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Chapter 1 Are you willing to kill?

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    Late at night, the dim candlelight casts two black shadows on the gray bed curtain.

    The hair is tangled, and the white and soft jade fingers are shackled by the large bronze palms. The color difference is so huge that it hurts the eyes.

    Song Wan tried his best to bite his lip, but he still couldn't control his tiny sobs.

    It seems to be crying, and it seems to be greedy for more.

    A low voice asked in my ears: "Why are you crying? Regret?"

    "The men of the Song family were beheaded and all the women were used as prostitutes. She was the one who got her tonight by any means necessary. How could she have any room for regret?"

    Song Wan shook his head and said softly: "It hurts."

    She deliberately showed weakness and tried to win sympathy, but the man wanted her to be hurt, and he grabbed her neck and pressed her down on the table.

    The old table legs made a fragile squeaking sound, and his pink cheeks hurt from the rough table top. Song Wan's eyes were sore and hot, but at this moment, the candle staggered and fell to the ground and went out.

    It¡¯s like God showed mercy and gave her this darkness as the last fig leaf.

    At the fourth watch, the showers will stop.

    Song Wan seemed to have been run over by a car, but he gritted his teeth and held on. He found a piece of clothing from the ground, put it on, and fumbled to light the candle.

    A dim yellow light instantly filled the entire room. Gu Yanting sat on the bed, his tangled muscles clearly exposed. Squeezing Song Wan to death was like squeezing an ant to death.

    Song Wan was heavily dosed with medicine, but there was still lingering desire in Gu Yanting's eyes, which were as dark as a red-hot iron, and his skin and flesh ached just by looking at him.

    With her throat dry, Song Wan subconsciously grasped the clothes around her body, as if the light fabric could give her some strength.

    The next moment, Gu Yanting's sarcastic voice sounded: "Who did the concubine of Shangshu Mansion learn this dirty trick from? Seeing that Miss Song is so skilled, I wonder who I am that Miss Song is looking for?"

    Gu Yanting's words were full of sarcasm, and every word was like a poisoned knife stabbing into Song Wan's heart with precision.

    Nails dug into the palm of his hand, Song Wan said calmly: "The King of Yue asked me to be his favorite concubine. In less than an hour, people from the Yue Prince's Palace will come to pick me up. If I insist that it was Lord Gu who followed me on purpose,  The King of Yue snatched me from others, I'm afraid Master Gu won't be able to explain clearly."

    Gu Yanting had already discovered that there was something wrong with the wine, so Song Wan did not play the show of hypocrisy and directly stated his intention.

    " Gu Yanting's eyes narrowed slightly, and the bloody coercion honed on the battlefield spread little by little. Song's spine felt cold after he pulled back, and his legs became weak, but he held on and did not kneel down.

    Gu Yanting glanced at Song Wan and said, "I can kill you."

    There were still beads of sweat dripping on his body, and there were a few bright red scratches on his chest, but the words he spoke seemed to have never been distracted from beginning to end.

    Song Wan¡¯s heart was beating like a drum, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

    " Gu Yanting killed countless people on the battlefield. If he really wanted to kill Song Wan, he would do it when he first found out there was a problem.

    Song Wan gathered his courage and asked softly: "Sir, are you willing to kill me?"

    Gu Yanting's eyes instantly became extremely cold and sharp, like a waning moon scimitar that was eager to drink blood and could kill someone in the blink of an eye.

    Song Wan really felt the cold killing intent, his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.  , said in a trembling voice: "This humble slave made a mistake, please forgive me?"

    Gu Yanting raised Song Wan's chin, stared at her eyebrows for a long time, and sneered: "It's not even red, no matter how beautiful the skin is, it will only dirty the eyes of others.?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yanting grabbed Song Wan's neck and exerted force with his fingers!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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