Chapter 11

Is she dazzled or what... If she hadn't known that she wasn't drunk, she would definitely not be dreaming. Mu Qingyou couldn't believe what was happening in front of her

In this stone room with cold rock walls on all sides, the light of torches made the whole room brightly lit

A stone bed that is so narrow that only one person can lie on it is placed flat in the center of the stone chamber

The corner was piled with rough hemp ropes and chains of various sizes, and there was also a mysterious black painted wooden box. I don’t know what it was to put on the table not far from the bed.

The demon Yefeng stood in front of the stone bed, looking cold and terrifying, not like the usual wildness and evil spirits.

The black hair was just loose, and the green robe on her body was not tied, as if she was just casually loose after taking a shower.

The floating clothes made him look like a ghost messenger coming from the underworld, ready to plunder the lives of mortals at any time and use them as his toy.

Mu Qingyou looked at him from afar, and saw his thin lips pursed tighter, and his narrow black eyes shot out dangerous light.

In addition to invasion, there is more of a strong and indelible hatred

Who is he hating...or is he remembering the sad past because of the woman in front of him?

Thinking of this layer, her attention had to fall on the humiliated beautiful woman tied to the stone bed

A delicate girl, age seventeen or eighteen

In this way, hemp rope was tied into a shape of a "big" on the bed post at the four corners.

Facing the devilish man, the tender yellow precious silk shirt cannot allow her to continue her former nobleness, and the tall princess bun can no longer make the visitor kneel respectfully to her, and even the precious powder applied on her pretty face can no longer add a trace of the shyness and charm of a woman to her.

A woman who cannot make a man care about her is miserable. Even if she gets used to being spoiled, her domineering personality can no longer help her achieve what she wants.

Shi Yefeng! You dog slave! Relying on being General Shi’s son, he actually made himself king here! Why don’t you let me go? Otherwise, when I return to Qilin Kingdom, I will report to the emperor and kill you all over!

The woman twisted her body in anger, cursing endlessly, and every word revealed a deep contempt for the man in front of her.

Hum──Enitic...

Mo Yefeng looked at Princess Fuyun struggling desperately like a furious little wild cat, as if he wanted to pounce on him immediately and grab his face.

Black eyes sneered and felt a faint murderous intention

He stepped forward to bring himself closer to her beautiful but embarrassed face, and his slender fingers grabbed her small and fragile chin without any pity, and said word by word in a voice that was gentle on the surface but actually moved slowly on her skin like a knife, "Oh? Huangfu Tianqi and Huangfu Ying told you me like this...

Pooh!

Princess Fuyun spat at him very much, who has the time to care about your life or death? These are just gossips by the servants during the cleaning process. What qualifications do you have to let your father and brother put your reputation on your mouth?

Hahahahahaha!

Let go of her face, the demon night breeze burst into laughter, and the shrill laughter echoed throughout the cave and mixed with the echoes even more gloomy

I'm not qualified?

He stretched out his hands and clenched the shoulders of Princess Fuyun hard. Why, they didn't tell you that I was not called Shi Yefeng, nor Mo Yefeng... In fact, should I be called Huangfu Yefeng?

Looking at Princess Fuyun's little face, he continued with a victorious and cruel smile, "No one told you, is I actually your brother - the half-birth brother?"

You...you are lying!

Princess Fuyun raised her eyes and looked at him in fear. The man in front of her was full of hatred and bloodthirsty eyes that made her feel an ominous tremor surge from the bottom of her heart.

She didn't believe it, how did he become her brother?

Her brother is the only one Huangfu Ying, who is now the king of Qilin Kingdom!

No, he must be lying!

I didn't lie, Sister Yun'er...

The name that made people feel numb and goosebumps overflowed from Mo Yefeng's mouth, and he guessed what she was thinking strangely.

I saw him smiling evilly and began to caress Huangfu Fuyun's cheeks, and slowly moved the circle on it with his fingertips.

He deliberately looked at her with a sympathetic look, as if she was a small animal on the verge of death in the dark.

My sister Yun'er, my brother has been fostered at General Shi's house and misses you how much you have?

The terror in the false words, the demon Yefeng brought his face closer again

He pressed his lips against Princess Fuyun's ears, and said nervously as if telling a secret, "Tell you, my mother is the top brand of Zuihonglou - a prostitute...

You...what are you talking nonsense, don't do this...

Princess Fuyun was so scared that she kept dodging to the side by her half-human and half-ghostly crazy look that she had been sharp before. She had long disappeared, and tears as big as beans were circling in her eyes. She was so scared, so scared!

Regardless of her shrinkage, her cold fingers wrapped around her delicate neck and wrapped them slightly.

Mo Yefeng opened his eyes wide and looked at her with a smile, as if he was playing a fun game with her

If my mother hadn't had a low status, I wouldn't have been fostered to someone else's house. I would have been the son of a general who would never be able to raise his head forever. Now, you wouldn't have said a dog slave on the left and a lowly person on the right.

My fingers began to move downwards, wandering around Princess Fuyun's graceful body. You would wrap around me every day, and call me Brother Yefeng with your red lips sweetly... Do you know?

Close your eyes greedily, buried in the woman's neck to absorb the fragrance of her body, the precious spice that only the royal family deserves to enjoy

Royal Ah──Mortal Yefeng gently rubbed the skin between Princess Fuyun's neck with her nose, which was really a beautiful title

You...what are you going to do...don't treat me like this

Sobbing gradually turned into crying. Huangfu Fuyun was just a little girl who was held in his hands all day long and loved by others. How could he withstand such humiliation and playfulness of men?

And the man who played with him kept saying that he was his own brother... Oh my God!

Who will save her, who will save her...

Hearing the crying, the night wind seemed to float from one dream to another

He slowly supported himself, instead of continuing to let himself press on his sister's delicate female body

But he knew in his heart that all this was just a small beginning

Fascinatedly looking at the lovely man with pear blossoms under him with rain

The big, swollen eyes of crying add a sense of delicateness to the little woman. The red lips are slightly raised, showing the stubbornness and arrogance of personality

He raised his head noblely, held up the woman's chin again with a expressionless face, and made an unquestionable judgment like any majestic king.

I will take away everything about Huangfu Tianqi, and I will slowly destroy it if I can't take it away.

You, what do you mean?

Locked by the eagle-like eyes, Huangfu Fuyun was almost drained by fear and ominousness. She could only ask him carefully based on her instinct.

The meaning is - Mo Yefeng smiled coldly, and his big hands ruthlessly caressed her tight breasts wrapped around her. Brother - he will love you very much!