Pretty Her

To this day, the Prince, who was supposed to cook the national funeral as usual, did not appear in the Bao Chao Hall.

Dark clouds and drizzle.

Today is not a good day to travel.

The prince stood under the window with his negative hand.

The rain hit the plantains outside the window, fresh green turned east and west crooked, and the drizzle of silver needles rushed into the hall with the wind. The rain gradually increased, and a little bit blurred. When the prince returned to his senses, his cuffs were already a little wet.

The palace man hurried in and bowed his head and said, "His Royal Highness Kai, there is movement in Jiao Dian."

The prince's face was faint, like a layer of fog, his eyes and eyes were blurred, and he could not see any emotions. The only aggravation was when the words were bitten.

"What's going on?"

Palace man: "The queen and maiden came out from the side door of the palace, and looked hastily."

The Prince's sleeve was a gesture of playing jade fingers, "When did you leave?"

"just now."

The Prince smiled briefly, "She's very brave."

The palace man asked: "His Royal Highness, do you want slaves to stop ..."

Before the words were over, the Prince's voice dropped: "No one is allowed to stop, no one can stop, follow her!"

The palace man was stunned, and said carefully: "The queen and mother have stolen the palace card, and the palace card is there, and the woman can leave the palace at any time."

The Prince turned his back, and his voice remained calm as always: "That palace card was deliberately ordered to be 'lost' in front of her. You go on, keep staring, wait for her to converge with Xin Wang, and then report."

The palace man reminded: "When the queen mother meets the King Xin, if you do nothing, the slave will rush back to tell the news, only to be afraid that the queen mother has already left the house."

Prince Edward: "Get off."

The palace man was scared, did not dare to say more, and quickly retreated.

The high window on the south was swayed by the wind, half-bright and half-dark rays of light shone down, lining the prince's grim face, who was always calm, but couldn't control his emotions at this time. anger.

How dare she?

Gui is a queen who ran away with Wang Ye, and she was crazy!

The temple jumped suddenly, the blood was flowing backwards, the prince almost couldn't stand, holding on to the case, the white jade vase on the case fell down and shattered.

The Prince stood there, unable to return to God for a long time.

As he thought, he wanted to wait for a reply from the palace person, and then go to "catch" depending on his mood.

At this time, I suddenly remembered that in order not to fight the grass and frighten the snake, the remnants of the party established in the palace by the King Xin had not been cleared up. If the King Xin did not pay any price, it might be possible to take her away from the palace.

The premise is that he does not block.

The prince had a short breath.

After a few seconds.

The palace man in Jiaodian went back and forth, saying that the letter had just come out, and it was left by the queen.

The Prince opened it, and it turned out to be her handwriting.

There are only ten words in the letter--

Bastard, I'm gone, and there will be no future.

The crown prince shook.

A letter was torn.

instantly.

The dark shadow flew past the gate of the East Palace.

The palace man in the East Palace was frightened, watching the prince rushing out of the door and plunging into the heavy rain, thinking what happened.

They have never seen the princes as morbid as they are today. There is no such pride and high cold as if they are crazy, and they run forward regardless of their care.

The prince passed by in the wind and rain, without an umbrella, and allowed the heavy rain to fall on himself. His eyes were always staring in a certain direction, and his steps never stopped.

The prince was panting, and his heart was choppy.

At this moment, he had no other thoughts in his mind, but only one thought—

He had to get her back.

Break your leg and imprison for a lifetime.

The sound of wind and rain disappeared, and only his heartbeat and footsteps became faster and faster.

The heavy rain smelt, and a cloud of white mist splashed, and a palace road came to an end.

The guard at the gate was startled, kneeling down and saluting, "His Royal Highness."

The prince was soaked and trembling, "What about her?"

The guard asked confused, "Who is your Highness talking about?"

The prince yelled: "Queen, lonely ask where did your queen go?"

The guard trembled: "No ... I haven't seen the Queen Mother ..."

