Persian Assassin: Dance of the Prisoners

A small noise alarmed Yulyans.He turned his head, squinted his eyes and walked around, picked up a candle and walked towards us, but his steps were leisurely like strolling in a garden, as if he had expected someone.

"Come out...how long are you going to hide?" He said quietly.

I drew an x ​​on Obius' back to warn him not to expose me.He nodded.

Ishkad pushed me and signaled me to go out, but it was as if my body was welded to the ground, and I couldn't move a single step.

Maybe it was my attitude that made Ishka feel disappointed and helpless, he walked out of the tree shadow first, and Obius followed.I still hesitated and hid where I was, my courage and sense of mission were instantly overwhelmed by a huge indescribable emotion, making me an ostrich with my head stuck in the sand.

"It's really surprising. If I'm not mistaken, this is the personal servant next to His Royal Highness Prince Arshak." Yulyans smiled, "Obius, how can you bring guests here?" this kind of place”

"Sorry, Your Majesty Yuriyans. We just happened to pass by here to watch the sunset." Obius nodded apologetically and panicked.Yuriyans' eyes fell directly on Ishkad, and then looked over his shoulder thoughtfully——looking straight at my hiding place, his pupils were frighteningly bright.

Cold sweat broke out on my back for a moment, but fortunately Ishkad stood in front of him and leaned slightly towards him: "Good evening, Your Majesty Yuriyans. The scenery of Rome is magnificent, and it really deserves its reputation. The prince is deeply fascinated by the one who does not see the sea, and he is still admiring the beautiful scenery there. I will call him over, sorry."

After speaking, Ishkad turned around and walked towards me.

The invisible pressure pressed to my chest, making my breathing tight, and I took a step back subconsciously.

"No, it's impolite to interrupt our distinguished guests' enjoyment of the scenery." Juliyans suddenly raised his voice, and when Ishkad stopped, he hummed ambiguously and lowly: "Please ask someone to tell me Sincere invitation, the banquet has been set up in my bedroom, just waiting for His Royal Highness to arrive. I am... looking forward to it."

His accent emphasized the word at the end, and the Latin-specific tongue curled and hooked, like the neck of a poisonous snake rising in the air, entangled people unable to escape.

. . .

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Chapter 36 [XXXVI] Getting Deeper

When Yuriyans and Obius left, I was already stiff and sweating, and Ishkad dragged me out of the bush.

He frowned and stared at me: "What's the matter with you, Ah Suin? What made you so embarrassed? You weren't like this in the past. Where did you go when you were calm and decisive? You are like a headless chicken now. I will negotiate with Yuriyans on your behalf tonight, and you stay in your dormitory and chant sutras to adjust your state."

"No, Commander!" I raised my head and blurted out, "I...I'll go."

Ishkad frowned even more tightly, and loosened his grip on my wrist.

"I should fulfill my mission." Trance didn't seem to say the words from my mouth, and it was too late to swallow them back, so I swallowed, "I have to go too."

"Why do you have to go?" Ishkad asked, his dark eyes piercing my heart like arrows, "Since you saw that statue in the afternoon, you have been sleepwalking, Ah Suin! Yuri Does Jans look alike to that statue, or does it mean anything special to you?"

"No." My neck stiffened, and I denied it duplicity.

"Tell the truth. This is an order." Ishkad hugged my shoulders, the weight of his palms made my shoulders sink, his tone became severe, and his face finally turned cloudy.I dodged to break free, but Ishkad was no match for him. After some scuffling, he grabbed my arms and threw me to the ground.

"Tell the truth." In the thick shadows, Ishkad's black cloud-like anger choked my breath.

"I..." I was panting, and my voice came to my throat, but spitting out the secrets sealed in my heart was like breaking the ice in the cold winter, and I was struggling.Taking a deep breath, I still succumbed to myself: "It's nothing. This is just my personal problem. I shouldn't ignore the mission for personal reasons and affect the overall plan. If this mission fails because of me, I will accept military law." Disposal, self-judgment and apology. Please believe me, leader."

"you……"

The weight on my body was even heavier, and Ishkad's heated breath swept across my face like a flame, as if it was going to burn my skin and eyelashes, and it was about to explode.I suddenly sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and immediately turned my head away, feeling warm lips pressed against my cheek: "Personal question? Why...don't let me step into your heart, Ah Thien?"

