Jiang Shaolan saw the mess on the ground and frowned: "Why are you so crazy?"

"It's nothing." Feng Chongwu glanced at her, stood up immediately, and looked at her condescendingly, "You seem to be keeping to yourself today. I almost forgot that you are more than just a vase."

"My self-discipline is based on surviving, not on being groveling to you and fawning over you." Jiang Shaolan said coldly, his eyes full of contempt and disgust.

Feng Chongwu showed anger on his face, grabbed Jiang Shaolan, gritted his teeth and said: "I'm warning you, no matter you want it or not, you will only be able to listen to my orders in this life, and you can only accompany whoever I ask you to accompany."

Jiang Shaolan struggled, but couldn't break away at all. Kaifeng Chongwu's strong strength said angrily: "I am the princess you are marrying, not the leader of Huajie Liuxiang Changlefang!"

"That's not up to you." Feng Chongwu lowered his head and kissed her delicate red lips.

Feng Chongwu kissed her hard, showing no mercy at all. Jiang Shaolan was forced to bear this humiliation, tears instantly fell from her eyes, and overwhelming anger surged in her heart.

"Ugh..." Jiang Shaolan tried her best to push him, but she couldn't move him at all.

After a while, Jiang Shaolan gasped: "Enough, enough..."

"Ha..." Feng Chongwu chuckled, looked at her red lips, and raised the corners of his mouth evilly, "Why don't you continue? Weren't you very enthusiastic just now?"

Jiang Shaolan stared at him fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Chongwu, Jiang Shaolan has remembered this hatred for me!"

Feng Chongwu chuckled, pinched Jiang Shaolan's chin, and said domineeringly and cruelly: "Remember, you have to hold it in, unless you dare to disobey me."

"Feng Chongwu!" Jiang Shaolan shouted angrily, looking like she wanted to eat his flesh.

Feng Chongwu snorted disdainfully, let go of her, turned to sit down, and said casually: "Don't be so angry, it's been so long, why are you still not pregnant with an heir?"

Jiang Shaolan pursed her lips and sneered: "It means you are not good at it. You can't blame others!"

"Pah!" Before Jiang Shaolan finished speaking, Feng Chongwu slapped him in the face.

"***, if you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will kill you?" Feng Chongwu said viciously, reaching out and pinching Jiang Shaolan's slender neck, a cold light bursting out of his eyes.

"Cough cough...cough..." Coughing violently, Jiang Shaolan's cheeks turned red and she said with difficulty, "What did I say wrong? If you can't do it yourself, why don't you allow others to say it?"

"Shut up, are you looking for death?" Feng Chongwu threatened with a gloomy handsome face and gritted his teeth.

Seeing Feng Chongwu's irritable and irritable appearance, Jiang Shaolan felt a strong fear in his heart.

She was afraid of him, like a bloodthirsty beast, which was terrifying.

"I don't dare anymore, please forgive me."

"I'll forgive you. You have to do something for me."

Jiang Shaolan shook her head desperately in fear: "Don't... don't hurt my mother."

"I can promise that I won't hurt her, as long as you cooperate obediently." As he said that, Feng Chongwu rubbed his fingertips on Jiang Shaolan's cheek. The ambiguous movement made Jiang Shaolan tremble.

Feng Chongwu raised his eyebrows and said wickedly: "What? Are you scared now?" ap.

"I, I will listen to you, as long as you promise not to hurt my mother." Jiang Shaolan begged with a trembling voice.

"I'm going to invite Sheng Zhiyao and Feng Yuanchen to the palace. Do you know what to do?"

Jiang Shaolan was stunned and said uncertainly: "You mean..."

"That's right, you want to help me drive a wedge between the two of them. As for the method, that's your business."

"You, you..." Jiang Shaolan was frightened and refused quickly, "No, Feng Chongwu, you should find someone else for this kind of thing, I can't do it."

"No? Still don't want to? That's okay. Since you think I'm not good, let's try to see if I have that ability." Feng Chongwu narrowed his eyes dangerously and tore Jiang Shaolan's coat.

Feeling the coolness coming from her chest, Jiang Shaolan screamed in panic: "No, no!"

"It's too late!"

Feng Chongwu roared,

He tore up her remaining clothes, threw her onto the couch, pressed her down, and took possession of her mercilessly.

Jiang Shaolan trembled with pain: "Ah! No..."

Jiang Shaolan kept begging and crying: "Please...I don't want...don't do this...don't...ah..."

However, all she asked for in exchange was for Feng Chongwu to intensify the torture, which did not stop until she passed out.

Feng Chongwu looked at Jiang Shaolan who was still in great pain while sleeping, snorted disdainfully, stood up, put on his clothes and left.

Feng Yuanchen has a relatively cold personality, so he doesn't have much chance of winning. Feng Yuanchen doesn't like women either, so he can only work on Sheng Zhiyao and design it a little bit. There will definitely be a gap between the two of them, and then he will have a chance.

take.

When Jiang Shaolan woke up, she woke up because she was too cold. Looking at herself naked, she almost collapsed.

And now she didn't know how to get out of the study door, so she could only hide inside and tremble.

Suddenly, the door rang: "Princess, are you in there?"

Dong'er's voice came from outside.

"Get out!" Jiang Shaolan shouted in a hoarse voice.

"This slave has offended me." After saying this, the maid knocked on the door and said without refusal, "Princess, your Majesty asked your slave to help you change your clothes."

"No need!" Jiang Shaolan roared angrily.

Dong'er paused and then advised: "Princess, don't be stubborn and go out with the slave. Otherwise, the prince will definitely punish the slave when he comes back and sees you without changing your clothes."

After hearing this, Jiang Shaolan finally compromised, stood up, opened the door, and looked coldly at Dong'er at the door: "Where is the prince?"

"The prince has left." Dong'er reported truthfully.

"You step back first, I will go out by myself later."

Dong'er hesitated and said: "Princess, your current situation... I'm really worried about your health. How about... I'm waiting for you at the door to finish changing your clothes?"

Jiang Shaolan thought for a while and agreed: "Okay, you wait for me outside."

Dong'er breathed a sigh of relief and responded respectfully: "My slave, I obey."

Jiang Shaolan entered the inner room, freshened up and changed into a set of clean clothes before going out.

It was getting dark at this time, and two lanterns were lit in the yard to illuminate the dark night sky.

"princess……"

"Um."

Dong'er led Jiang Shaolan back to the main courtyard. Feng Chongwu was sitting at the table drinking tea. He glanced at Jiang Shaolan indifferently and asked coldly: "You're back?"

"You!" Jiang Shaolan hesitated.

"What are you, why can't you even use honorifics now?"

Jiang Shaolan gritted her teeth and summoned up the courage to say, "I have met the prince."

Feng Chongwu nodded with satisfaction: "Sit down."

"Yes." Jiang Shaolan responded, and slowly sat down next to the chair, lowering his head and frowning, as if he was letting himself be slaughtered.
Chapter completed!