The people in the Donggong chased him at this time, and a small yellow door kneeled down and said, "Your Highness, just now Dongzhimen came to report. One hour ago, the King Xin took the palace girl out of the palace."

The prince paused.

Xiao Huangmen waved his hand: "The minion met Alang girl at Linghuamen. Alang girl was wearing the queen's dress."

Tiaohu Lishan!

The prince covered his chest, and his throat was so hot that he coughed up blood.

He had counted everything, but he did not count. She actually calculated the plan and used his view of the fire across the mountains to facilitate the leaving.

She ran away!

She ran away with others under his nose!

What she had to do before entering the palace, he didn't care, but after staying with him for so long after entering the palace, she still chose to elope with Xinxin.

For her, is he really nothing?

The prince was angry and anxious. He thundered like a thunder. For the first time in his life, he felt like he had been crushed and torn. The rain falling on his body was not rain, but arrows and hearts.

Everyone knelt in the rain, and no one dared to gasp.

The prince stood there, full of murder, as if he could pull out his sword and cut off everyone in the next second.

His exquisite facial features were slightly distorted by the expression of embarrassment. At this moment, the prince was more trembling than the night.

After a while.

"Have Arang into the prison and torture him severely." The prince wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, and his voice became hoarse with anger: "Pass the order of the solitary, immediately search the city, offer a reward of 10,000 gold, and catch the queen Huaitao."

As wise as he is, he can no longer think normally.

The only order he could give was to get her back.

The prince dragged a heavy step back, and every time she took a step, there was an extra method to hold her.

Then there was the way to punish her.

When he catches her back, he has to let her have a long memory.

He wanted her to remember that when she chose to enter the palace herself, she would never want to escape from the palace again in her life!

The prince's eyes were red, and he walked back to the East Palace step by step, pale and emaciated. His whole body was flooded with rain, and when he stepped over the threshold, he couldn't work hard and almost fell.

The maids help each other in time.

A thin white jade hand with skin-like fat, gently and cleverly came up, his voice soft: "His Royal Highness, watch out for the way under your feet."

The prince was in shape.

He knew the voice.

The prince slowly raised his eyes and looked, a peach beauty face came into view, bright and enchanting, can be like Chunhua.

The beauty tilted her head and looked at him with a smile.

Her bright and clear eyes were full of pride, and she asked sweetly, "His Royal Highness, are you looking for me?"

The prince's heart beat like a thunder, and there was something exploding in his head.

is her.

It's a small thing.

She didn't leave.

The beauty couldn't help it anymore and laughed with her hips on her hips: "Do you think I've run away with someone, look at you like this, hey--"

Before she could finish speaking, she hovered stiffly, and was hugged.

"Let me go, you are all muddy and rainy."

Next second.

She was thrown onto the bed.

The prince came over, and she thought he was going to question her, raised her chin, and wanted to get people out first.

This time, however, he didn't have any nonsense.

Hold her face and kiss directly.

His actions were eager and rude, smashing the city between her lips, like a mad beast, blocking all her retreats, biting and biting, not even letting the air pass to her.

The tiny shrivelling flew from her lips, and there was no pain where he kissed.

The prince pressed on her, crazy, tearing all her clothes.

The more she struggled, the harder he worked.

She was so delicate that she couldn't bear him to knead like this, and after a while she cried out, and the crying was intermittent: "Don't ... I don't ..."

Her tears touched his lips, bitter tears touched the tip of his tongue, something flashed through his mind, and the prince was awake from desire.

After a few seconds of loss, the Jiaoren under him aimed at the opportunity, kicked his feet while he was too late, and even had no time to catch his clothes, and ran straight.

The Prince stunned, and immediately hesitated to catch up.

She was repressed by him.

This time, not on the soft bed, but on the cold white marble floor tiles.

The beauty of Lihua's rainy face was pitiful. When she scolded him, she was flushed with charming two groups, which made it hard to distinguish whether she was scolding someone or coquettishly: "You beast!"

The prince clasped her hands with one hand and raised her head, "You haven't really started to do what the animals should do. What are you anxious for?"