There is a string in my mind that is tense, and my jaw tightens: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"hiss---"

As soon as I finished speaking, there was a series of voices above my head. Ishkad and I stood up at the same time like lightning, and saw a blue tree python entangled on the trunk I was leaning against just now. Raising his neck, he made a gesture of poised to attack.If we slow down, we may be kissed by snakes.

What's weird is that this beast didn't seem to make the next move, nor did it retreat or evade. It just held its head high and glared at Ishkad with gloomy snake eyes, as if he was a sworn enemy.I don't know how a snake can have human eyes, but I really read a kind of murderous jealousy.

Thinking about what happened that night, my body was faster than my mind in an instant, the Hidden Blade was unsheathed from my hand, and the head of that ghost fell to the ground, and I kicked it far away into the bushes. The feeling of creepiness has not diminished at all, but it has become thicker, like a shadow draping around his body.

Can't escape, can't avoid, have nowhere to hide, and get stuck every step of the way.

Like a beast trapped in a swamp.

"Dang-dang-dang--"

The distant and deep twilight bell came from afar through the clouds, like the sound of an animal bell luring prey into a trap, and the last ray of light seemed to fall into a hunting net, and the sky became completely dark.

"Your Highness! Are you still there? His Majesty Yuriyans is waiting for you." Obius' voice floated over from a distance.

There was silence behind for a short while before the footsteps followed: "I will wait near you, Tatu and the others are watching from the dark, you just need to adapt to the situation, don't be too nervous, and act according to the plan I gave you."

"Understood." I clenched my fists and walked towards Obius who was waiting at the door with his attendants.

Continue down from this hanging garden, walk through a promenade near the sea wall, and arrive at the seaside palace mentioned by Yuriyans.The interior of the palace was dimly lit, and it looked extraordinarily spacious and secluded. There was a rich and refreshing fragrance. I could tell that it was the smell of rosemary.

Obius led me through one bend after another, as if entering the depths of a labyrinth with twists and turns. The rhythmic footsteps in the silent hall overlapped with the sound of my heartbeat, as if they were hitting my heart. Suppressing the chest of doubts, making it revive, scorching my heart, I finally lost my patience.Intentionally slowing down my pace, I took a breath: "Excuse me, Mr. Obius, may I ask you a question?"

Obius stopped and bowed to me respectfully: "Your Highness, please call me by my first name. I am the attendant assigned to you by Augustus. Please speak frankly."

"I want to know... Your Majesty Yuriyans, his face..."

"Hush." ​​Obius moved his index finger to his lips and shook his head, "Forgive me, this topic is taboo."

Impatient for a while, I asked persistently: "No... I just want to ask if he looks like that statue?"

"Ask this kind of question behind your back... don't you think it's impolite? Your Royal Highness."

A series of hoarse chuckles suddenly sounded from the corner ahead.

I trembled all over, held my breath, and my body froze on the spot like petrified.

A thin, ghostly shadow slantedly cast on the flashy and exquisite palace wall in front, followed by the unhurried tap-tap footsteps, drifting in the candlelight, long and short, and finally the beautiful demon A strange purple came into my sight, and the red lips under the mask were moist and slightly shiny, and they were deeply hooked.

"I waited too long... thought you were lost."

He stretched out a hand towards me, making an inviting gesture, but his pale and slender fingers seemed to be grabbing something in the void, like the last desperate grasp of Flavius ​​in the burning flames.

I was stunned for a moment, and took a step towards him in a daze. My waist tightened, and the scent rushed to my face. I suddenly came back to my senses with a touch of moisture on my cheeks. I took a big step back and stared at him warily. .

"It's just a courtesy." He narrowed his eyes narrowly, his lips were shockingly red, "I hope I didn't offend you."

"Excuse me, your enthusiasm caught people off guard." I replied coldly.

He grinned silently, and stretched his arms gracefully: "Then I hope that the sumptuous dinner I ordered to be carefully prepared can atone for my sin." He glanced at Obius, "You can go down now."

The footsteps of the attendants faded away, the dim candlelight spread out around me, and the dangerous breath came from all around with the thick darkness, only the light in Yuriyans' hand remained, as if Angela seduced the invincible The leading light of the Lord's lonely soul falling into the dark world is both infinitely seductive and frightening.

