Chapter 266 Falling Into a Dream

Seeing that Zongzheng Lin had rested for a while, and his eyes were frighteningly dark again, Mu Xiyao was ashamed at first, but later realized something was wrong.

His eyes seemed to be burning red, and his breath was heavy.

"I've been thinking about it during the day, but I finally waited."

Hearing his undisguised, blatant words, Mu Xiyao's petite heart thumped, and even her neck was pink with embarrassment. In broad daylight, Zong Zhenglin, who was dealing with political affairs with a straight face, was full of lustful thoughts about how the Sixth Highness should have a "human face and animal heart".

Slightly coquettish, his hands had just touched his neck, and Zong Zhenglin couldn't stand it, and let out a low growl.

So excited? Mu Xiyao was surprised.

"Your Highness, please let go of my concubine first, let me move my posture." The man's big hands were not honest for a moment, and he kept rubbing her body with his eyes closed. If he takes advantage of him like this again, he won't even have a chance to stand up later.

Zong Zhenglin's palm was on her waist, and he was slowly groping upwards along her graceful figure. Even with his eyes still closed, he can outline every place that makes him ecstasy. Thinking about it this way, thoughts flooded his mind again, and he kept clamoring to crush him. During the day, he was thinking too much, and he could barely suppress his inner strength. Meeting someone so genuinely now, it will only drive him crazier.

The man's handsome face was flushed, and his mind gradually became a little dazed. He closed his eyes and sighed suddenly. Maybe today, he was going to break his promise.

"Jiaojiao, I'm sorry." Panting heavily, Zongzheng Lin's phoenix eyes slowly opened, and the turbulent passion and madness in him made Mu Xiyao's little hands serving him stop abruptly.

With this look, it doesn't look like she wants to serve her! It's clear that she has a fever, and she wants to do things by force.

"Sit up, hurry up." With a tense handsome face, Zong Zhenglin supported her limp body with sweat on his forehead and bulging veins.

I missed it... The tide of emotion came more fiercely than he expected. I never knew that if I was thirsty for a day, I would really be next to someone, so much so.

Mu Xiyao was interrupted by him at first, but now she clasped her arms and lifted her to sit up, and was forcefully manipulated by the man, so she could only gather her strength and cooperate with him.

Unable to wait for the foreplay, Zong Zhenglin's eyes turned red suddenly, and he rushed in so recklessly, causing Mu Xiyao to cry out in pain, and lay on his shoulder sobbing.

"It hurts!" What's going on? No matter how anxious Zong Zhenglin was on weekdays, he would not really make her suffer half a grievance. What's more, he was still so relentless, as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her in a frenzy.

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao." There was a blur in front of his eyes, and he seemed to be trapped in a pool of wine and meat, anxious and irritable. Zong Zhenglin's eyes were extremely scarlet, and he only wanted to call her softly, but turned a deaf ear to Mu Xiyao's calling.

After finally confirming that this man's situation is absolutely wrong, Mu Xiyao's eyes narrowed, she opened her mouth and bit his right shoulder, the smell of blood spread from her mouth, and she became somewhat clearer. It's a pity that the man who should respond the most is, as always, unresponsive to the pain in his shoulder.

To make Zong Zhenglin lose control so much that he almost loses his sanity, no matter how proud Mu Xiyao is, she still thinks she can't do it to this level.

Who, who drugged him? When did you take the medicine again?

He raised his hand to caress Zong Zhenglin's handsome red face, and gently touched his lips, starting from the center of the eyebrows and moving to the chin little by little. "Your Highness, my concubine is here." Seeing the ferocity between his brows which was completely different from what she used to treat her, Mu Xiyao closed her eyes, pressed them wholeheartedly, and kissed his chest.

The torment this man is suffering now, she actually felt so distressed for him.

"Jiaojiao, very beautiful." Zong Zhenglin had completely lost his mind, and naturally he couldn't see the unprecedented tenderness in Mu Xiyao's eyes.

As keen as Mu Xiyao, she had already noticed that the love medicine Zong Zhenglin was taking was extremely powerful. It's extremely difficult for him to vent out just such an ordinary pleasure. Only by some stimulation can the pain on his face be alleviated a little.

Half an hour later, after Mu Xiyao exerted all her strength, Zong Zhenglin finally screamed at the person, raised her head and was completely relieved.

Mu Xiyao's whole body was dripping with sweat, and she tried her best to bear the madness when he vented. She thought that the man would wake up after he relieved himself. How could they have known that the place where the two of them were so closely bonded would actually come to life in an instant.

In an instant, her complexion was ashen, and the depths of Mu Xiyao's eyes were solemn like never before.

He raised his eyes and looked into his still cloudy phoenix eyes, inspected for a moment, then stretched out his arms around his neck, and brushed away the broken hair sticking to his forehead with his fingertips.

"Your Highness..." The woman's voice was tired, but her tone was soft and comforting. It's just that the man who has fallen into the sea of ​​love still hasn't been awakened.

The lights in the main house were shining brightly, and the movement inside caused Mammy Zhao to be full of doubts.

Master Yao didn't make a sound at all, only His Highness gasping and screaming could be heard endlessly. This was the first time they had encountered this situation since they were on duty outside the door.

