Bailihe spat a mouthful of turbid wine, leaned forward slightly, staring at He Bingting with mocking eyes.

He Bingting felt so frightened with this expression that she actually felt that this seemingly gentle third prince was so terrible.

"What the third prince said, don't be drunk, it's better to help you with a rest!" He Pingting suppressed the fear and disgust in her heart, and smiled and said.

Although she does love King Yao, her current identity is the Consequential Third Prince's Consort, and such remarks are always bad for her, especially this is said from the mouth of the nominal person who is her future husband.

"Hmph, don't show off in front of me in a hypocritical manner. I don't know what you think you think? If it weren't for the point that you still have some use, you thought you could still stand here?"

At this time, the third prince was already a little confused and his words were uncontrollable.

He Bingting's face turned pale a little when he heard this. It turned out that he knew that he had chosen himself.

No, he just said that he was using his value? So he has been using himself!

Although He Bingting didn't have any feelings for the third prince, she was as arrogant as her personality. How could she endure being used by others and taking advantage of her marriage?

Thinking of He Bingting's eyes, a hint of hatred flashed, and this hatred naturally did not escape Bailihe who had been staring at her.

Bailihe narrowed his sinister eyes, pinched He Bingting's jaw with one hand, and said leisurely.

"What? Not satisfied? Tell you that it is your honor to be favored by this prince!"

He Bingting was pinched by Bailihe and felt ache, but her eyes were staring at Bailihe fiercely. She thought that her natural lady had never been so humiliated.

"What? I'm still thinking about the dead King Yao who can't die again? Haha... Don't worry, he won't come back! Those who know the truth forget him as soon as possible and stay with me. If I'm in a good mood, I can still give you a good meal and clothing!"

Bailihe's eyes were full of jealousy and arrogance, and he pinched He Bingting's face red, and tears flashed through He Bingting's eyes.

"Let me go!" He Bingting struggled constantly, trying to escape Bailihe's clamp.

"What? This prince's thing is useless? Do you believe it or not, I will do it now, and make you a ruined willow!"

Looking at He Bingting's delicate little face with tears and struggling stubbornly, Bailihe only felt that there was a desire flowing in his body.

I have to say that He Bingting is so beautiful that she is many times better than those palace maids. It’s a pity that this woman’s mind is not on her, otherwise he would be willing to give her a lifetime of glory.

When Bailihe thought that He Bingting had always been the person she hated the most, the fire in her heart was even more intense!

He dragged He Bingting's body directly and threw it onto the soft couch without any sympathy!

Although it was a soft couch, He Bingting was still hit hard by this rough movement, and she felt that her waist was almost broken.

When she realized it, Bailihe began to tear her clothes himself. He Bingting really felt the danger.

At this time, Bailihe was like a wild beast with no reason, pulling the exquisite and beautiful skirt on He Bingting's body regardless of everything.

"What are you going to do? Stop it, let me go!" He Pingting's face changed in shock, and she couldn't help but roar.

"What are you doing? When you get to my woman, what do you say!" Bailihe said with scarlet eyes.

"No, no, you can't do this, please let me go! Let me go, help..." He Bingting screamed in fright.

"What can't you be my prince's concubine and fiancée, this is right, right?" Bailihe said with a big laugh.

Seeing that he was still beating and struggling, and shouting He Bingting, Bailihe felt a sense of pleasure in his heart, and he said coldly again: "Call it, shout, even if you scream, you won't be able to save you. Do you think it's the same as before?"

Bailihe laughed almost pervertedly, and the laughter made people feel inexplicably scared.

Even He Bingting was frightened and stopped talking, but as soon as Bailihe finished speaking, he continued his hand with the previous movement, and tore the exquisite embroidered outer shirt apart.

He Bingting screamed again, her voice extremely tragic. Xiutao, who was waiting outside the tent, also heard her lady's scream and wanted to rush in anxiously.

But she was stopped by the guards at the door, not only not allowing her to enter, but also restricted her movements. Now she couldn't even go to rescue the soldiers!

"No, no, please let me go. I beg you, I promise you whatever you want me to do!"

He Bingting was finally frightened and panicked, and could only cry and beg for mercy, with a small face full of tears of humiliation.

She loved King Yao, and she wanted to wait for him to come back. She couldn't let herself lose her innocence. He would definitely come back and save her.

Knowing this moment, He Bingting still had fantasies about Baili Mochen, fantasizing that he would come back and save herself, so she must buy some time for herself.

Unfortunately, her begging for mercy aroused Bailihe's beastly nature, and Bailihe severely tore off the only thin thread on the pink bellyband.

The biting pain almost suffocated He Bingting, and in this way, she lost what she was most precious and she tried her best to protect.

The pain of her body was constantly reminding her that everything she had been ruined, and was destroyed in the hands of this beastly man.

She wanted to escape, but she couldn't escape, and her powerlessness spread in her heart. She endured the humiliation and felt that she was already numb and like a dead person.

He Bingting was not struggling and allowed Bailihe to humiliate her, but Bailihe was still dissatisfied with this. He seemed to like to see her struggling in pain.

Bailihe stretched out his hand and tried his best to pinch out pieces of blue and purple on her body. He Bingting was in pain and wished she could die now.

But even so, he didn't let him go, and what's even more terrifying is still behind!

I don't know where Bailihe touched a slender soft whip, slapped it on the ground next to him with a 'bang'.

He Bingting suddenly turned her head, looking at the soft whip and didn't dare to let out. He wanted to...

Before He Bingting's thoughts could turn, a hot whip was already whipped on her back, and a bloody whip suddenly appeared on her snow-white back.

The hideous wound looked particularly vulnerable, but in Bailihe's eyes it looked like a beautiful scenery, and his face showed a satisfied smile and pleasure.
Chapter completed!