The Great Scheming Empress

  Skin color is crystal clear, transparent and without any impurities.

  Compared to what I saw on the city wall, she now has an additional air of delicate weakness that makes me even more fond of her.

  A beauty is more delicate than flowers and more alluring than jade.

  Feng Chenye's face was suddenly pale, and a somewhat large palm slid across her cheek, landing on the back of her neck, slowly pulling open the silk clothes on her body.

  Jiuyin was originally a bit absent-minded, but after he changed his behavior, she suddenly came back to her senses.

  She couldn't see his face, only the evil shadow illuminated by the night pearl's light. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she felt a little stifled: "What do you want to do after all?"

  Why bother bringing the entire city here just to have her serve in bed?

  Or maybe he arranged all this and his goal was never her?

  At this thought, Jiu Yin felt a slight panic, after all the trouble he had gone through, was he going to face off against Qing Cheng?

  But General Chen has already been defeated and is now a prisoner, why must he still be humiliated so much? This prince, his heart must be very dark!

  Feng Chenye sat elegantly beside her, the smile on his lips as enchanting as ever, yet chilling: "A mere female slave, you don't have the qualifications to speak with me."

  "You're already talking to me." Jiuyin hummed coldly, looking down on his words.

  Feng Chen's finger paused at the tip, and his gaze finally moved away from Zhan Qingcheng's body. He looked down at the woman tied to the bed, and after a moment of stunned silence, a deeper smile spread across his lips: "It seems that your woman's mouth is not bad, aren't you afraid of death?"

  His body felt a chill run down his spine, and Jiu Yin took in a deep breath of cold air. He didn't even have the courage to glance at Zhan Qing City not far away.

  She was now one hundred percent sure that this evil prince was after Qing Cheng, but using such a method to humiliate Qing Cheng, wasn't it too despicable?

  Is he really going to force her in front of Qingcheng?

  The thought made her break out in a cold sweat instantly.

  Feeling his large palm landing on her smooth back, Jiuyin's heart skipped a beat as she clenched her bound hands and shouted: "Let me go, you bastard!"

  Damn bastard, twisted mind! He actually did this in front of others. If it wasn't for his hatred for War City having reached an unimaginable level, then he must have been born with such a despicable and abnormal mind.

  However, she was very clear that the former had a lot of ingredients, but didn't understand what kind of hatred would make him like this.

  Restless eyes, after all, couldn't help but glance in the direction where Qing Cheng was.

  He remained sitting there quietly, with no ripples in his eyes, but staring at her for a moment with a complex gaze.

  The lover is oppressed by another man and has no way to resist, what kind of despair and shame is this?

  He is a god of war, always high above and admired by all, but now he is physically and mentally tortured.

  Suddenly it became clear that the city was in a state of turmoil. The more he appeared calm on the surface, the deeper the pain in his heart, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

  So he told her to live on and be strong.

  As long as we are alive, there is hope; only if we are alive, will there be a future.

  It was what he said, in the future, he would definitely be able to take her away.

  They will also have a future.

  She unconditionally believes whatever he says, trusting a man she's only known for one day, who has given up everything, even his life, for her.

  She suddenly felt a little envious of the real Jiuyin, everything in the city was for Jiuyin.

  She really envies, envies Jiuyin...