C3 An unspeakable atlas

Murong Ling was silent for a moment. A fool.

The Prince Qin reached into his bosom and took out a small, wrinkled book. He flipped through it, looking at Murong Ling from time to time, as if he had gained enlightenment.

Very quickly, he threw the booklet aside and dragged Murong Ling to the bed to take off her clothes. "Royal Father gave Min Min a small booklet, as long as Min Min learned to do it, he would be able to get little Min Min."

The small notebook was thrown on the bedside as the pages were pressed halfway open. Murong Ling could only see a man and a woman tangled together, causing one's imagination to run wild. Without a doubt, this was an unspeakable picture book.

The Prince Qin was still entangled with her belt, so Murong Ling looked down at him. Just as she was about to knock him out, she heard a ripping sound as the complicated bridal dress was torn apart impatiently, revealing the partially hidden part of the ribbon. Murong Ling was instantly stunned.

Prince Qin was also similarly stunned.

His eyes darkened as he looked at his flat chest. It seemed that he could not help but become curious. He extended his slender finger, intending to explore a different world from his own.

"Ya, wangfei looks different from This King here."

Murong Ling's expression changed slightly as she slapped his hand away. Quickly covering the light in front of her chest, she said coldly, "Your highness, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Li Cangmin looked at the woman who had already turned her back, her face filled with frost. This woman, didn't she want to be touched by him ? He snorted lightly and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, "No, Queen Mother said that you need to be in a bridal chamber to be able to give birth to Little Min."

His strength was unexpectedly strong, causing Murong Ling to be unable to struggle free. She frowned, and took the opportunity to lean on her body, then smiled at him: "Your Highness, if you let go of me, I'll marry you."

She knew the charm of this leather bag. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was a beauty capable of toppling empires. Even if it were a fool, it would also have its own aesthetic value.

Sure enough, the Prince Qin's body stiffened, and Murong Ling easily struggled free from her grasp. The smile on her face immediately turned cold, and she quickly pressed down on the body a few times, threatening him word by word, "If you want to continue the marriage ceremony, I'll make it so that you won't be able to move, understand?"

Prince Qin did not speak.

Only now did Murong Ling realize that she had not even opened his mute acupoint, and continued to speak, "If you understand, then it's just a blink of an eye."

After a long while, Li Cangmin finally blinked twice, but there was only anger in his eyes.

After tormenting for a whole day, Murong Ling was already exhausted. Just as he was about to go to sleep, she heard a loud noise. The window of the house was broken, and in the next moment, a sword shining with cold light pierced in.

Murong Ling leaped up, taking the opportunity to grab the sword when the opponent was not looking, he stabbed out, the strange sound of a blade entering flesh sounded out, Putong, a black-clothed man fell.

However, there was more than one man in black in the room.

They did not expect that Cheng Ya Jin would suddenly appear. The leading black clothed man said in a deep voice, "Do not keep fighting. Master has given the order to capture Prince Qin alive."

Oh no, Prince Qin's acupuncture point had been pressed by her, and now he could not even move.

She was anxious to save him, but she was stopped by the black clothed man. She could only watch as Prince Qin was knocked out and quickly disappeared from the room.

There was a premeditated kidnapping.

This group of people might have long concealed themselves amongst the guests and infiltrated the palace, only making their move after the guests had dispersed. Although it had nothing to do with her, Murong Ling knew that the Prince Qin could not possibly go missing.