"It's just the two of us tonight. Your Highness." Yuriyans walked forward, turned around, with a half-smile on his lips, "Don't stand there, I won't...eat you .”

My back was numb, I hesitated for a while, and glanced sideways out of the window, thinking that Ishkad and the others were nearby, so I bravely followed them.

An exquisite ivory table is placed in the dark hall, and the silver candlestick exudes melting warm firelight, which blends with the moonlight through the dark red curtain, creating a enchanting and decadent atmosphere, which makes me breathless .There was an abundance of food and wine on the table, but I had no desire to eat them.

Yuriyans politely opened the seat for me and made a gesture of please.

I sat down stiffly, and he stood beside me pouring wine for me, like a thoughtful attendant.The speed of the wine falling into the glass is very slow, as if the sand in an hourglass is falling into the glass finely.His body was intentionally pressed down very low, his chest almost touched my cheek, and the seductive deodorant entered my mouth and nose bit by bit.

His face was reflected in the swaying liquid in the glass, and he was staring at me.A scorching gaze gathered on the cheek, like a stream of magma dripping from the neck, trickling into the skirt of the clothes, penetrating everywhere...

I endured it as if sitting on pins and needles, stretched out my hand and clenched the wine glass, ready to splash him all over his head and face at any time.

"It's just the two of us here, why are we still wearing masks? Your Royal Highness?"

A ray of heat suddenly caught the ears, and the moist breath passed my neck. He actually grabbed my mask and tore it off.I stood up abruptly, just as I was about to splash him, he grasped my raised wrist as expected.Then he lowered his head, took a sip of the wine in his glass, and smiled meaningfully.

I panicked, staring at the half of his face under the mask, the face of the statue could not stop appearing in my mind, and suddenly felt a trance.He took the opportunity to wrap his arms around the waist, and the distance was pulled extremely close in an instant, the lips were only half a finger apart, as long as he lowered his head, he could touch them.In the firelight, the red lips that were close at hand were seductive, and the slightly upturned arc seemed to be hesitating to speak, and the fragrance of the exhaled wine enveloped the tip of the nose, making me a little drunk.

"I haven't seen you for a day, but I've become so cute, maybe you miss me..."

The hand on the waist travels along the spine, all the way to my buttocks.His fingers were icy, and his palm was as hot as iron. I shuddered, took a step back, and held the sun light on my waist in the palm of my hand, calming down.

"Tsk, His Royal Highness's ass is really up."

Yuriyans whispered a word jokingly, with his hand hanging in the air, maintaining a stroking gesture.

The attacked part of the buttocks suddenly became hot.I resisted the urge to cut off his hand with a knife, threw the sun's light on the table, and said with a blank expression: "We are in the same boat, and it is not good for you to embarrass me. Tell me about your plan." , how can we assist you? How are you willing to give us the Armenian military talisman?"

The eyes behind the mask narrowed slightly, and the smile on the lips deepened.

How could he have thought that this kind of villain would have any connection with Flaviz?What can a statue of a woman say?It must be just a coincidence, and the eunuch's words cannot be trusted!

This thought was like a hurricane blowing away the illusion that lingered like a fog in my heart.I stared at him sullenly, all on guard.

"Don't be impatient, Your Majesty. Aren't you hungry when faced with such a table of rare delicacies? These are all Roman-style top-quality delicacies, and I personally selected the ingredients."

"Who knows if you can poison your food? Do you think I'll fall for your trick?" I sneered disdainfully, glanced at the exquisite food plates on the table, but my stomach grumbled With a sound.But the dish closest to me caught my attention right away—it was that weird fish again.

Does he really think I'm a cat, hungry for fish when he sees it?fuck off.

I sneered, relying on the fact that there was no one around, and I stopped putting on a pretense, I sat down again carelessly, leaned back on the chair, lifted my legs, and stretched them onto the table.

Yulyans looked at the dishes that had been pushed aside by my feet, deliberately showing regret.

"Great kindness is hard to come by," I raised my head and squinted my eyelids, "But you also know that I am not a real prince, but a martial artist who doesn't care about trivial matters. I usually eat with my hands, and I am not used to such delicate tableware. .”

I picked up a silver table knife, twirled it between my fingers, and raised my arm to throw it.A ray of light flashed across the air, approaching the opposite side, grazed Yulyans' head, and firmly embedded in the wall behind him.Seeing a strand of dark red hair slide down the blade, I snapped my fingers in satisfaction.

