Qi Meng Xuanji

After running away, it is estimated that they will find their own traces from the older brother first.

Zhao Jianshen looked at the woman standing in front of her with her head down. The soft light shed on her body, making her look very soft and gentle, but the facts proved that this woman was born with a boneless nature.

In a relaxed tone of asking about the weather, I asked the captain of the guards, Zhao Zheng, who was standing aside: "The servants of the Royal Palace fled privately, what should be done according to the house rules?"

"The lighter whip 20, hard labor for two years, the heavy one fights to kill." Zhao Zheng replied decisively.

Xuanji's body shook slightly, and she had finished playing with Twenty Whip and was reborn. The feudal landlord was ruthless enough to not treat people as humans.

Zhao Jianshen naturally saw Xuanji's fear, and said gently: "Yun Ge, what do you have to say?"

Xuanji raised her head, gave her up, and replied loudly: "I'm not your slave and maid, what do you think this has to do with me?"

"Isn't my maidservant? What do you say?" Zhao Jianshen's tone was very peaceful, not at all like the devil who has the power of life and death.

"I am not Yunge at all, but an ordinary woman who was picked up as a substitute by Su Wanwan's subordinates." After speaking in one breath, Zhao Jianshen was not surprised, and said in his heart: You villain already knew!

"Why should I believe your words?" Demon King Zhao laughed disgustingly.

"Have you ever seen a singer who can't sing and dance? Have you ever seen a singer who can write and count? I'm afraid that the prince has long been suspicious, but deliberately pretended to be a fool to oppress the girl."

"I was really suspicious for a long time, but didn't you say that you have amnesia? You are telling a lot of lies. It's not someone who sent me a spy!" Zhao Jianshen sneered and turned around to ask Zhao Zheng in a leisurely manner: "How does the palace deal with spies? ?"

Zhao Zheng still replied with a serious face: "Give it to the torture room, ask the behind-the-scenes instructions, plan the purpose, and then goug your eyes and cut your tongue to break the tendons, or strangulate, as the case may be."

Xuanji was too frightened, and the anger rose up instead, and said bitterly: "Anyway, I am in your hands. You want to kill or cut, why bother to use so many excuses and rules?"

Zhao Jianshen laughed, got up and dragged her to the table, and gently said: "What is your real name? Write it to me."

His moody yin and yang made Xuanji confused, but he thought it would be better to follow him at this time, so he picked up a pen and wrote "Xie Xuanji" on the paper.

Zhao Jianshen picked up the paper and took a look, seemingly satisfied, and handed it to a young scholar who looked like a scholar.

The young man bowed and took the piece of paper, walked to the side of the small table and quickly started writing. After writing, he took out a large seal from his sleeve and carefully sealed it, and then handed the paper back to Zhao Jianshen respectfully.

Xuanji looked inexplicably from the side, until the piece of paper was placed on the table in front of her, she could not see the contents clearly.

That turned out to be her deed to sell her body. It was stated that she was worth twenty taels and was sold off for both people and silver. After that, the life and death sales were all handled by the palace. Xuan Ji was furious on the spot: "You are forged documents!"

Zhao Jianshen smiled and said: "It was stamped by the Xian County government to verify that you are in the body, and there is your autograph. How is it forged? Oh, yes, it's not the same." He grabbed Xuanji's right hand and pressed his thumb to the cinnabar box.

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Xuanji desperately tried to struggle, but there was a heat from her right hand, which made her feel numb and sore. She watched her thumb covered with cinnabar and a fingerprint under her name. Her heart was angry and anxious, and tears flowed out. .

Zhao Jianshen took the cloth towel handed to him, and personally wiped Xuanji's fingers, and then released his grip on Xuanji.

Xuanji stretched out her hand to grab that terrible piece of paper, but where did she grab the master in front of her? The hand reached the table, Zhao Jianshen took the piece of paper and handed it to the guard Zhao Zheng.

Xuanji knew that she could not fight this great demon king, and stared at Zhao Jianshen in resentment and discouragement. The latter waved gracefully to make everyone exit the room and close the door.

Seeing Demon King Zhao walking towards him step by step like a lion, Xuanji's courage was like a punctured balloon and disappeared with a pop.

Zhao Jianshen took a step, she took a step back, but a few steps back to the cabin partition, there was no way back.

"This deed is to tell you that as long as I am willing, you are mine from head to toe, from the inside to the outside, and if you disobey, I must be prepared to bear my anger." Zhao Jianshen said as he circled Xuanji on himself In her arms, she gently wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes with one hand, acting as meticulously as treating a fragile rare treasure.

"That doesn't count." Xuanji didn't want to be sold so hard, she even wrote that she was only worth twenty taels. The point is that she hadn't even touched those twenty taels.

"Last time the Royal Guards tracked a Jiangyang thief who had been in the arena for more than ten years, it only took half a month."

"I, should I say it's an honor?" Xuanji found her throat was dry and her voice was shaking. She blamed herself for being timid and fearful of evil, but all her courage was suppressed by the strong pressure of Devil Zhao, and she too Very helpless.

"Hmm, you make me feel very excited. For this month, I have been thinking every day, what should I do with you if I catch you, and put you in shackles? Break your hamstrings? Or just cut your legs. Drop it?" Bloody and violent words came out from his mouth, and the hands that circled Xuanji gradually tightened.

Pervert, really hit a pervert! Xuanji wailed in her heart!

"I still remember when the Jiang Yang thief was caught by the dark guards, he broke his hamstring and rolled on the ground and howled. You said, what do you want me to do with you?" Zhao Jianshen continued to increase his efforts to scare the beautiful prey in his arms.

"But, can you let me choose, can you consider being kind to me and making me feel guilty, just to be tortured by my conscience." Xuan Ji said timidly.

Zhao Jianshen suffocated, laughed aloud, almost burst into tears: "You make me so happy, how can I be willing to let you go? I like your body so much, the fragrance on your body, and your face so much. , I like your eyes too much, I like your little mouth too much.” While speaking, he used “action” to prove that the feather-light kisses fell on Xuanji’s neck, face, eyes, and lips, but she I have no intention to care about this little tofu.

Zhao Jianshen's tightening of his arms almost suffocated her.

Reluctantly turned to the beginning, panting: "Do you still like my corpse? You are strangling me to death"

Zhao Jianshen smiled, loosened his arms a little, and hugged Xuanji to the window.

Pushing the window open, Xuanji shuddered as a river breeze with water vapor came on her face.

"Is it cold?" The big demon who threatened to skin her cramps just now suddenly turned into a gentle and considerate gentleman.

Xuanji looked up at him and asked carefully: "What do you want?"