ronghui and Bai Shi. You just watch. The whereabouts of Fu Ronghui's disappearance will soon spread all over the imperial capital, and Bai will get news. Over the years, it is clear that Fu Rongqin is Bai's favorite child, but now think about it carefully, it seems that Bai has always been very tolerant of Fu Ronghui. He is so tolerant that he only leaves the heavy burden of prosperity to Fu Rongqin, and only hopes that Fu Ronghui can find a satisfactory person to marry in the future. Fu Ronghui is Bai's beloved child. Without Bai's family, the glory brought by Fu Rongqin can no longer be shared, and Fu Ronghui is her real life. Think about it. As long as Bai knows that Fu Ronghui has been captured by thieves, how can he not be sad, desperate or crazy? "

After listening to the silence for a moment, lvluo finally found the right words: "born in this world, I'm afraid it's Fu Ronghui's misfortune, right?"

At the same time that lvluo said these words, the whole city of Kyoto was boiling.

For no other reason, Fu Xingjian, Marquis of Zhongsu, with his frightened slaves, went to jingzhaoyin's mansion and asked the Yamen officers to send out to find his beloved daughter who had been plundered!

When Jing Zhaoyin arrived at Fu Jiazu's grave, the scene was in a mess. Fu Sanye was lying dead on the spot, and a case was immediately filed.

However, the secret technique is so clever that we can't even find a horseshoe mark on the scene, let alone a practical clue. Jing Zhaoyin's mansion was busy under such pressure, and finally came to the conclusion that she was missing. From then on, the third lady of zhongsuhou's mansion only lived in people's spare time chatting!

However, even if it's small talk, it won't last long. What Kyoto has never lacked is talks. Soon, new talks will come out, diluting this strange storm.