King's Sacrificial Queen

After venting for a while, Xing Ye leaned on the bed, and the bright red quilt showed a joke mocking his wedding today.

Xiao Ling has completely lost consciousness, lying on the bed, his body still maintains the appearance of being brutally violated by Xingye, the sweat on one face wets the surrounding bedding, and I don't know how many tears are mixed there.

The little hands tightly clutched the quilt and did not let go, and the bruises on her body made people feel distressed.

Dead Ye's heart twitched a little, and then changed instantly. Looking at the collar on Xiao Ling's neck, Dead Ye smiled cruelly, and tore off one of his long hairs. Just thinking about it, one or red His long hair turned into a slender red chain, which was the representative color of the dead night, and then tied one end to Xiaoling's collar and the other to the bedpost at the head of the bed.Appreciating the appearance of Xiao Ling being tied there, Xing Ye suddenly felt in a good mood!

It's just inexplicable, but Xingye recalled Liuli's eyes before he died, unwillingness, nostalgia, and some resentment.

Thinking of this, Xing Ye became inexplicably irritable, and kicked Xiao Ling's body down, only hearing the sound of objects falling, Xiao Ling also woke up because of the labor pain, barely opened his eyes, and looked at himself lying on the ground , and Zhan Ye’s faint smile, paying attention to the chains on his body, Xiaoling just grabbed his hair lightly, and then with the chains, he slowly crawled to the right side of the bed along Zhan Ye’s fingers. on the ground.

There was an empty place, the floor was really smooth, it was very cold, there was no sunlight in the first place, and the current physical weakness made Xiaoling faint again soon, every piece of skin on his body was in labor pain, maybe fainted will be better.

Seeing Xiao Ling curled up and lying there, Xing Ye suddenly felt that it was a little too much.But when I think about it, if this is not the case, maybe this person is no longer by my side!

Since you have betrayed, you have to bear your own punishment. Don't try to escape, even if you die, I will drag you to hell with me!

Dead Ye's sinister eyes stayed on Xiao Ling's body.The love just now did not make Xiao Ling feel a little bit of joy at all, but suffered the treatment of Dead Ye painfully.Even if he was tied up in such a place like a dog, he never gave Death Ye a look of resentment.

Maybe Dead Ye never thought about what happened between them?????

Lying on the cold floor, Xiao Ling was recalling that he was also in the downward villa at that time.The auntie was beating him with a feather duster, and he asked why, but unfortunately the auntie didn't answer him, she just beat him harder.Since then, Xiao Ling never asked why, even if he was beaten, he silently endured it.In his life, he was destined not to ask these three words.

Then he was given to his wife. In fact, he still doesn't know the name of his former wife. They spoke words that he didn't understand, and then left him alone among the indigenous people, and finally he was taken away by the dead night. Came to this place.

It's been a year, he's been here for a year!Thinking about it, it seems that nothing has been done this year.In addition to passively turning back Death Ye to vent, there is also contact with Suzaku and other generals, I don't know how they are doing now.

The whole body is in pain, and the wounds have become inflamed in some places, and his back has never been treated in any way. Even if he has a fever now, he still cannot get any tolerance from Dead Ye.

He didn't know what he did wrong, but he knew clearly that all he saw in Xing Ye's eyes was resentment!

My aunt once scolded him like this: You are a goddamn god, and the gods don't want to talk to you. It would be best if you died!

At that time, Xiao Ling was still very young and didn't understand what Auntie meant. Now it seems that what she said was right!

Perhaps, dead, for the best. . . . . .

Now it hurts even to breathe, and I barely opened my eyes, the room is empty and there is no one.Dead Ye didn't know where he went, the quilt on the bed had already been changed.

He was the only one who was still lying here in this embarrassing state.

No one will give him pity, he is an existence that is not needed by others!

Even if it is Dead Night, what is needed is a bed slave who can vent, not Xiao Ling!

After clearly knowing this point, you can see it away. At first it was just a double, but now it's not even a double.Is there any reason to stay?

But if you leave, where can you go?

Now, can he leave?

Looking at the chain around his neck, Xiao Ling's last hope was also shattered, and now even leaving is a luxury.

If you think about it now, when you were in the human world, you could leave the moment you were thrown away by Xingye, why did you want to go back?

Is it nostalgia for the warm and broad embrace of the dead night?Or is it just a reason to live?

Xiao Ling didn't think about it, because even if he got the answer, it doesn't make any sense now!

Lying on the floor, moving his legs carefully, there is still a cloudy white liquid on the floor, mocking Xiaoling at this moment like seals.

Now he doesn't even have the strength to reach out to wipe it, but just watch, and then keep thinking about every day of his 19 years.

I heard people say that when you die, the god of death will play your memory and judge whether you will go to hell or heaven.

I have never had a good day in the past 19 years. Even those few days held in the palm of my hand like a treasure by Xingye, it was just a passing cloud, and I finally returned to the original starting point.So can I still go to heaven?

He just laughed at himself, Heaven?

Is there happiness in heaven?

He doesn't know, but he knows that even if a person like him goes to heaven, he is destined not to be happy!

wow-

The sound of the combat boots came, Xiao Ling immediately curled up and looked outside the door in panic. Sure enough, the flaming combat boots of Death Night appeared in sight. Seeing the combat boots, Xiao Ling lowered his head slightly, forcing I knelt down slightly, waiting for the dead night to come.

Once, Dead Night forced his eyes to stay on him, but now, it is no longer the time for him to fantasize!

Reality reminds him all the time that he is just a slave of the dead night!

"Hehe, it seems that you are quite persevering. What? Didn't I feed you enough yesterday? Woke up so early?"

Dead Ye looked condescendingly at Xiao Ling who was kneeling in front of him, seeing Xiao Ling's unresponsive appearance, made Dead Ye feel angry.

He kicked Xiao Ling's body away, walked behind Xiao Ling, and opened a magic formation on the wall. Behind the formation, there was a cold stream flowing slowly.

"Go and wash yourself, look at your current appearance, no one dares to touch you even if you throw it out, you cheap thing!"