The prince's medicine attracts the foolish concubine

Feng Jiayu's ankles are so slender that a big man can hold them with one hand.

Feng Jiayu was dragged directly to his eyes by his force, kicking his legs in a panic, trying to break free.

But the strength of the two sides is very different, and his struggle is a kind of boudoir interest in the eyes of the big man.

"You... reckless man! Let go of this princess! Otherwise, this princess will definitely kill you!"

Although Feng Jiayu yelled like this, the other party didn't care about his tickling threats at all, and still approached him ferociously.

Feng Jiayu was about to be fainted by the alcohol smell on his body, so he turned his head and yelled outside the door without caring so much.

"Come on, come on!! Xiao Jingyu!!"

"Help!! Come here!"

Feng Jiayu resisted desperately, but was still grabbed by the clothes by the big man. The big man was so strong that his two hands tore his inferior wedding clothes into pieces.

Feng Jiayu was so anxious that he couldn't say a word, he could only scream and kick instinctively.

The big man was finally a little annoyed, and slapped him hard on the face: "You lowly slave, stop screaming! Return the princess? You are not even worthy to carry the king's shoes!"

Feng Jiayu was slapped and turned his head sideways, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't even hear what the big man was saying.

There was finally movement at the door, and a person walked in.

Feng Jiayu's teary eyes were dim, and after seeing clearly that the person who came in was Xiao Jingyu, as if he had found the backbone, his eyes lit up, tears fell down, and there was a sense of grievance in his heart, he just wanted Xiao Jingyu to punish him severely he.

"Xiao Jingyu! You're finally here....Chop off the head of this dog slave! And his hands, chop them up and feed them to the dogs! How dare he touch me with those dirty hands... ..."

Xiao Jingyu stood there without moving, not even the slightest change in his expression.

The person on top of him didn't show the slightest bit of fear. Instead, he smiled, straightened up drunkenly, and saluted Xiao Jingyu in a foolish way: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Losing the restraint, Feng Jiayu immediately wanted to run to Xiao Jingyu's side, but the big man held him down quickly, "You little slave, where do you want to go?"

With Xiao Jingyu by his side, Feng Jiayu felt a lot more at ease, and spoke more confidently: "Who is a lowly slave! I am the princess! Let go of me!"

But the big man not only didn't let go, but also squeezed Feng Jiayu's buttocks with his hands: "Give me a little more peace!"

This action completely broke the tension in Feng Jiayu's mind, and he looked at Xiao Jingyu in horror: "Xiao Jingyu, Xiao Jingyu! Kill him soon!"

"Poor beauty, I don't seem to know what happened." The big man had a lewd smile on his face: "Your Majesty, this kind of beauty... are you really willing to give it to me?"

Xiao Jingyu glanced contemptuously at Feng Jiayu, who still had a few fingerprints on his face, and said lightly: "You are not joking, this lowly slave will be dealt with by the general."

Feng Jiayu listened to the conversation between the two, and looked at Xiao Jingyu confusedly.

What is he saying?

Is he going to give himself...to this ugly man?

...No, that's impossible, he must have misheard.

Xiao Jingyu wanted to marry him, how could he treat him like this?

Xiao Jingyu turned around and wanted to leave. When Feng Jiayu saw him move, he seemed to be frightened. He struggled and shouted loudly, "Where are you going? Don't go..."

Xiao Jingyu tilted his head: "Are you really stupid or fake, and you insist on asking the widow to speak clearly?"

Feng Jiayu managed to raise a smiling face: "Husband, what are you talking about... Today is our big day... Can you let this person go out quickly? We, we are still Do you want a bridal chamber? Didn't you say that there are surprises for me..."

Seeing Xiao Jingyu's leaving footsteps turn around and walk in front of him, Feng Jiayu had a glimmer of hope again.

Xiao Jingyu raised his hand to caress his cheek, and gently stroked the fingerprints on his face with his thumb a few times.

Feng Jiayu looked up at him, his desire to be saved was fully exposed in his eyes.

Xiao Jingyu also laughed, but Feng Jiayu's spine felt chills from laughing.

"Husband..."

"Don't call me your husband." Xiao Jingyu interrupted him, then pointed at the big man: "This is your husband, you know?"

The smile on Feng Jiayu's face was about to be unbearable, and he froze on his face, "Husband, you, what do you mean..."

He doesn't want to marry this reckless man, he obviously wants to marry Xiao Jingyu to be the princess.

