Chapter 48.3 Passion On The Dragon Palace
Jiang Jinzhen collapsed on the cloud bed for a while, and finally gathered some strength to get up. He picked up the pot of wine at the head of the bed and put his lips to the mouth of the pot, drinking it heavily and leaving not even a drop.
Sang Yuanyuan curled the corners of her lips, tilted her head and said to You Wuming, “It’s done.”
He looked at the charming smiling face in front of him and suddenly felt that the air was not enough. He, after all, is a young and vigorous, real man!
“Little Mulberry,” He grabbed her and heavily drew his body closer, then whispered in her ear with a low voice, “You and I, when will it be done, hmm?”
She tilted her head to look at him and saw the dim light gleaming in those black eyes.
All of a sudden, he grabbed her by the back of her head.
His lips fell heavily, starting from the corner of her lips and invading her territory bit by bit.
It is a little different from the past.
His breathing became faster and faster. He let go of her lips and turned to her neck.
She was forced to look up at the golden light all over the sky, and like a drowning person who just managed to get out of the water, desperately breathing, breathing……
“Little Mulberry……” A hoarse voice sounded against her ears, “My Little Mulberry……you are killing me!”
She suddenly felt that he was also killing her.
……
After half an incense of time, the overdose cruel and ruthless medicine in Jiang Jinzhen’s body finally broke out!
In an instant, Jiang Jinzhen’s body was like a red hot iron, almost emitting white steam.
His forehead was full of blue tendons, and his face gradually became ferocious. His four limbs unconsciously tightened. He lay on the fan-shaped cloud bed and twitched a few times.
“Get, get back here for this master now……What the hell are you still doing there! ” Jiang Jinzhen shouted through gritted teeth.
The Clam Goddess behind the screen was stretching her limbs in the wooden barrel, and she can’t help but be surprised when she heard the words.
She was pretty sure that she had just tossed this person to exhaustion, and he could only become weakly paralyzed before the second half of the night. She didn’t expect……
He must have used medicine! The Clam Goddess scolded bitterly in her heart but mouth coquettishly and softly replied: “Coming!”
She dilly dallied to the edge of the cloud bed, looked down and saw two small empty bottles on the silk carpet.
Bai Clan’s……Magical Dew?
The pretty face slightly changed color, and she looked at Jiang Jinzhen in horror.
She only saw that the middle of the hair on his head was emitting a white gas and his body was as red as a cooked shrimp. Two nosebleeds flowed out from his nose but he seemed to not notice it. His eyes were staring so much that it turned so round and he bared his teeth at her unconsciously.
The Clam Goddess knew something was wrong and hurried to the door.
Seeing that she wanted to run, as if he had gone mad, Jiang Jinzhen rushed forward on the cloud bed.
He fell down there with his head down and feet up, convulsed twice and then stopped moving.
The Clam Goddess opened the door of the room and called weakly: “It’s not good, it’s not good. He used too much medicine. Come and help me——”
The two escort emissaries that stood on guard at the door rushed into the room immediately.
You Wuming heard the movement below and his eyes quickly restored its clarity.
He took the softened Sang Yuanyuan in his arms and swept to the direction of the front hall.
In just a short moment, the Jiang state’s guards that were guarding the outside of the Dragon Girl Palace of Eastern Sea got the news.
“Someone had died——Someone had died——”
The entire building was in a tumult.
You Wuming, with a smile hanging on the corners of his lips, carefully placed Sang Yuanyuan in a smooth and flat clam shell decoration. He looked up and down at her, and his eyes unconsciously dyed with a little tenderness.
After confirming that she could be left alone for a while, he swept down the eaves like a ghost.
Something happened to Jiang Jinzhen. The Jiang state’s guards below were already in a state of chaos. There were only five people left to watch the carriage, all of which nervously paid close attention to the movement in the building and unconsciously ignored the big carriage next to them.
You Wuming lightly and skillfully fell from the air to the roof of the carriage, flashed, and swept into the carriage through the window.
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