The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

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"Shen Zhaodu!"

Shen Ni hurriedly stepped forward and was immediately hugged tightly by a strong and powerful arm.

"You don't want your hands anymore?"

The silk was flammable, and the flames that shot up quickly when burning almost burned the maid's hanging hair.

However, in the blink of an eye, the bright yellow imperial edict quickly became dull and discolored after being licked by tongues of fire. The auspicious clouds dispersed, the cranes whined and turned into ashes.

When the flames calmed down again, Shen Zhaodu raised his hand and waved the maid away. Before he could put it down, Shen Ni in his arms grabbed her.

He has been holding a knife and shooting arrows for many years, and his tiger's mouth is covered with a thick cocoon. Shen Ni's bite with all his strength is just a kitten tickling.

"You can't forget him like this?" He pinched Shen Ni's chin with five fingers and one hand. From the corner of his eye, he saw the empty wooden box and the neatly stacked clothes beside it, and his eyes suddenly felt as cold as a bottomless abyss.

"Come here!" He kicked down the open wooden box, "Take all these boxes out and burn them!"

Shen Ni raised her hand and slapped him. The sound of the sound made the boy who was about to enter the door retract his legs in fright.

"Are you crazy enough?" Shen Ni's hand was burning with pain, and Shen Zhaodu's slapped face had five fingerprints clearly printed on it.

"I just want to ask you one thing, if I burn your Zhuoying Hall without your consent, you..."

"Burn as you please." He suddenly grabbed Shen Ni's wrist and pulled her in front of him, his fierce eyes flashing with crazy fire, "As long as you are happy, the entire Marquis Mansion can be burned as well."

madman.

Shen Ni shook off his hand, but Shen Zhaodu held her tighter and yelled at the stunned servant at the door: "Why are you still standing there? Take everything out and burn it!"

"you dare!"

There was a huge disparity in strength between men and women. Shen Ni could not pull back his captured hand no matter what. He watched the servants carry the boxes out one by one and cried out in anxiety: "Stop! There are not only people from the palace inside, but also people from the palace." Things, as well as the peace charms and prayer beads my mother asked for for me, you can’t burn them!”

Shen Ni didn't lie. Everything in the palace was burned. She couldn't take it out anyway, but the peace charms and Buddhist beads that her mother had prayed for for her from the Huayan Temple in Zhaozhou could not be burned.

The cry was pitiful and mournful. The boy who had just lifted the wooden box did not dare to move anymore. Shen Zhaodu did not want to have any sympathy and stared at them sternly: "If I don't burn the box, I will burn you."

The boy immediately picked up the box and walked out of the inner hall quickly.

The light of the torches is like a swimming dragon, illuminating all the flower windows in the five bays of Zhuoying Hall.

Shen Ni looked at the wooden boxes being carried out one by one, and collapsed on the ground tiredly, with only his restrained arms still raised high.

The loose skirt was covered with colorful flowers. Shen Zhaodu sat on the floor, but the hand wrapped around Shen Ni's wrist refused to let go.

"Those who shed the blood of the Buddha will fall into the endless hell." He put his lips on the back of Shen Ni's hand and kissed it carefully, "I can return your mother's things to you, but..."