But this move seems to have no deterrent effect.The guy on the opposite side just stared at me thoughtfully for a while, then suddenly burst out laughing, as if he saw some clumsy trick and felt dumbfounded.I frowned, and saw him raise his hand and applaud lightly a few times, the corners of his lips curled up mockingly, and his eyes fell on the table.

"Your sword skills are wonderful, but they are not half as good-looking as the spring on the table."

I followed his line of sight, only to notice my thighs protruding from the slit on the side of the clothes.

The hideous clothes!

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Chapter 37 [XXXVII] Bewitching Love

"Your sword skills are wonderful, but they are not half as good-looking as the spring on the table."

I followed his line of sight, only to notice my thighs protruding from the slit on the side of the clothes.The hideous clothes!

In order to avoid being at a loss in front of him, I pretended not to care, crossed my legs, pressed the seam of my clothes, picked up a silver fork, and shook my feet: "Vice Emperor, I don't have time to accompany you." You have a meal, but you are interested in practicing your eyesight... If you don't mind, can you play a game with me?"

Speaking threateningly, I aimed the silver fork at his mask.

"If the game requires undressing... I'd be more than happy to go to bed with you."

I was suddenly choked, the corners of my mouth involuntarily tightened, and I couldn't speak for a while.

Yuriyans raised his head slightly, his throat rolled, and a chuckle escaped.

Then he raised his hand and touched his neck, and loosened the already loose lapel of the toga robe, exposing a piece of his chest.

He sweated a lot, his white skin was wet, and it shone in the light, like a dormant boa constrictor that had just shed its skin.I also suddenly felt a little enthusiasm.The windows were closed tightly, and the room was stuffy, and the candlelight on the table increased the temperature, making the mouth dry.I tugged on the collar of the high tunic of the fine clothes on my body, and only then did I undo a button, and then I noticed that the eyes on the other side dimmed a little.

I buttoned the buttons back silently, with a cold expression on my face, trying to keep away the intruding gaze thousands of miles away: "If you have no intention of cooperating with us, stop beating around the bush here and wasting my time."

He stared at my skirt, with a slight curve on his lips that was unrestrained and enchanting: "If we have a fierce sex first, and then talk about business, maybe we won't waste time?"

I can't sit still any longer.This guy threw a banquet just to embarrass me.

I kicked the chair away, stood up, and saw a mist of sweat on the chair at a glance.My clothes were almost soaked and stuck to my buttocks.After annoyed tugging a few times, I walked straight to the door.

"Wait a minute, don't rush away."

The sound of metal touching the table came from behind.

My heart skipped a beat, and when I looked back, I saw his hand resting on the table, with a shiny object in the palm.

It was a seal carved into the head of a wolf, with a red gemstone inlaid on the top.

"This is probably what your Majesty the King wants?" Yulyans casually stroked the wolf's head with his fingers, and after a moment of silence, he smiled, "But I never asked the Persian side to help me seize the throne." , I did not arrange a place for you in my plan. Indeed, we had a deal a year ago, but it was limited to the battlefield and did not include interference in Rome's internal affairs. It was the King of Persia who was worried that I would break my promise after I ascended the throne. Send you into the palace to assassinate Constantius, so that you can get a share in the future."

"Then what are you talking about?" I raised my eyebrows, "Worried about us crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?"

"No..." Yulyans narrowed his eyes, "Constantius is keen to open up a battlefield in the east, and the Persians want him dead more than I do. I'm not worried that you will let him go. Comprehensive, but yes, with your help, my chances of winning are one point higher. But Persia and Rome are centuries-old enemies, and if I want to hand over such an important thing, why should I trust you?"

He paused, raised his eyes to stare at me, and the fire in his pupils jumped: "You must show some sincerity?"

I took a deep breath, remembering Ishkad's instructions, and pushed the sun light on the table with all my strength, "Isn't that sincere enough? This is the national treasure of our Persians. If His Majesty the King doesn't sincerely want to cooperate with you , we can definitely order us to take it away, why bother to venture into the enemy's territory?"

