Do you think that if he didn't choose to come and save me immediately, I would doubt his affection for me?
Morohe didn't expect that the girl with a pale face in front of him smiled and said calmly.
When he was stunned, Yao Ji's smile became more and more certain: Morohe, do you think I am a fool?Just being provoked by a few casual words like this will make you feel a grudge against Zong Jun.
Moreover, even if Zong Jun delayed the time to save Yao Ji in order to quell the rebellion, Yao Ji would not blame him for this.
Zong Jun was the great king of the Right Jin tribe. In addition to being responsible for his wife, he was also responsible for his people.
If you really want to find a person to blame for this, Yao Ji's eyes fell on Moraho, shouldn't the most blame be the culprit?
Morohe didn't expect that Yao Ji had such a heart. In his heart, this Han Da Yan family has always been a scheming woman who was almost stupid.
She is so delicate and weak, and she is threatened by herself, and she will soon be in vain.
He could not have expected that the princess Xincheng, who originally grew up in the deep palace, might be like this, but Yao Ji is the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor. After so many years of experience, not only has a profound understanding, but the tenacity in her bones will not disappear even if it is not revealed in front of others.
What exactly do you want?Yao Ji asked again, Moraho.
What he wanted, Morahe thought quietly, he wanted to take revenge on Zong Jun and wanted to kill that guy.
His plan was simple and simple, and he kidnapped Zong Jun's beloved woman. If that guy came to save Yao Ji, he could threaten Zong Jun with Yao Ji's life and force Zong Jun to commit suicide.
If Zong Jun didn't come, when he thought of this, he couldn't help but look at Yao Ji, and then he would naturally kill Yao Ji.By destroying the relationship between the Right Jin tribe and the Dayan Dynasty, he could also kill Zong Jun's descendants.
He deduced this plan over and over again in his mind and never wavered.
Yes, he did have a little strange feeling about Yao Ji.
Until now, he has not figured out why he looked at this woman differently.
Yao Ji was marked with Zong Jun, and she was the most deeply hated existence he hated, but sometimes he seemed to be confused and could not help but pay attention to that woman.
When Hulan spoke cleverly in front of him, Morohe only found it funny. It was so stupid. That woman was probably even stupider than Yao Ji.
But when he got angry because of Hulan's nonsense, Morohe didn't know whether he was doing more or could he really not tolerate Hulan's insult to Yao Ji.
Afterwards, he easily deceived Hulan and kidnapped Yao Ji from the golden tent with Hulan's help.Hulan must not be able to survive, as for Yao Ji...
He suddenly smiled, but there was a hint of ghost on his handsome face: Do you want to know the answer?His fingers fell down and he gently wandered on the girl's cheek.
Yao Ji subconsciously waved his hand away. As soon as she lifted her soft and weak arm, she was held in the palm of the man, rubbing her tender white wrists.
I want you.He said with a low smile.
No matter what that feeling is, and no matter why it exists, Moraho thought indifferently that since he is interested in this woman, it would be better to have a happy life.
His original plan was to take revenge on Zong Jun. If he slept with Zong Jun's woman, wouldn't it be a great humiliation to him?
You're crazy!Yao Ji struggled desperately, but she was medicine by Morohe, and her hands and feet were not strong enough, so she could only be trapped under her by Morohe.
This is what Zong Jun owe me.The smile in Morohe's eyes became colder and colder, and his fingers fell on Yao Ji, and he sniffed and pulled the hem of her skirt to pieces.
Then he pulled the girl's ankle and dragged her under him. Yao Ji was so depressed that she could only cry and beg him: Don't do this, please... I still have children, you can't do this...
child?The heart stinged, but the movements under his hands became faster and faster. The man quickly took off Yao Ji's clothes, leaving only her underwear and pants hanging on her body, which could not cover her skin that was as frost-like as snow-like.
Child, that is Zong Jun and her child... Morohe wanted to sneer, and looked at the pale face of the little man beneath him, but he couldn't laugh.
He should have been excited, about to humiliate Zong Jun, and could satisfy his shameful thoughts in his heart, but his body was cold. Even though his life was full of fragrance, his mind was messy and he felt a tingling pain in his chest.
But Yao Ji felt that her body was really hurting, it hurts... She tried her best to grab Morohe's arm, and beads of sweat as big as beans kept rolling down her forehead, which hurts so much...
Morohe looked closely and saw that through the thin gauze of his pants, there was a faint blood oozing between Yao Ji's legs.
