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I watched his actions, once again shocked:
"You're going to lock me up?!"
"You dare to be insolent!"
"Remember."
He pressed me onto the bed, calling my full name for the first time, his gaze fierce but with a hint of redness at the corners of his eyes: "I will never let you leave me a second time."
I deeply feel that Jang Shin is sick. The chaos in the court has not yet subsided, but Jang Shin has locked me on the bed, only concerned with making love. I completely cannot understand what is going on in his mind: "[Minister Dazai]... they are still in the court, why don't you go and solve it? Ugh-"
Jang Shin seems very dissatisfied that I'm still thinking about someone else at this time. She bit me hard on the chest and said, "Do you want to drive me away again? Do you really have to kill them all before your heart can only hold me?" I cursed her irrationality in my heart, but my body couldn't help but tremble. "Wait... no! I don't want this!" Tears were already in my eyes as I pleaded softly.
"I'll give you what you want." Jang Shin covered my mouth, his tongue stirring in my mouth, and the lower part of my body started another round of torment. Every time it rolled over, it brought forth a whimper with a sob.
"[Ah, ah~~slow down, so deep! Ohh...]"
Jang Shin But she didn't listen, the swaying of her waist gradually accelerated. [Slower? Can slowing down satisfy your little mouth? The sister who says one thing but means another, clearly prefers it rough!] Her flower orifice was already swollen, and any movement made it feel sore and numb. Being held by the man and penetrated, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't shake his aggression.
"[Ah...! I really can't take it anymore!! Don't, don't do it anymore! I...]"
"[Hmph... Mmm... I want... Ah, do it!]"
The rapid sound of physical impact filled the room, and the wild copulation of the man and woman became extremely debauched.
In my mind, I cursed their irrational behavior, but my body couldn't resist such temptation, and I involuntarily moaned.
"Light... gently..."
At this moment, this voice seems more like flirting, wanting to welcome and reject at the same time, rather than begging for mercy.
I was startled by my own coquettish tone, and felt ashamed as I bit my lip and refused to speak.
Jang Shin, on the other hand, seemed greatly encouraged, with a deeper desire in his eyes and even more intense actions, as if he was challenging me to beg for mercy again.
This situation has lasted too long. I've been tossed around until I was dizzy, and the silver chain around my ankle keeps jingling.
At some point, I faintly heard someone knocking on the door, as if they wanted Jang Shin to go to the front court. Before they could finish speaking, he chased them out with a single word, "get out." The last time I fainted, I wanted to cry but couldn't. I couldn't help but wonder, how did I end up with such a lunatic?
I'm not afraid of smart people. No matter how smart they are, I can still engage and play with them. Just like Zihe. But I'm afraid of lunatics. Because there's no way to communicate with them, and they don't care about any analysis of pros and cons. Just like Jang Shin. Their stubbornness is truly headache-inducing.
On the third day of my confinement, I finally encountered an old acquaintance. She is the daughter of Grand Marshal Gongsun Yue, named Gongsun Yi.
At that time, I was lying on a soft couch by the window, flipping through a book, with a long silver chain wrapped around my ankle, the other end fastened far away at the foot of the bed. Gongsun Yi looked at me and sneered, "Oh, Your Highness, it seems that fortunes change, and now it's your turn to be a prisoner."
My mother comes from the Gongsun clan, so technically, Gongsun Yi is my cousin. As the only Princess Wang of this dynasty, I hold a noble status and am known for my charitable deeds. Gongsun Yi, on the other hand, is carefree and reckless by nature. Every time she gets into trouble and returns home, our parents use me as an example to scold her, so she grew up in my shadow and we have never gotten along since we were young.
In the past, I used to enjoy teasing this explosive little cousin, but at this moment, I have no time to pay attention to her bickering. What I am more concerned about is: "How did you get in?"
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