Love on the bed: the abandoned concubine of the king

Who knows the pain in her heart.

It was Dongliu who was in control of her life. At that time, she was trying to escape, but she didn't know that she had fallen into another trap, which was even more painful.

"I saved you at the beginning." Dong Liu glanced at her, then lowered his head, no longer looking at her sad expression, "You have already sworn that you are paying the debt."

"I don't know how I'm going to pay it back?!"

There seemed to be a glint in Dongliu's eyes, he stood up, and Ning pinched Fu Rong's chin, he seemed to show no pity for her beautiful face.

"Using your body to pay back, how do you feel?" Dong Liu said slowly.

Furong's body shook, and she stared at Dongliu in disbelief, and then she stopped shaking violently. She had expected this day long ago. In the past few years, Dongliu has never treated her badly, nor touched her. For half a cent, on the contrary, she has been protecting her all the time. Many people in Yinyue Palace think that Dongliu has a crush on Furong, but Furong doesn't think so.

If Dongliu really cared about her, she wouldn't be imprisoned like this, and she wouldn't be denied freedom.

She was already unable to guess, and she was already tired, she could not let Dongliu harm her younger brother, no matter what price she had to pay.

She stared at Dongliu closely, her voice choked with sobs: "Body? Will you let me go after I pay?"

Dong Liu's eyes were as deep as a well, and he rarely smiled, even with a hint of sarcasm: "It turns out that the princess of Qingxiao Kingdom, your body is so worthless."

Furong only felt that there were thousands of ants gnawing on her body, and she was almost numb, without any feeling, and then she said softly: "I am no longer a princess, my body is up to you to take."

Dongliu intensified his strength, as if he wanted to crush her jaw. He had never hit Furong with such a heavy hand. Furong really angered him this time. He originally pushed the responsibility to Shaofei. body, but Fu Rong didn't know what to do, and actually contradicted him.

Could it be that he has indulged her for too long, and she dared to be so presumptuous? He is the master here, and she saved her life!

"Wen Yanfu, you really don't know what to do." Dong Liu called her name, which proved that he was really angry.

When Furong heard these three words, it seemed like a lifetime away. The reason why she chose her name as Furong was also because there was a word Fu in her name. She didn't want to forget her origins, but what could she do now.

After a while, Dongliu let her go.

Her whole body was weak, and she fell directly to the ground. It was obviously a hot season, but she felt a burst of coolness, which made it difficult for her to resist.

Dong Liu didn't look at her, and wanted to make a detour to leave, but Fu Rong immediately rushed over, grabbed Dong Liu's clothes, and prevented him from leaving.

"Tell me..." There seemed to be tears in Fu Rong's eyes, arousing pity, "Are you and Yi Mo plotting something?"

Furong knew that she had angered Dongliu, so she went all out.

Dong Liu finally turned his head, frowning and staring at Fu Rong: "It turns out that you are also worried about your younger brother."

"Isn't he planning to stop entangled with the court? Is he going to repeat the same mistakes again? Dongliu, I beg you, I beg you to let him go, don't let him go astray again." Furong begged bitterly, her voice weak , has lost confidence.

She is just a Rong girl with no status, she is not qualified to intercede, but she really doesn't want Wen Yimo to lose her life from now on, Wen Yimo will not know Dongliu's methods, Dong Liu has a longer-term plan than anyone else. Although Yinyue Palace has always kept a low profile, its influence has spread to the two countries. Only people in Yinyue Palace know about this.

"If he doesn't want to, no one can force him, so what can I do to let him go." Dong Liu turned his head, and he couldn't imagine that Furong, who was always upright, would be begging her like this for Wen Yimo.

Furong had already shed tears, since Dongliu really answered in this way, then Dongliu and Wen Yimo had really reached an agreement.

What should she do, how can she make Wen Yimo give up.

"He is your younger brother, so I will naturally help him." Dong Liu continued.

"Excuses! Don't use this to lie to me!" Fu Rong suddenly showed a fierce look, and she held on to Dong Liu's clothes tightly, as if she was unwilling, "You don't have any affection for me, how could you help him?" , you must have something to do!"

When Dong Liu heard this, he squatted down and pulled Fu Rong's hand away. The force made Fu Rong gasp.

"You have been by my side for a few years, and you have figured out my temperament." Dong Liu said softly, "It won't take long for you to recognize Wen Yimo, just wait."

After finishing speaking, Dongliu stood up again and left here directly.

Fu Rong stared blankly at Dong Liu's back, getting farther and farther away, and finally disappeared. She couldn't imagine how her heart hurt, but so what?

These illusions will soon be broken. She has angered Dongliu today, and her days will not be easy in the future, let alone take a step out of Yinyue Palace.

"Mother, mother... what should I do... I can't get over it..."

The only sound left in the empty backyard was Furong's whimpering.

And in the imperial city of Kyoto, it was also very busy, because it was the first birthday of the new emperor Wen Junchi after he ascended the throne, and Wen Junchi had already ordered a banquet to celebrate.

But Su Wan'er disagreed. It was only a year since the death of the first emperor, so how could he open the banquet with such fanfare, but despite the obstruction of Su Wan'er and the court officials, Wen Junchi still insisted on going his own way.

Su Dai is also on the list of banquets, but it is also necessary to prepare a birthday gift, which requires a lot of thought.

On that day, there were constant carriages and sedan chairs passing through the side gate of the imperial city, Wen Yimo and Su Dai were no exception.

As a prince, Wen Yimo was wearing court clothes and a golden crown, and he was also in good spirits. His face was calm, he glanced at Su Dai, and seeing her gloomy expression, he thought she didn't like to come to such a banquet, so he also comforted her : "It's okay, just go and sit."

Su Dai shook her head and forced a smile. Immediately afterwards, the groom on the carriage let out a long sigh and stopped the carriage. Wen Yimo actually got out of the carriage. Afterwards, he stretched out his hand to let Su Dai step on the stirrup, and she Looking up, she saw the majestic palace with red walls and yellow tiles, and her heart trembled slightly.

How many people have desperately fought for this power.

Wen Yimo called her: "Let's go, the banquet is about to start."

Su Dai nodded and quickly followed.

At this time, most of the people had already arrived. In the huge palace, there was a lot of laughter and laughter. Seeing Wen Yimo's arrival, the ministers all saluted.

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