"Since you still pretend to not understand, I will tell you once." Xiao Jingyu's voice was as cold as Xuan Bing of a thousand years ago: "The one I want to marry is Ke Yunchu. As for you, it is a gift from the widow to the general."

Feng Jiayu looked at him blankly, chewed his words carefully, and then came back to his senses, his lips trembled a few times, and then he made a sound again, begging: "I don't want... Don't marry him..."

Xiao Jingyu shook the hand hanging by his side, then stood up, without looking at him again, and said in a cold voice, "This is a surprise, you can enjoy it."

Xiao Jingyu turned around and walked straight to the door.

Feng Jiayu looked at his back and murmured: "I'm not going to be a princess anymore... I, I don't dare to dream about it anymore! I don't dare anymore... Please, please Don't give me to someone else..."

Xiao Jingyu left the room step by step.

After Xiao Jingyu left, the big man turned his head to look at Feng Jiayu again, "No one bothers us now, we can finally enjoy it, beauty... your little face is so beautiful, Cheng Yuan has no skin Such a white man!"

Feng Jiayu felt that his words and actions were extremely vulgar, so he took a few steps back, with tears on his face, "Don't come near me... Please... let me go Bar......"

"Let you go? Doesn't that mean that this will not work?" He tore off Feng Jiayu's underwear, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin inside.

The big man was even more satisfied: "You are obedient, this will not make you hurt, it will only make you want to die..."

Feng Jiayu didn't want this person to see his body, so he kicked the other person vigorously, but felt the strong muscles of the other person, like a piece of hard iron.

Although the big man moved slightly after being kicked, he didn't take a step back. Instead, he became more and more happy because of Feng Jiayu's resistance.

"It's really a scratchy kitten... Interesting."

Feng Jiayu was angry and impatient, wishing he could stab the opponent to death with a knife on the spot, the pain in his heart and lungs made him unable to breathe.

He couldn't control himself more and more, and felt that even the depths of his brain were densely aching.

The big man buried his head in kissing his white neck indiscriminately. The wet and sticky touch made Feng Jiayu so sick that he just wanted to vomit. Finally, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Jiayu was sitting on his back at this time, and the blood splashed on the big man's face, which made him slightly startled, and raised his hand to wipe his face.

The big man couldn't help feeling angry. He hasn't done anything yet, and the other party is already like this. If he really did something, wouldn't he die on the spot?

After Feng Jiayu vomited a mouthful of blood, he curled up again and covered his head, as if he was experiencing some indescribable torture.

Feng Jiayu couldn't think of anything, it seemed that there were thousands of sharp needles piercing his head, densely packed, making him in agony.

Is there any way for him to end this pain...

He suddenly held his head and slammed it against the wall.

After hitting it a few times, the big man saw traces of blood stains on the wall, and blossoms of blood exploded on the snow-white wall.

The big man turned over and got out of bed, and shouted outside: "Come on, I will drag this person out, damn it! What a bad luck!"

Feng Jiayu vaguely heard his words, showing a relieved smile.

Finally... saved.

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On the other side, after Xiao Jingyu left, he calmly ordered: "Bring Feng Jialan here."

Several guards left immediately and went to the dungeon according to Xiao Jingyu's order.

Then he came to the east pavilion, still wearing a red dress.

When seeing him, Ke Yunchu was a little puzzled: "...Brother Jinyu? Why are you here...Where is the Fifth Prince?"

Now should be the time for Brother Jinyu and the fifth prince to get married, why would he suddenly run into his room?

He looked at Xiao Jingyu in confusion, and found that Xiao Jingyu was followed by two court ladies.

After Xiao Jingyu stopped, the two court ladies walked straight towards him.

Ke Yunchu asked inexplicably, "What are you going to do?"

Xiao Jingyu didn't answer, but the two maids answered Ke Yunchu, "Today is the day of the big wedding, so naturally you have to change into suitable clothes."

Ke Yunchu nodded in confusion. As a guest, it is really inappropriate to wear this outfit... But he heard that it was relatively quiet outside, and it seemed that there were not many guests.

Maybe it's because I live too far away.

Two court ladies walked in front of him and shook off the clothes in their hands, and it turned out to be a very delicate red robe.

After the palace lady helped him put on the clothes, he realized that this red robe was even more delicate than the wedding dress he wore on his wedding day. His exposed wrists looked particularly white against the red robe. Dress well when you get married.

He tilted his head, and asked puzzledly: "Cheng Yuan's wedding, do even the guests have to dress so well?"