Married and Obedient to the Husband

In the abandoned house three miles away from the Dongcheng Guild Hall, the uncle and nephew were chatting.

Long Qishao's vanity was quickly satisfied, and Qing'er was so flustered that he couldn't find Bei at all.

"Second Uncle, why doesn't my father want me and Daddy Mo?" Qing'er was very curious, really curious, Daddy Mo was so beautiful and talented, and she was so cute and well-behaved, why didn't he want him?

Long Qishao didn't know why Yanmo refused to tell Qing'er the truth, but Yanmo refused to tell Qing'er, and he couldn't talk too much, so he could only stammer, "Your father has his own difficulties."

"But he is the emperor." Qing'er pouted, obviously not satisfied with this explanation.

"There are times when the emperor is powerless." Thinking of Gao Li and Qi Lianyu, how much resentment Long Qishao had towards him has dissipated now.

"Then does my father look like you?" Qing'er is still full of curiosity, and has always been curious about what her father she has never met looks like.

Long Qishao touched his face, remembered Long Qirui's appearance, and said with a smile: "It looks a bit similar."

"Then my father must be prettier than you." Qing'er took it out of context.

Long Qishao said unhappily: "I am not as good as your father."

"To give birth to such a good-looking child as me, of course my father is good-looking." Qing'er replied arrogantly.

Long Qishao just wanted to roll his eyes, your good looks are entirely thanks to Yan Mo's blessing, okay, what does it have to do with Long Qirui, that guy is only born but not raised.

However, the little nephew also admitted that now is not the time to talk about these things with children. The key is that they are locked in this ghost place and they must find a way to get out.

The other party kidnapped him and Qing'er at the same time, maybe they have some intentions.

"Qing'er, come here." Long Qishao suddenly straightened his expression, and whispered a few words in Qing'er's ear, and Qing'er listened seriously.

"After a while, you knock on the door and tell me that I'm lying on the ground without moving. Is it dead? If they still ignore you, you cry hard and bring them in."

"Does Second Uncle want to knock them out?" Qing'er was very clever, and quickly guessed Long Qishao's intention. "But there are so many people guarding outside, even if one of them is knocked out, we still won't be able to escape."

Look, he is indeed a child of their royal family, this little head is really smart, Long Qishao thought admiringly.

"Qing'er, don't worry about it, as long as you bring people in." Qing'er nodded suspiciously, then ran to the tightly closed door, banging on it vigorously and shouting.

After Yanmo left Yewuchang, he put all his thoughts on Qing'er, never daring to think about his relationship with Yewuchang, so Yanmo stayed in an inn in Jingdu.

In the past few days, people from Yanjiabao have called several times, but there has been no news of Qing'er.

The Westerners hide very well, and it is very difficult to find someone.

Yan Mo was contemplating on the balcony, when his gaze inadvertently fell on a woman, it was her.

Yanmo stood up in surprise, it was the seductive woman on the street that day, she was the one who abducted his Qing'er together with others.

Yan Mo got up in a hurry, raised his breath and jumped down from the upstairs, followed the woman quietly.

The woman walked two streets, turned an alley, stopped at a very ordinary house, then turned her head and smiled in Yan Mo's direction, "Master Yan, please."

The beautiful woman smiled enchantingly, "Young master, don't be surprised. With your martial arts, it is naturally difficult for me to find you, but you have a traction fragrance on your body, so I knew it was you early on."

"Did you lure me here on purpose?" Yanmo looked around vigilantly, the eyes of people here were wide, and he didn't notice the behavior of other masters.

The woman giggled: "I have specially invited Mr. Yan here under the order of the Holy Emperor."

After finishing speaking, the woman made a gesture of invitation, Yanmo had no choice but to keep up for the sake of Qing'er, even if this was a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, he still had to make a dash for it.

Yan Mo stepped into this door, the door behind him was closed heavily, Yan Mo walked forward without looking back, and the enchanting woman led him into the main house.

The door was pushed open, and a man with a proud expression, sharp eyes, and a straight body sat on the main seat. The man looked older, but he was very energetic. One of Rin.

"You are the Holy Emperor Xifan?" Yan Mo looked at the man in surprise, and then guessed based on the age of the other party.

The man stood up, and the moment he saw Yan Mo, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Young Master Yan, you really deserve your reputation."

The Holy Emperor Xifan suddenly smiled mysteriously, fixed his gaze on Yanmo firmly, with an incomprehensible expression, his eyes were sharp.

"You captured Qing'er?" Yan Mo didn't beat around the bush, he came here just to find Qing'er.

"Yes, I captured that child." The Holy Emperor Sifan admitted without any concealment.