Morohe didn't expect that the girl with a pale face in front of him smiled and said calmly.
When he was stunned, Yao Ji's smile became more and more certain: Morohe, do you think I am a fool?Just being provoked by a few casual words like this will make you feel a grudge against Zong Jun.
Moreover, even if Zong Jun delayed the time to save Yao Ji in order to quell the rebellion, Yao Ji would not blame him for this.
Zong Jun was the great king of the Right Jin tribe. In addition to being responsible for his wife, he was also responsible for his people.
If you really want to find a person to blame for this, Yao Ji's eyes fell on Moraho, shouldn't the most blame be the culprit?
Morohe didn't expect that Yao Ji had such a heart. In his heart, this Han Da Yan family has always been a scheming woman who was almost stupid.
She is so delicate and weak, and she is threatened by herself, and she will soon be in vain.
He could not have expected that the princess Xincheng, who originally grew up in the deep palace, might be like this, but Yao Ji is the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor. After so many years of experience, not only has a profound understanding, but the tenacity in her bones will not disappear even if it is not revealed in front of others.
What exactly do you want?Yao Ji asked again, Moraho.
What he wanted, Morahe thought quietly, he wanted to take revenge on Zong Jun and wanted to kill that guy.
His plan was simple and simple, and he kidnapped Zong Jun's beloved woman. If that guy came to save Yao Ji, he could threaten Zong Jun with Yao Ji's life and force Zong Jun to commit suicide.
If Zong Jun didn't come, when he thought of this, he couldn't help but look at Yao Ji, and then he would naturally kill Yao Ji.By destroying the relationship between the Right Jin tribe and the Dayan Dynasty, he could also kill Zong Jun's descendants.
He deduced this plan over and over again in his mind and never wavered.
Yes, he did have a little strange feeling about Yao Ji.
Until now, he has not figured out why he looked at this woman differently.
Yao Ji was marked with Zong Jun, and she was the most deeply hated existence he hated, but sometimes he seemed to be confused and could not help but pay attention to that woman.
When Hulan spoke cleverly in front of him, Morohe only found it funny. It was so stupid. That woman was probably even stupider than Yao Ji.
But when he got angry because of Hulan's nonsense, Morohe didn't know whether he was doing more or could he really not tolerate Hulan's insult to Yao Ji.
Afterwards, he easily deceived Hulan and kidnapped Yao Ji from the golden tent with Hulan's help.Hulan must not be able to survive, as for Yao Ji...
He suddenly smiled, but there was a hint of ghost on his handsome face: Do you want to know the answer?His fingers fell down and he gently wandered on the girl's cheek.
Yao Ji subconsciously waved his hand away. As soon as she lifted her soft and weak arm, she was held in the palm of the man, rubbing her tender white wrists.
I want you.He said with a low smile.
No matter what that feeling is, and no matter why it exists, Moraho thought indifferently that since he is interested in this woman, it would be better to have a happy life.
His original plan was to take revenge on Zong Jun. If he slept with Zong Jun's woman, wouldn't it be a great humiliation to him?
You're crazy!Yao Ji struggled desperately, but she was medicine by Morohe, and her hands and feet were not strong enough, so she could only be trapped under her by Morohe.
This is what Zong Jun owe me.The smile in Morohe's eyes became colder and colder, and his fingers fell on Yao Ji, and he sniffed and pulled the hem of her skirt to pieces.
Then he pulled the girl's ankle and dragged her under him. Yao Ji was so depressed that she could only cry and beg him: Don't do this, please... I still have children, you can't do this...
child?The heart stinged, but the movements under his hands became faster and faster. The man quickly took off Yao Ji's clothes, leaving only her underwear and pants hanging on her body, which could not cover her skin that was as frost-like as snow-like.
Child, that is Zong Jun and her child... Morohe wanted to sneer, and looked at the pale face of the little man beneath him, but he couldn't laugh.
He should have been excited, about to humiliate Zong Jun, and could satisfy his shameful thoughts in his heart, but his body was cold. Even though his life was full of fragrance, his mind was messy and he felt a tingling pain in his chest.
But Yao Ji felt that her body was really hurting, it hurts... She tried her best to grab Morohe's arm, and beads of sweat as big as beans kept rolling down her forehead, which hurts so much...
Morohe looked closely and saw that through the thin gauze of his pants, there was a faint blood oozing between Yao Ji's legs.