I ran away after being pregnant with the enemy emperor's cub

Blood dripped down the blade of the sword. Lu Zhun wasn't necessarily Chu Chiyan's opponent at his peak, let alone now, so he didn't struggle to die, but just endured silently.

"Your Majesty is not afraid, I... I'm fine." Lu Zhun pulled out a weak smile to comfort Shen Mian.

At this moment, his face was weak and pale, and he didn't know how many girls in Wangcheng should be heartbroken.

Chu Chiyan always had a smile on his face, he pushed the sword in little by little, every time he pushed, Lu Zhun's face turned paler.

Shen Mian didn't know what to do, even though he was wearing a book, he didn't have golden fingers.

But Lu Zhun probably won't die now, but that doesn't mean he can just watch Chu Chiyan torture him like this.

But before he could do anything, his left hand was loosened suddenly, and Lu Zhun closed his eyes and fell down slowly.

He was already exhausted, he was injured earlier, and he wanted to go to the palace to take Shen Mian away, and fought with Liu Qing for a while. Now that he met Chu Chiyan, he couldn't support him physically or mentally.

As soon as he fell down, the little emperor with red eyes hiding behind him was revealed.

Shen Mian felt that she couldn't cry, even though he was quite scared.

He stood there in a daze, pretending to be calm, and looked at Chu Chiyan motionless, his already fair face became even whiter, and the dragon robe didn't fit him very well, as if he had stolen an adult's clothes Children in general.

Chu Chiyan stared at Shen Mian, and raised his eyebrows slightly. He had heard that there was only one seedling in the Dayue Palace, and it was well-raised, but now it seems that it is true.

It is not too much to describe it as powder carved jade.

His face glowed with the luster of white jade. Even though he was pale from fright, he was still exquisite and beautiful. His hair was black and his pupils were big, which made people feel very innocent. A good painter carefully traced it.

The facial features are impeccable.

For a moment, Chu Chiyan's eyes flashed with astonishment. In 27 years, he had never seen such a good-looking person.

Not yet a woman.

His gaze was like a sharp knife, slow and piercing, looking at Shen Mian from top to bottom.

Shen Mian felt uncomfortable all over from being watched, he didn't know what Chu Chiyan was planning, whether to kill or cut or catch, he had to give a word, didn't he?

If you don't hurry up, Lu Zhun will almost die.

"Your Highness." Liu Qing appeared next to Chu Chiyan at some point, and said, "He is the new little emperor of Da Viet."

Chu Chiyan's eyes did not move away: "I know."

Know you haven't done it yet?

Liu Qing didn't dare to say anything, this master's temperament is uncertain, as long as he is unhappy, no matter who it is, it will be a dead end.

Shen Mian hates Liu Qing to death, and also hates Chu Chiyan, who controls his life and death, and probably won't let him have a good time.

But he didn't dare to hit the gun. The tyrant's temper book mentioned it a lot, and he wasn't that stupid yet.

Hmph, anyway, he has scolded Chu Chiyan thousands of times in his heart.

Xu Shi's expression on the little emperor's face changed so wonderfully, Chu Chiyan became a little interested, and raised the sword in his hand to aim at Shen Mian, and as expected, he saw that his eyes were full of fear, and tears slowly filled his eyes.

interesting.

On the surface, Shen Mian is as stable as an old dog, but in reality she is flustered.

Come, come, the tyrant is going to kill him!

Isn't it necessary to take him back to Daqing first?

How to kill directly!

God will kill me!

Shen Mian was afraid, this is a genuine and practical sword, and there is Lu Zhun's blood on it, how painful it will be, he will definitely be tortured to death.

"What are you thinking?" Chu Chiyan asked suddenly.

Why, he is looking for a sense of superiority when he is about to die?

Shen Mian's sudden toughness, he didn't know who gave him the courage, he thought, since no matter what he said was a dead end, then why would he let Chu Chiyan get what he wanted.

"What am I thinking, why should I tell you!"

To die is to die, go all out!

He widened his eyes wide to create momentum for himself, but almost burst into tears, but fortunately he retracted them.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to cry.

Chu Chiyan seemed to smile, but the corners of his mouth were smaller than that of Mona Lisa, so Shen Mian didn't notice it.

He quietly waited for the arrival of his own death, he never thought about running, and he would have to suffer some flesh and blood, forget it.

Chu Chiyan pointed the sword at the tip of his nose, then slowly lowered it against his throat, the cold tip of the sword pressed against his Adam's apple, as long as he exerted a little force, Shen Mian would die.

Shen Mian was so nervous that she didn't dare to swallow her saliva.

Chu Chiyan admired Shen Mian's trembling for a while, then lowered the sword, slid across his chest, and finally stopped at Shen Mian's waist.

