Crying desperately and weakly.

It's really...it can't be more beautiful.

The emperor's turbid eyes were burning and bright, and his excitement flashed with light. His big palm stroked the boy's slender waist with delicate texture. His movements were filled with a hint of affection: "Are you waiting for the fourth brother to save you? Don't be foolish, the fourth brother will not come."

"No..." Feng Jin gritted his teeth and successfully tasted a faint bloody smell in his mouth. Before he knew it, he had bitten his lips and tongue, "The prince will definitely come to save me."

Yes, the prince will definitely come...

Feng Jin firmly firmly in his heart, even though he knew very well that the possibility was almost slim.

Because the prince didn't know at all, the father he respected actually wanted to force him to possess him.

If the prince knew, he would definitely come to save him...

However, the next second, the emperor sent Feng Jin directly into hell with one word—

"Feng Jin, stop lying on yourself."

"My son, I know his character. What a smart person the fourth brother is. How can he not tell that I like you very much?"

"What did you think the fourth brother was hesitating when I asked you to stay in the palace?"

"Ha, Xiao Jin'er, you're still too naive."

!!!

Feng Jin feels like being struck by lightning.

He remembered that when he was in the imperial study, the emperor ordered him to be temporarily imprisoned in the palace. Long Jue's expression was struggling and painful, but in the end... he did not resist the order and agreed.

It turned out that the prince knew at that time that the emperor had thought of him.

It turned out that he was given away by the prince in this way, as a tool to please his father.

It turns out that he is ultimately unable to compare with Long Jue's imperial map dominance...

For a moment, Feng Jin, who was ashamed, forgot to resist and struggle.

The emperor's flesh was loose and old, far less strong than the young man's strength and strength. It also vaguely exuded a decadent smell of old man spots, but it was so airtight and tightly pressed against the boy's back, rubbing and arching around.

The scarlet and wet tongue, like a vicious snake's bright red letter, licked the neck, face, and into the lips...

So disgusting.

So dirty.

Feng Jin suddenly became ruthless and wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

Unexpectedly, the emperor noticed it in advance and sneered, "Click--" and removed his chin.

At the same time, a huge pain invaded his body...

Feng Jin was covered in a decayed breath, and he grabbed the brocade quilt under him. A touch of blue and white appeared with slender fingers. His beautiful eyes were full of despair.

Gradually, gradually, it returns to death.

Why, Long Jue...

·

Prince Yong’s Mansion.

When Long Jue came back, he went straight to Shangfangyuan: "Yan Qiyu, get out of here!"

The visitor is not good.

Long Jue, wrapped in a strong aura, suddenly kicked open the door of Shangfangyuan. His handsome outline was as cold as frost, and his scarlet eyes seemed to be trying to eat people.

The four words "The person who comes is not good" are written all over the body.

Bihu Mingzhu was startled and hurriedly stopped him and saw that he was here to make trouble: "Prince..."

The two maids were pushed away by Long Jue with his hand and pierced out a mouthful of blood.

Fenghua raised her delicate and delicate eyebrows. Even if Feng Jin was hung on the wall of the palace and was naked and watched, she wouldn't be so angry, right?

"Yan Qiyu, did you do it?" Long Jue was straight to the point, and Xuan Shang Mo Xiu clenched his hands tightly into fists, wishing he could strangle her to death.
Chapter completed!