Yan Mo's heart turned cold, and that anger and murderous intent instantly filled his heart, but Yan Mo could only endure, this is not the time to be impulsive, "Give Qing'er back to me."

Yan Mo gritted his teeth, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and said coldly.

"Young Master Yan, don't worry, you won't be hurt if you stay with me." The Holy Emperor Xifan walked over unhurriedly, raised Yan Mo's chin with a finger, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and smiled with determination to win. .

"I admire you very much, Mr. Yan. You are beautiful, and your knowledge of martial arts is the best in the world. From the inside to the outside, you exude a charming aura. When your eyebrows are fixed and cold, your appearance is the most beautiful, very similar. Cold plum blossoms in the twelfth lunar month.”

Yan Mo didn't open the opponent's hand, but just looked at him coldly, "How do you want to let Qing'er go?"

"You, or your brother, will sleep with me for one night." Saifan Shenghuang suddenly said in a deep voice.

Yan Mo's face became even more ugly, and he almost drew his sword on the spot, "I'm so shameless, do you think I'll submit obediently?"

The Holy Emperor Xifan laughed, and let go of the hand holding Yanmo's chin, "You will, because your son is in my hands, and he can live if I want him to live, and I forgot to tell you, you My baby, Qing'er, has been poisoned by a kind of poison called Chiling."

Hearing the word "Chiling", Yan Mo's face became even uglier, and instantly became pale. The poison of "Chiling" has entangled him and the emperor's brother for many years. Waiting for the other party to have "Chiling", it is almost extinct in this world.

Yanmo seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Shenghuang Xifan in surprise, "Why are you obsessed?"

Obsession is a kind of severe poison, when Daddy was pregnant with him and Xiao Yu'er, the poison had penetrated into the bone marrow, he and Xiao Yu'er had already been infected with this poison from the mother's womb.

So as soon as they were born, the suffering father also let go.

Who put the poison and where did it come from? The angry father killed several ministers and concubines in the harem, and then committed suicide himself.

The matter was left unsolved, but where the almost extinct poison like entanglement came from has become a mystery.Now Yanmo seems to think of something.

He asked incredulously, "Why do you have obsession?"

"Chichen, I have two in my hand, one for your father Yanxiao and one for your son."

There was a bang, something seemed to explode in Yan Mo's mind, so it was so, so it was, it turned out that this person killed his father, and now he is going to kill his Qing'er.

Yan Mo's eyes were getting colder and colder as he looked at the other party, his body's hostility was soaring, and his clothes were calm and automatic.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "I'm going to kill you to avenge my father."

"You can't kill me." The Holy Emperor Sifan looked at Yan Mo with a firm smile, and suddenly there was a bell in his hand, and the sound of the bell sounded instantly, and Yan Mo immediately seemed to lose his strength, and his whole body went limp, almost falling to the ground .

The body didn't seem to be his own, Yanmo watched in amazement as he walked numbly towards the bed, and obediently reached out to unbutton his clothes.

No, stop, stop now.

The bell rang continuously, and Yanmo's soul was struggling violently, but his body was no longer his own, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't control himself.

"You can't resist me." The Holy Emperor Xifan chuckled, his voice confident and arrogant, but the light in his eyes was fierce and indifferent.

Yan Xiao, this is what you owe me. You chose me in the first place, and now it won't be the result. Then your son will repay what you owe, okay?

He is really beautiful, and he has the urge to be crushed and tortured.

Yan Xiao, are you watching from above the Nine Heavens?Watch how I slept with your son.

Thinking of the desire for revenge, the Holy Emperor Sifan couldn't help laughing out loud. He had never been so pleased for a moment like today, and he couldn't help it.

The Holy Emperor Xifan held the bell and stood in front of Yan Mo, looking at Yan Mo with a smile, his eyes were vicious.

Seeing the clothes on Yan Mo's body fall to the ground one by one, the Holy Emperor Xifan stretched out his arms and hugged Yan Mo, laid him flat on the bed, and then pressed him down.

His fingers brushed Yanmo's cheeks, the tip of his tongue licked Yanmo's smooth and delicate face, and he kept praising in a loud voice: "You are so beautiful, as beautiful as your father."

Saifan Shenghuang said in a hoarse voice, reaching out to pull the only remaining barrier on Yanmo's body.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Yanmo's forehead. He wanted to struggle but he didn't listen. The man pressing on him reached into his lapel and began to grope around. Yanmo endured the nausea, and fear rose in his heart with despair.

However, there is more hatred. It was this man who killed his own father, and it was this man who killed his little Yu'er who has suffered so many years of crimes and tortured by the poison of obsession.