She glared at him for a moment, closed her eyes simply, and said dumbly, "I don't want to see you."

The Prince drew closer, no longer covering her little ears, but re-tasting her lips: "You will open your eyes for mercy."

Without him starting to force, she has reopened, "Why are you doing this to me!"

The moment she spoke, his tongue poked in.

Unlike the turbulent sucking and biting before, this time, he was gentle and patient.

He deliberately hooked her tongue, and every time he ticked, he said, "Ping Gu is your man, because you want to elope with others, because you are not alone."

She listened to the first sentence and was shy first.

He didn't say such things like that.

He admitted for the first time that it was difficult for him to be her.

But the next two sentences, she did not like to listen.

The beauty uses tenderness as the temptation to cater to his kisses, and even seduce him voluntarily. His eyes gradually blurred, and at the moment when he lowered his alertness, she turned against her, turned her, and pressed him to the ground.

The petite little man straddled the prince, and wrapped his neck in indignation: "You're a bastard, I can't kill you."

Her mouth was ruthless, but her hands were not strong, but she was next to his skin and did not push hard.

The prince lay there and stared at her with embarrassment. His eyes were as enthusiastic as he was about to ignite her.

The man's voice was deep and magnetic, and he was very charming. He called her name and loved it as treasure: "Peach."

She wept aggrievedly, "Call me what, you bad guy."

The wind blew into the inner hall, the sound of bead curtains fell, and the light moved. He could see her fragrant body softly.

Her small swollen mouth and the blue and purple kiss marks on her white skin are all his masterpieces.

No wonder she shouted no. He hurt her.

The prince sat up from the ground. She sat on him without moving. He reached out to embrace her and kissed her forehead: "Peach peach, lone peach peach."

He stopped shouting.

Because she is not good.

She is very naughty.

He has never been counted as such, nor has he been so popular that he vomited blood on the spot. The first thing after the storm was willingly bowing his head to admit his mistake.

"It's lonely."

She hit him and hit him. "What's wrong with you, aren't you always right?"

The Crown Prince honestly said, "I was alone."

She wiped away her tears and raised her toes. "What's wrong with you?"

Prince: "You can't help it, you almost hurt you."

Water vapor in her eyes: "This is it?"

Prince: "That's it."

The beauty was excited, and rushed over to pinch his placket, unwilling to spare: "No, you are still wrong!"

The Prince looked up: "What's wrong?"

She bit her lower lip tightly, and her rustling little voice said dumbly, "There are many more mistakes, you have to speak for yourself."

The prince kissed off the tears on her face.

In an instant, he put on the usual high attitude of Chu Jun and hugged people. Going to the couch, he set her down on his lap and sat down.

The Prince's face was serious, and he turned his attention to the issue of fleeing. "You tease the lonely."

She stepped closer, and the voice was soothing after the conspiracy overflowed: "His Royal Highness is so intelligent, how can he be teased?"

The prince pinched.

She lay on him, unconvinced, and continued to say proudly, "Did you look for me in the heavy rain? Are you afraid that I will really go with others?"

He did not answer her.

But she needed his answer.

Huaitao held his face. "Tell me."

The prince faced her eyes, and for a moment, he said, "Yes, I have you in my heart, and I am afraid that you will leave with the King Xin."

She touched his face slowly, with a certain tone: "Chu Xi, you adore me."

Prince: "So what?"

She had a variety of styles in her eyebrows, and reached out and poked at his heart: "I'll make trouble here in the future."

He should reject her and tell her not to go too far.

But he didn't.

She would fight him, he could not resist.

He knew exactly what he was thinking when he saw her at the gate of the East Palace.

Is possession.

It is complete possession.

If it wasn't for her being too weak, I'm afraid he would have broken the last line of defense and wanted her hard.

He is never obsessed with any person or thing, and will not be stumped by anything. Whenever he encounters a problem, he can always soberly and rationally solve it.

But now.

He seemed helpless to her.