"If the King of Persia sent someone else, of course it wouldn't be enough. But because it's you..." Yuriyans grinned and showed his white teeth, his smile was bloodthirsty.He pulled the dagger out of its scabbard, scratched the blade with icy fingers, and blood fell into the wine glass drop by drop, "So that's enough. Come, make a blood alliance with your majesty the king for me."

He stood up across the table, raising his glass to me in bloodstained hands.

The tradition of this alliance is the same in Persia as in Rome.

My eyes were focused on the swaying glass of wine, my heart was pounding wildly in my chest, it took me a long time to move my footsteps, I moved inch by inch in front of Yulyans, took the glass of wine, cut my fingers, Squeeze the blood in.

According to the rules, in the next step, each of us has to take a sip of this glass of wine.Seeing him pass the cup over, I raised my hand to block it vigilantly, "You drink first."

He has evil plans for me, and I must be careful.Even though Ishkad and the others are outside, I still have to watch out for poison from this guy.

"You're really on guard." Yulyans took a sip indifferently, licked his lips, and handed it to me again: "It's your turn."

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and grabbed the wine.The liquid in the glass took on a bright scarlet color that made me shudder.Remembering that the dagger body of the Sunshine Glow is made of pure silver, I grabbed the Sunshine Glow and tried it in the cup, seeing that it didn't change color, I took a symbolic sip.

While doing all this, Yulyans stared at me intently. His face was half-lit and half-dark in the candlelight, the shadows changed, and the expression hidden under the mask was dim and unclear, as if a demon hiding in the dark was peeping at an ignorant child. Struggling in vain.I felt chills down my spine when he saw it, I put down my wine glass, "Okay, Military Talisman."

"You can take it yourself. But it's not complete in front of you. This is a female wolf," he pointed to the wolf statue on the military talisman: "There is also a male wolf. Together they can command the wolf army. "

Yuriyans opened his hand and pushed the general talisman forward a few minutes.

"When are you going to hand it over to us? After securing the throne?" I glanced around the military talisman, only to find that it was indeed missing half.

"Of course, this is the only way to check and balance. Otherwise, how can I guarantee that I won't put myself in a situation where my back is attacked?" Yuriyans leaned back on the chair, his chin slightly raised.There is still a smile on the corner of the mouth, but the eyes are very deep, revealing an undeniable sharp color.He carelessly played with the wine bottle in his hand, but I couldn't help but imagine him holding a scepter, sitting on that tall golden chair and watching the world, and suddenly felt a burst of suffocation.

Forget it, getting a part of the military talisman is not completely useless. Go back and report to Ishkad for further discussion.

"Why are you hesitating? Come here."

He stared at me, murmured words, his eyes were haunting.

A bad premonition quietly spread in the air, invading the nose and mouth.I approached him vigilantly, stretched out my hand towards the military talisman, and an invisible dangerous aura rushed over him immediately.The moment I touched it, almost as I expected, Yuriyans reached out and grabbed my wrist.

I quickly grabbed the dagger on the table and aimed it at his throat.

He raised his eyelids and stared at me.The candlelight brightened his eyes, as if the dark night sky was shrouded by dawn, and he could vaguely see a corner of the blue sea under the clouds, but it was not real.

At such a close distance, under the light, I realized that Julyans' eyes were so similar to Flaviz's.

As if looking at someone in a dream, my heart beats hard.

"You can cut my throat... It would be a blessing to die at the hands of a beauty like you." Julyans raised his head, his lips curled like crooked moons, "Ah... look at your hands are still bleeding. "

The low smile close to his ear was dark and seductive, he held his head up, his white neck rested on my blade, but one hand clasped my waist tightly, he opened his mouth to enclose my cut finger, and sucked it .

I was taken aback by surprise, grabbed the knife with my backhand and stabbed him in the shoulder.The blade pierced his skin, leaving a line of bright red blood, like roses blooming on the snow.But he held my hand very firmly, as if he was sure that I would not poke down hard.

He squinted at me, and his lips and tongue lingered presumptuously on my finger holding the handle of the knife, softly and lingering.The eyelids in the hole of the mask are drooping, and the thick eyelashes are like dark clouds. Below is a sea full of love and desire, which can turn into a torrential rain at any time.A strange tingling sensation stretched from my fingertips to my heart, I trembled from my wrist to my arm, and the handle of the knife almost fell off my hand.I had to hold the dagger tightly in both hands, half threatening, half pleading: "Can you take off your mask and let me see it?"

