Banjiang Misty Rain

When Yuan Huan entered the inner hall, the imperial doctor had finished his pulse. She couldn't hide her nervousness, and asked: "How is the princess?"

The medical officer leaned over and reported: "Princess Princess is still a little weak after her miscarriage, and needs to be recuperated."

"The one next to it is gone?"

The medical officer shook his head: "Everything is fine."

Yuan Huan looked at Zhuge Qian closely, and asked doubtfully, "Is there really nothing wrong with it?"

Zhuge Qian restrained himself in front of the concubine Xian, lowered his head and did not look at her, and said calmly: "King Rui is too worried."

Yuan Huan frowned even tighter, and asked: "You suddenly turned pale in the hall just now, if it's not because you're not feeling well, why is it that you're in pain?"

She cared about her very much and never let anything go wrong.

Zhuge Qian remained silent.

Concubine Xian opened her mouth to break the siege and said, "Huan'er, she knows best if the Crown Princess is not feeling well."

Yuan Huan didn't listen, and suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Zhuge Qian's wrist, and lifted her up: "You and I go to the inner bed."

The prince must have done something to her, definitely!

After all, he dragged her to lie down.

Zhuge Qian couldn't resist her stubbornness, so he followed her a few steps, suddenly his feet trembled, his body sank, and he regained his footing.

Yuan Huan narrowed his eyes, something was wrong with her!

So she hugged Zhuge Qian in her arms, regardless of how surprised the people behind her were, she didn't care at all!

Concubine Xian said sternly to the medical officer and Gong'e beside her: "You should know what you shouldn't talk about."

The medical officer and Gong'e panicked, quickly lowered their heads, closed their eyes, and covered their ears.

Indicates neither seeing nor hearing.

How dare they talk about this matter, don't they think they don't live long enough?

As soon as Zhuge Qian was placed on the mahogany couch lying inside, Yuan Huan untied her belt.

She stopped, lowered her voice, and reprimanded: "Ah Huan, you are so rude, I am the princess..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Huan pressed down on her body annoyed, and kissed her bright red lips like a tiger or leopard out of a cage.

This lip, this lip.

Fresh taste as always.

Lax defense as always.

After a while, he was attacked by Yuan Huan's clever tongue.

Zhuge Qian was like a young animal being preyed upon by a ferocious beast.

Her kisses, her kisses.

Gentle yet domineering as always.

Unsatisfied as always.

But at this time, is it the time for them to be presumptuous?

Zhuge Qian tried his best to turn his head away, struggling to gain a chance to catch his breath, and hurriedly said in a low voice: "Ah Huan, don't, don't be foolish."

Yuan Huan's eyes lit up, he bit her chin, and said unwillingly: "Back then, I should have destroyed you first, I would rather bear the stigma of uncleanness on your back, and be ashamed of your Zhuge clan, than suffer now .”

As she spoke, she pulled the belt around the woman's waist, neatly wrapped it around Zhuge Qian's wrists a few times, and tied her hands.

"Ah Huan, you're crazy!" Zhuge Qian couldn't believe that she would act like this tonight.

Yuan Huan followed like a demon, regardless of her struggle, quickly tore off the skirt of her body, and stripped her naked in two or three strokes.

"Come here!" Yuan Huan suddenly yelled out of control, and added: "Hold the lamp!"

The palace man covering his ears heard her order, hesitated for a while, and looked at Concubine Xian.

Seeing Concubine Xian nodded slightly in agreement, the palace servants lit a tall candle and cautiously entered the inner bed.

I can't see that ambiguous scene, I can't see it!

The palace man was very afraid of death, and also afraid that his eyes would be gouged out, so he approached the two entangled on the couch with his head down all the way.

Yuan Huan got up, grabbed the tall candle, and took a light on Zhuge Qian.

The dim light shines on the beautiful body of the woman, casting a layer of seductive golden light on the white skin.

"You...you..." Yuan Huan's elegant voice became serious, and he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

What are those on her body?

What is it!

That little bit, a series of bruises.

Red is red, purple is purple, blue is blue.

There are new ones and there are old ones.

The new replaces the old, and the old is called new.

It's all hidden in the bright and colorful clothes that are out of sight.

"Yuan Cheng!!" Yuan Huan roared hoarsely, tears burst out of his eyes.

Misty red eyes.

Brutal beast!

brute!

How could she hurt her beloved woman so much.

How could it be so ruthless!

Zhuge Qian was originally calm, originally indifferent, she knew that Yuan Huan would find out sooner or later, sooner or later he would find out.

However, when he saw that gentle and elegant face, he suddenly collapsed, became ferocious, and became mad.

Her heart twitched again and again.

Her tears welled up uncontrollably.

Concubine Xian trembled with fright at Yuan Huan's voice, and hurried into the inner bed to see what was going on.

When she finally saw the bruises all over Zhuge Qian's body, Yuan Huan ran out of the bedroom angrily.

Full of anger, monstrous anger.

The turbulence and the inside of the body cavity burned through all the limbs and bones, and slices of flesh and blood were torn away, leaving only a pile of rotten bones.

Zhuge Hong bumped into her head-on, seeing her red eyes and murderous intent, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and saw her back walking further and further away.

What was left to her was always just an indifferent back.

Yuan Huan rushed into the main hall, and the annual banquet had just ended, and the palace people were removing the remnants.

When she caught a palace maid, she waved her sleeves angrily, and sent all the wooden trays and even the jade dishes held by the palace maid flying out.

There was a crash, and it fell to the ground and shattered.

Everyone in the hall was already intoxicated, but they were frightened out of their wits by the shocking breaking sound, and they all woke up at once.

All eyes were on her alone.

Yuan Huan yelled back at the palace man: "Why are you walking, didn't you see this king coming?"

The palace man trembled in fright, his face turned pale, and he knelt down begging for mercy.

Yuan Huan said impatiently: "Clean up quickly and get out."

The palace man didn't punish him, so he hurriedly nodded in response and cleaned up the debris.

Everyone could see that she was angry on purpose, and deliberately found a step for her to step down, but everyone had never seen her get angry like this, and they also noticed that her eyes were very red, as if she had just cried.

What happened in the Inner Temple?