The sound of objects falling to the ground can be heard from time to time in the room, some are crisp and some are dull, especially in the middle of the night, it is especially thought-provoking.

In this situation... Zhao Nanny took the little maid and retreated further away in embarrassment.

The two masters didn't know how to make such a fuss, but they caused such a big commotion. Even though they are younger, they still have a lot of affection for each other, and they can't completely ignore their bodies, just like this endlessly, and their greed for pleasure delays their rest.

The sound didn't gradually subside until the beginning of Yin's time. Zhao Nanny hurriedly called someone to bring hot water, and waited for the master to ask someone to bring a wooden bucket into the house to add water. Unexpectedly, the master's summons did not arrive for a long time, but there was a creaking sound of the door opening.

The Sixth Highness's complexion was gloomy and cold, he casually put on a middle coat and stood in the room, his whole body was oppressively cold. Sweeping past them lightly, and sternly ordering towards the yard, he saw a figure suddenly appeared in front of the empty steps just now, wrapped in a black cloak, even his eyebrows could not be seen clearly.

"Call Wei Zhen to pick Yugu up and see her quickly."

"Yes, this subordinate obeys."

As soon as the voice fell, the person disappeared in the blink of an eye. Mother Zhao was so frightened that she grabbed the girl beside her who was also trembling, and the two of them leaned together, not daring to show their breath.

In the past few years of serving the master in the mansion, he has seen some secrets more or less. Not to mention the person who was hurrying back and forth like a ghost just now, how frightening he is in the middle of the night, even if this incident just happened, he had to keep his mouth shut, pretending not to know. I was terrified in my heart, and even my legs began to weaken.

"Prepare water." Now Zong Zhenglin couldn't care less about others, he was only worried about Mu Xiyao who was lying in the room with pale complexion.

The moment he regained his sanity, all the illusions in front of him had dissipated. Only every bit of memory is clearly kept in his mind, and even Mu Xiyao's frowns and smiles in the illusion gradually fade away.

How could he be willing to hurt her.

The moment he woke up, the fog in front of his eyes faded away, leaving only a halo of yellow light, and Mu Xiyao's clear eyes looked softly. Breathing lightly, he raised his hand to caress his temples. The woman in front of her had a pale face, her lips were opened and closed, and she only called out "Your Highness" with a vain breath, and her eyelids slowly drooped, and even the little hands that were pressed against his face could not be touched. Sudden exhaustion, it just slid across his cheeks and fell straight to his side.

Zong Zhenglin's pupils suddenly tightened, and his breathing froze instantly. The palm of her hand was on her lower back, and the palm was warm. Looking down at the fainted woman in his arms, the hand supporting her waist trembled slightly.

The wave of happiness just now was like a wave of joy, like falling into a dream and asking endlessly...

Zong Zhenglin looked down at Mu Xiyao lying lifeless in his arms, his phoenix eyes closed suddenly, and the meridians were clearly visible on the neck that was slightly tilted back. Lifting her head and pressing it tightly against his neck, she let out a low cry from her throat, her heart almost stopped beating.

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(The following version has been revised to make up the number of words, please forgive me. You can skip irrelevant content.)

Yu Wei felt as if she was about to be torn apart, her whole body ached. Her mind was particularly chaotic, as if two consciousnesses were colliding fiercely, without any concern that her master would collapse at any time.

Finally overcoming the heart-piercing pain, Yu Wei slowly opened her eyes while lying on the bed.

Surrounded by rooms decorated in light blue, there was no one in the room except her. Not far away, on the white dressing table, there is a pot of pink and purple carnations, which are blooming just right.

This is not a place she is familiar with, but another Yu Wei's dormitory.

She was originally a second-rate singer. She had worked in the entertainment industry for more than ten years, and she had only released two albums with a total sales of less than 30,000. Or because of the opportunity to be taken care of by someone next to a rich second generation.

Afterwards, he took on a few movies in a mediocre manner, but they were all just inconspicuous supporting roles. He was suppressed by others all his life, and there was no hope of becoming famous at all.

Her family background is only moderate, her parents are both university lecturers, and there is an older brother on top.

Yu Wei's aptitude is only average, no matter how hard she tries, she can't catch up with her outstanding elder brother. The two siblings are often compared by teachers and parents, which made her very rebellious when she grew up, eager to break free from her parents' discipline and do what she likes.

So after the college entrance examination, Yu Wei applied for an art university without permission, and her father was so angry that she immediately kicked her out of the house. According to her father, the Yu family has been a scholarly family for generations, and there is no such a disobedient and self-willed daughter as her.

So Yu Wei left home for more than ten years by going to school in other places, and never went back. I usually make phone calls and say hello twice.

She also often misses home alone during the holidays, but unfortunately, thinking of her shameful situation, Yu Wei has no courage to mention the word "go home".

She was afraid that she would embarrass her parents when she went home, she was afraid that she would be ashamed to face her elder brother when she went home, and she was even more afraid that she would not have the courage to stick to her ideals after returning home.

She has suffered, been tired, and cried in these years. But the obsession with liking singing and acting has always been unwilling to give up everything she has worked so hard for during the most precious ten years of a woman.