"Okay." Yuriyans' face moved closer, and his arms hugged him tighter, causing me to fall on top of him.I was controlled by great anticipation, I had no time to struggle, and held my breath, I freed up a hand to remove his mask, but he grabbed it first and squeezed it on the waist, "But there is a condition."

"what?"

Reason reminded me that the danger was approaching, but I was like a demon, and I couldn't help letting him lead me away.

"What do you think? If you want to see me, of course you have to pay a price..."

Yuriyans leaned close to my ear, his voice was extremely soft and lingering, almost seductive.

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Chapter 38 [XXXVIII] Deep Trapped

"what?"

Reason reminded me that the danger was approaching, but I was like a demon, and I couldn't help letting him lead me away.

"What do you think? If you want to see me, of course you have to pay a price..."

Yuriyans smiled lowly, his red lips slightly parted.The voice was extremely soft and lingering, almost seductive.

This tone was so familiar that I was in a nightmare, just staring at his face.He turned his face slightly and lowered his head to kiss my neck.His sweaty sideburns were exposed from the gaps in the mask, and the line of his jaw was beautiful, but it was not delicately carved, but sharp like a knife, and his smile was full of evil spirits that pierced people's hearts.

It's not like, it's not him, there's no way it's the same person!Ah Thien, don't be fooled!

A voice shouted in his head.I stood up, one hand clasped my waist suddenly, and pulled me into my arms.He whispered in his ear and asked: "Tell me, why do you want to see my face...I remind you of someone, don't you?"

With a sudden jump in my heart, I raised my head and faced those deep pupils, which made me forget to resist for a moment, and just sat in his arms intimately, clinging to his body: "How do you know?"

The arms around his waist were held tighter, and his breathing was like a ghost wrapped around my neck: "The way you look at me... It's like seeing the shadow of another person through me. Why, that person Is it important to you? It's hard to imagine who a wild cat like you would be deeply attached to. Cats are always the coolest animals, aren't they..."

As if the carefully treasured treasure was being spied on, a strong sense of resistance suddenly surged in my heart.

"It's none of your business!" I built a high barrier, covered with swords and halberds, and tried my best to break away from his embrace.But before I could stand up, a small pain like a needle prick suddenly hit my back, which made me immediately alert and took a step back.Unexpectedly, my back felt numb, and my body was already half limp. I suddenly fell to the side of the table behind me.

In the dim light of the fire, a ring on the pale and slender finger gleamed with a poisonous cold light. The perpetrator supported his elbow to admire the appearance of my drug onset, and the smile deepened on the corners of his lips under the strange mask.

"You plot against me!"

I clenched the dagger in my hand, but it slipped to the ground recklessly.

Yuriyans bent down slightly, and blew out a candle on the table. His shadow was stretched for a long time, like a ghost from the sky slowly approaching me: "Yes, I plot against you. When you leave Shouldn't you have expected this to happen when you entered this palace?"

I stepped back, he grabbed my arm vigorously, and hit my head on his chest.The bewildering fragrance that invaded my nose and nose made me feel palpitations.With a low smile in his ear: "It's not like you don't know how much I covet you."

"I warn you! Our people are watching here nearby, they can come in and kill you at any time! If you don't want to break the covenant, you'd better detoxify me immediately and let me go." I barely raised my arm and grabbed his The neck and wrist trembled like a dying patient, almost the same as the strength of touching.

He grabbed my wrist and put it on his lips for a kiss. The color of his lips was so bright that it made people chill all over: "Oh, I forgot to tell you that your Persian Legion will not come. They are too busy to take care of themselves now."

"Impossible!" I was startled, and turned my head to look out the window. It was pitch black outside, and there was no movement, only the shadows of trees swaying like ghosts.What happened to them?Fall into this perverted trap?

Before I was allowed to think about it, his whole body was lifted up by him, turned over and pressed on the table.

The chest was pressed against the cold marble surface, my head was bent, and the shadow fell from behind. The overwhelming dark red hair blocked my sight, like a red jungle overgrown with demons.

The hot and moist lips and tongue wrapped around my earlobe, tasted it lightly, and then began to suck and bite heavily, like a hungry beast eager to lick the flesh and blood of its prey.