This... is this going to be ripped open?

Shen Mian was shocked.

Then there was only a scratch——

Chu Chiyan picked up his belt.

Did he just pick off his belt?

As soon as the belt was broken, the dragon robe fell apart. Chu Chiyan took off Shen Mian's dragon robe with a sword, and then waved it a few times, and the golden dragon robe fell into pieces.

Not even a single piece of clothing was spared, so badly scratched, could it be that he wanted to make himself lingering?

Shen Mian was stunned, if it was Ling Chi, life would be worse than death.

Before he could react, the little emperor, who had taken off his voluminous dragon robe, was only wearing a dark yellow inner garment, revealing his fair neck and wrists, dazzlingly white.

The waist is slender, not as good as a grip.

Without stopping, Chu Chiyan cut off the tie of Shen Mian's underwear with his sword.

Shen Mian was startled, and hurriedly wrapped her clothes.

Chu Chiyan is too scary, this is simply not human.

Lu Zhun's life and death are uncertain now, and he himself will die tragically soon. His tears can't hold back anymore, and burst out of his eyes like a dike. He sits on the ground, sitting next to Lu Zhun, crying and saying: "Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. If you want to kill me, give me a good time, otherwise I, I, a ghost, will never let you go!"

Say the worst things in the most cowardly manner.

The belt was broken and couldn't be fastened, Shen Mian could only grab it with his hands, he was not naked in front of so many people.body habits.

Liu Qing didn't know what Chu Chiyan meant. After all these years, no one had guessed what Chu Chiyan was thinking.

Chu Chiyan walked towards Shen Mian, Shen Mian wanted to run, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back.

"If you didn't run earlier, what's the use of running now?"

Shen Mian's eyes were blurred with tears: "Can't I just struggle to the death?"

"Since we all know that we are dying, why are we still struggling?"

Shen Mian didn't want to tell Chu Chiyan a tongue twister, he was so sad that he cried, "It's none of your business, it's me who struggles, not you, you don't care what I struggle with!"

Chu Chiyan watched him cry quietly, his face turned red from crying.

Chu Chiyan's hands were very hot, and the skin of his sleeping ankle was burning hot.

The whole hall was silent, only the sound of sleeping sobs.

After a while, Chu Chiyan said: "Enough."

He frowned, as if he was a little irritable, as if he was going to wipe someone's neck in the next second, Shen Mian didn't dare to cry anymore, and wiped indiscriminately and stopped.

After crying, the eyes became more watery, and the eyelashes were wet and stuck together.

He silently accused Chu Chiyan with his eyes.

Chu Chiyan touched his face and said, "I'm still obedient."

Chu Chiyan's hand was very hot, Shen Mian couldn't help turning her head to avoid his touch, but just as she made a movement, Chu Chiyan pinched her chin to correct it.

it hurts...

Shen Mian's tears began to gather again.

Chu Chiyan said coldly: "If you want to die, move."

Shen Mian didn't dare to move.

Chu Chiyan was very satisfied, his hands wandered over Shen Mian's cheeks, neck, and Adam's apple, and he didn't know what he was touching.

Shen Mian looked at him from such a close distance, although the protagonist was very good-looking, but he didn't have time to appreciate it, he just thought it was scary and not human at all.

And he was itchy, and couldn't help but said: "I don't have a hidden weapon on me..."

Chu Chiyan looked up at him, the touch of his hands was warm and smooth, which miraculously soothed the annoying heat in his heart, and he said, "Your name is Shen Mian, you are really soft."

Shen Mian: "..."

"If you look like this, if you go to a brothel, you will definitely be the top card."

Shen Mian's eyes widened. Damn, is this still a human being? He actually asked him to pick up the guests!

Chu Chiyan: "I'll give you three choices now."

Shen Mian: "What?"

"One, follow me, go back to Daqing, stay by my side, be my man."

"Second, I'll send you to the military camp as a military prostitute."

It is definitely not acceptable to be a military prostitute, and it is not acceptable to stay with a tyrant.

Shen Mian: "Then... what about the third choice?"

"Third." Chu Chiyan turned Shen Mian's face to the side, looked at the soldier whose head was pierced by the sword just now, leaned close to Shen Mian's ear, and said softly, "It will end up the same as him."

The man died terribly. Shen Mian was blindfolded and didn't see it at first, only to see that the man's head was open, all kinds of unsightly things were mixed together in red, red and white, blood was pumped everywhere, and the air There was a faint smell of blood in the middle.

Chu Chiyan: "How is it?"

The picture was so powerful that Shen Mian didn't bring it up in one breath, her eyes were darkened, and she passed out directly.

With a limp body in his arms, Chu Chiyan was not surprised at all, he picked her up expressionlessly, and returned to Shen Mian's bedroom.