I love this villain who wears it quickly

Chapter 262 His Royal Highness is Happy 46
This picture is too exciting and terrifying.

Several old officials turned pale with fright, and there was only one thought in their minds:
It's over, it's over, seeing such royal secrets, they will definitely not be able to leave the palace alive.

However, the prince has not yet succeeded, maybe he can still be saved?

"My lord, judging by the prince's situation, he must have taken that kind of medicine. The old minister knows that the prince is loyal, but no matter how loyal he is, he can't be wronged to sacrifice himself. The old minister thought that he could find some beautiful concubines for the prince."

If it is said that before, the veterans still doubted the loyalty of the prince.

So at this moment, they no longer doubt it.

The mouth was kissed by the prince, but the prince still did not refute, and even wanted to sacrifice himself.

This level of loyalty, I am afraid that few people in the world can achieve it.

The little thing in his arms was igniting all over his body, Si Ling didn't care about those old guys.

Just hearing them say that they want to find a concubine for the prince, he suddenly became sober.

Immediately picked up Shi Huan, and let the girl continue to nibble on his chin and touch his chest.

He glared at the old ministers with a cold face, and said with a bit of naivety, "The crown prince is in charge of this king. Wherever you come from, go back where you came from. Hurry up!"

Veteran: Who did they provoke?

Moreover, looking at the impatience of the regent, how can there be any grievances?
Worse, they seem to have discovered a terrible adultery again.

This old fate is doomed, so I have to go home early to prepare the coffin.

The people drove away, and Si Ling was stripped down to only his inner garment.

Although he looks lazy on the surface, he is actually a person with a special sense of ritual in his bones.

Just like this first time, it has to be in bed.

He carried Shi Huan back to the inner room, and in less than a minute's journey, he was bitten on his shoulder and neck countless times.

The girl now has a soft, hoarse voice, crying and acting like a baby while continuing to bite him, saying that she feels uncomfortable and wants to.

He put her on the bed, put his knees on her legs, and grabbed her wrists with his hands.

The flames in the deep eyes grew wildly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on the forehead, but still suppressed the raging desire, and asked in a deep voice:
"Prince, do you know who I am?"

Shi Huan was very uncomfortable, his reason had already collapsed.

Right now, he is still not satisfied, so he moves around in dissatisfaction, but doesn't answer him.

Si Ling glanced at the bloodstains on her wrist, and a murderous intent flashed in the spreading flames.

Unable to bear it, he lowered his head and kissed her carefully for a while.

The tip of her warm tongue licked her red earlobe, and she asked again in a coaxing voice:

"Prince, who am I?"

After the kiss was over, the feeling of emptiness intensified.

When his patience ran out, Shi Huan turned over directly, pressed him under him, and yelled at him angrily like venting:

"Si Ling! You are Si Ling! You are mine!"

After the words fell, Si Ling smiled wickedly, in a very good mood.

He stretched out his hand to pull the girl down, stripped off his clothes, entangled with ambiguity, and gave her the ultimate joy.

The movement in the room continued until the sky turned white and then gradually stopped.

Shi Huan slept until noon and woke up to see the regent beside the bed, staring at her and asking:

"How did the prince feel last night? I want to hear the truth."

"……Can not remember."

The smile on Si Ling's face slowly disappeared.

He worked so hard last night, did it over and over again, and only got "forgotten" in exchange?
He lifted the quilt expressionlessly, looked at the marks on the girl's body that belonged to him, and his eyes became gentle again.

Pushing away the hair on Shi Huan's forehead with his long fingers, he said very considerately:

"It doesn't matter if the prince forgets, I can help you remember."

(End of this chapter)