The hem of the clothes was lifted above the thighs, and as soon as the charcoal-like palm touched the thinnest skin on the inner thighs, it seemed like it could be ignited into a prairie fire, and my entire lower body became hot in an instant.

The fine gold foil was pulled out by his fingers with a rustling sound, as if he was whispering intimately, and my stomach couldn't help but reacted all of a sudden.The erected rhizome was fondled and pressed by him in the palm of his hand, and a thick mucus seeped in from between the foils, penetrated into my buttocks, and trickled down between the legs.

The slippery tongue swam to my shoulder, and I let out a low laugh in my ear: "I'm so rude, I get so excited when my things touch the body of His Royal Highness..."

My scalp was numb and my cheeks had a high fever. I hurriedly reached out and fumbled around, hoping to find some kind of weapon.His arms were grasped from left to right, and the metal buckle around my waist was pulled off, tightly binding my hands above my head.

This is a trap, which Yuriyans designed early on.

"You'd better think clearly...Vice Emperor of Rome," I gritted my teeth and suppressed my trembling voice, "Aren't you afraid that we will break the contract?"

Yuriyans tightened my neck and lowered his head to cover my lips tightly.

I turned my head away, opened my mouth to bite his neck, and the teeth cut into his blood vessels.His mouth was instantly bloody.He loosened his arms unexpectedly.I took the opportunity to twist my waist and turn over, and put my knees on his chest, trying to stand up, but my legs and feet didn't listen to me, making me lean forward and ride on his waist all of a sudden.

The hands behind the shackles still couldn't move, so I had to bend my knees to hold Yuriyans' throat.

He didn't move and didn't get annoyed, he just lay down under me in a disheveled robe, as if he was being trampled by me.His slender and pale body undulates with his breathing, and his dark red hair winds like blood on his snow-colored chest. At first glance, he looks like a Medusa on the verge of death, shockingly enchanting.

At this moment, I only hope that I am Perseus, with the divine power to cut off his head, but we all know that the effect of the medicine is eating away the last bit of strength in my body.This unexpected resistance was at the end of its strength.

"I didn't expect you to like this posture, it's really exciting." He raised his eyelids and smiled, and walked around my body as if admiring, his eyes slid from the neckline to the waist and hips, and the fundus of his eyes became darker.Even without looking, I know my breasts are wide open.I wanted to button up my clothes, but my bound hands couldn't move at all.

Every inch of skin under his gaze was heating up, the hotness spread from his chest to the base of his ears, and his cheeks became hot.He raised his hand, as if he wanted to untie my clothes, and I immediately raised my knee and pressed hard against his throat.

"Detoxify me! Otherwise, I'll break your beautiful neck right now! Don't touch me with a finger!"

I threatened him fiercely.My jaw went numb, and for a moment my entire face seemed to contort.I think my expression looks very ferocious, and I wonder if it can reduce his interest—if he is looking at my appearance.

His throat rolled under my knee, as if it made him even more excited.

My calf is pressed against his chest, and I can feel the rapid beating heartbeat under the wet flesh, as if I am going through an extremely dangerous fight, and I am about to decide the outcome on the line of life and death, and deliver a fatal blow.At this moment, I was as nervous as I was on the battlefield, but I could only helplessly face myself being disarmed.

The entire lower body soon softened.I couldn't even maintain the posture of kneeling and pressing him, staggering on the table, sweat dripped from my forehead and dripped on the corners of Yuriyans' lips.He slightly opened his lips and swallowed, staring deeply at my face, his eyes were dark and full, as if drinking fine wine and nectar.

"I warn you... don't touch me..." I was out of breath, and my voice was hoarse and soft when I spoke, even I felt that it sounded like a temptation.I need to lift my neck as hard as possible so that my face will not stick to his.

"What if I touch you? What can you do to me?"

Yuriyans raised his neck, leaned close to my ear, and asked in a low voice.One hand easily grabbed my ankle and pulled my knee aside.While I was falling down, one hand stroked my thigh inch by inch on my chest, and slowly unbuttoned my clothes one by one.His mouth ignited fire all the way from my neck to two sensitive spots on my chest, making me sweat profusely and breathe tremblingly.I don't want to admit that I feel physically aroused by him, but physical reactions can't fool anyone.The ascetic samurai training seems to have had the opposite effect, making my resistance to such obscene teasing all the more vulnerable.

"Who can protect you? The boy next to you, your country