Ning Lan went out of the regret palace and walked on the long Pavilion Road. She didn't know where to go. The heat on her cheek makes Ning Lan feel humiliated. Has she ever been beaten? King Khan, Yelv Hanming, her husband, this man beat her? Why is her heart in pain? Is it because of humiliation?
How far is the green brick house and road that can't be seen at a glance?
Han Ming, who has been following behind Ning Lan, looks at the lost Ning Lan, and his heart seems to be torn. Such pain, so sudden and urgent, overwhelmed him. Looking at Ning Lan's disordered pace, Han Ming's head, a burst of severe pain, the back of a woman in a yellow skirt appeared in her mind, with the same fragmented steps and the same loss of soul. Who is she? One hand pressed the sore temple, strode forward, grabbed Ning Lan's arm and asked, "where are you going?"
Ning Lan stared at the big hand holding her arm calmly and strangely, and said, "let go!"
Han Ming said angrily, "there is a limit to Gu's patience. Don't force Gu to be unkind to you!"
Ning Lanleng took out a corner of his mouth and asked, "Yelu Hanming, what do you want? What's your impoliteness? Kill the palace? Threaten the country of the palace? Or the mother imperial concubine who moved out of the palace?"
Han Ming was slightly stunned. He, who had regretted beating someone, was angered by Ning Lan's cold. He said angrily, "if you want Gu to do that, Gu will definitely make you do it!"
"Yelv Hanming, is your blood cold? Are you human?"
Hanming's deep-seated eyebrows added several black lines. Ning Lan's indifferent eyes, disdainful expression and tone deeply stabbed him. She surprisingly despised him? He said with a sneer: "is it a person? Doesn't the princess know? It seems that Gu didn't do well! Well, Gu will tell you the answer in person today!"
As soon as Hanming's voice fell, he suddenly pushed ninglan against the pavilion column and held up ninglan's jaw with one hand. When ninglan hadn't reacted, he kissed ninglan's lips ruthlessly, overbearing and rudely asked for the fragrance on the red lips, turning all the tension and anger in his heart into crazy occupation and plunder!