C83 Part3

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Before his voice had finished the sentence, his big palm had already clasped the back of her head and pressed it down.

The hot breath sprayed, and his thin red lips struck, like a shock.

*hiss!*

The sharp pain made her gasp, and her ears hurt so much.

He smiled in admiration for his masterpiece:

Her delicate ear beads were like fragile mutton white Jade, and a little blood spread from the white Jade.

It seemed to be like the only blood-colored mandala in the snowy field of ten miles.

It was beautiful, mysterious and stunning.

Murong Ci was so angry that smoke popped out her head,

'Would this man be so stingy?

Didn't I just bit him last time?

Is he going to get back to me with it again?'

She seemed to have lost her mind, like a ghost.

She lowered her head resentfully and bit down his shoulder viciously.

Murong Yu didn't say a word, and quietly let her bite, while his two big palms quietly grasped the slender and round waist, and pressed her body down, as if to bury her in his own body.

This beautiful embrace seemed to have reached the ultimate fusion that they could achieve, but he suddenly felt that it was far from enough.

The scorching heat in his chest and lower abdomen, and the rushing blood like a boil in his limbs, reminded him of the selfless entanglement of men and women in the world...

She suddenly noticed something was wrong: Murong Yu's body was hard and soft, and there was a contradiction,...something was different from before.

She got up in a panic

He didn't stop her and let her go.

Murong Ci's face was flushed all over, so red that it seemed to be bleeding.

She tidied her clothes and poured a cup of tea to extinguish the heat and embarrassment of the whole body, and gradually cleared her mind.

Murong Yu sat next to her, pulled her down, and then took another tea cup.

She understood what he meant, poured him a cup of tea, and said bitterly:

"Are you not afraid that this Prince will poison your tea?"

"Dying at your feet, wouldn't that be also romantic..."

He drank it, and the heat in his body gradually dissipated.

"It's getting late, isn't the Prince leaving my Palace yet?"

She asked impatiently, wishing him to disappear immediately.

"How did the Official Lord Zhuang and the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Lord Gan die?"

He asked straightforwardly.

The beautiful entanglement scene was gone, the Sleeping Hall was dim, and the dusk settled into the night.

Murong Ci stood up opposite to him, trying to stay away from him, afraid to look at him directly.

Then she mode up her mind slightly, and replied,

"The Prince is also interested in their death?"

"If Opium Poppy is involved, it is no trivial matter then."

Murong Yu's face was not joking, and his tone became cold,

"Tell me everything you know."

"They were indeed poisoned and killed by smoking too much Opium Poppy."

She was astonished,

'How did he know?

Did he hear the reports from the Dali Temple?'

He asked solemnly:

"This matter may not be as simple as Your Highness thought.

If you and Master Shen have found anything, tell this King quickly."

Even the Royal king who wouldn't change his face in front of the majestic Mount Tai was now so serious about Opium Poppy.

She was even more disturbed, and said everything she found in the past two days.

Murong Yu pressed his eyebrows slightly,

"So, you haven't found anyone secretly selling Opium Poppy yet."

Murong Ci nodded,

"I hope the Qingyang Alley will reveal a surprise.

Why are you so nervous about these two murders?"

He replied:

"Two Court Officials died suddenly, related to Opium Poppy.

Doesn't your Highness feel shocked by this case?"

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END of CHAPTER 83 PART 3

.....................to be continued