The prince stepped on me to get to the top, I angrily flirted with the enemy's hostage

The morning light in the desert always comes suddenly.

The rosy light seeped into the hall inch by inch, like warm honey poured on the skin, still burning like strong liquor.

Su Rou stood barefoot on the edge of the carpet, and the kiss marks all over her body were as vivid as newly blooming rouge plums in the thin golden light.

She raised her hand with a trembling hand, and her thin shoulders rose and fell, as if they would break at any moment.

But the next moment, she forced herself to calm down, pushed aside her eyelashes that were covered by messy hair, revealing her still misty eyes.

On the table was the brush that had fallen to the ground last night. The pen shaft was slightly cracked, and the hard bristles were covered with cinnabar that looked like blood.

She slowly knelt down, her hair trailing on the carpet like an abandoned inky river.

The fingertips were dipped in ink.

[I am poisoned and cannot speak.]

The last word "hua" cut through the thin mulberry paper.

She shuddered and wrote again:

[Gong Yu, are you so shameless even when acting on someone else's territory?]

The ink ball spread out, with a faint sense of moisture.

She was a little angry.

In fact, Gong Yu had already discovered in the second half of the night that she couldn't make a sound.

She wanted to ask him to stop, but he deliberately misinterpreted her meaning and said, "Arou, are you not satisfied? Then I'll go faster."

The force was so strong that she didn't even have the strength to slap him.

Su Rou was silenced by him.

She waited until he was satisfied before she quickly got up and took out a pen and paper to explain to him.

But seeing him leaning lazily on her couch and looking at her, she knew that he had probably guessed it.

on purpose!

There is no shame in sleeping with your own husband.

They both got married.

She was the wife he married into the family in a formal ceremony.

only……

Both of them practiced martial arts and had great physical strength.

She was injured, how could she withstand his torment all night?

Gong Yu was leaning there with his upper body naked, his bronze skin covered with teeth marks and scratches.

The hot sweat on his chest rolled down along the knife wound and hit his feet, leaving a small area of ​​darker sand.

In the light, those eyes were like amber in a moment, like black ink in a moment, and finally fell on those lines of words.

"I thought...you didn't want to recognize me."

He spoke in a low voice, his eyes innocent.

It was as if the person who wanted her to stop last night and pretended not to know what she meant was not him.

"After you disappeared, my third brother and I were looking for you, but you were captured by Andre and taken to the desert. Yesterday, I asked Princess Nineteen to sneak me in, and when I saw you, it was indeed you."

Su Rou lowered her eyes, silently dipped her fingertips in ink, wrote a sneering question mark, and added another sentence:

[If there's another fake Su Rou in Da Mo, and you slept with the wrong person, I won't want you anymore.]

When she finished writing, the tip of her pen tilted, and she swayed and staggered, holding onto the corner of the table.

Gong Yu put his arm around her waist and told her to lean against him. "I was able to recognize you from the real Su Rou last time, and I wouldn't be mistaken if there were ten more... Tell me, Madam, what did you do with Andre during your time in the desert? Did you come with him voluntarily, or were you... forced?"

Gong Yu said that he would not recognize the wrong person, which is true.

Su Rou wrote down her and Andre's plan and handed it to him.

The wind suddenly blew in the desert.

The yellow goat horn wind chimes in the city jingled as if to knock one's soul off.

Gong Yu put down the things in his hands and said, "I am not bringing many people with me this time, but I can mobilize troops."

Su Rou asked, "How many can be transferred here? Has the Eleventh Prince ascended the throne?"

Gong Yu said, "Your young disciple has ascended the throne. I came to find you. He originally gave me something and said that if he found you, he hoped you would accept it. But I didn't like it, so I refused it on your behalf and borrowed another one in your name."

He gathered the person in his arms and said, "Come back with me. After we leave the city, I will show you that the Southern Kingdom can completely wipe out the Eastern Kingdom without the help of the desert."

Su Rou wrote: [But only the people of the Great Desert Royal Family know the east better and the terrain of the Great Desert better, which will be helpful to us in the war.]

Gong Yu couldn't convince her, and there was nothing he could do about her, so he said in a deep breath, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The night in the desert is like a poisoned knife, cold and thin.

The wind blew through the city walls, making a tearing sound and blowing up the remaining snow on the ground.

"Miss Su." Her personal maid leaned over and handed her a small gilded pouch. "Someone claims to be from the Jade Shop Caravan and wants to give you something."

Su Rou lifted the curtain and saw three people standing outside the tent with their heads lowered. The man in the middle was holding a black leather box.

The leather buckle of the wooden box was not locked. He opened it and revealed a sharp hawk's foot ring.

"Young Master Yuan ordered us to return the Xuan Feng," the caravan leader said in a low voice. "He said it should be returned to its original owner."

The hawk suddenly flapped its wings, and its iron feathers brushed against the merchant's earrings, making a dull sound.

Su Rou raised her hand slightly, and the eagle perched on her armband. Her pupils reflected her own cold face in the light.

She suddenly wanted to laugh. Gong Yu found her just as Yuan Wen came to her door.

The Yuan family’s caravan is indeed the richest in the world.

Intelligence is also the best in the world.

Gong Yu stood ten steps away from the firelight, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

He changed back into the attire of a black-armored guard, with a black copper mask covering his face, revealing only his eyes.

Su Rou turned around and saw that look, which was as dark as an ancient well, with deep displeasure lurking at the bottom of the well.

"Girl, it's late at night, don't reminisce with strangers."

He reminded in a low voice, his voice intentionally lowered.

Su Rou just waved her hand and dismissed the caravan.

There were only two people left by the brazier.

The wind blew sparks onto the door curtain, causing it to shake, revealing a dark room.

Gong Yu took off his mask, revealing sharp marks on his profile.

He pushed out a small square jade box, and the red rope left deep marks on his palm.

"The eleventh prince asked me to give it to you." The box opened with a click, and the creamy jade seal of the Southern Kingdom jumped into the flames.

The jade body was carved with a coiled phoenix, and the phoenix tail was plated with gold, so closely that the entire phoenix body seemed to be folded into the blood of the Northern Desert.

"The little emperor is really willing to do this." Gong Yu sneered, "Isn't he afraid that you'll run away with the seal?"

Su Rou stroked the jade lines with her fingertips, and a cool feeling penetrated her bones.

She smiled and said, "He knows I'm capable. If I really wanted his position, I wouldn't support him."

Gong Yu lowered his eyes, and lightly pressed the rope of her helmet with his fingertips. His voice was so soft that it was only heard by the two of them. "If you want, it's not impossible."

The words were extremely wild, but he made them sound as light as talking about snow.

The fire exploded, and the two people's eyes met, and there was a moment of silence.

Like snow resting in the wind.

But suddenly a whistle sounded outside the hall.

The maid leaned forward and said, "Miss, the king invites you over."

Su Rou responded, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Gong Yu leaned over to adjust her helmet and whispered, "I'm a petty person, don't let him touch you."

"You're quite cunning, aren't you?" Su Rou pulled his hand away. "You won't even let me touch you?"

"He has ulterior motives towards you."