Chapter 3066 The First Assassin: The Ascetic Prince’s Strategy (17)

Whether in ancient times or in modern times, Uta Sakura's fate seems to have not changed.

She was still abused like a slave by Murong Yu. She was pinned down on the bed and screamed as hard as she could, but it had no effect.

"You can shout, the louder you shout, the more powerful I will become." Murong Yu's bloodshot eyes burned her crazily, desperately possessing her violently.

She had been shouting all night, and her lips were already dry, with a slight trace of blood on the corners of her mouth.

His body was covered in mud and his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he were a tattered doll that had been overused.

"Take her down to clean her. We will continue tonight." Murong Yu changed into a purple robe. She looked in very good spirits, with a feeling of excitement between her brows and eyes.

"Back to the prince, a man is looking for his wife outside his house." Qingsong frowned slightly and said, "It should be the husband of the woman named Yingge last night."

"Oh." Murong Yu responded indifferently, shrugged with disdain and said, "You know what to do. When you're done, put that thing in the box and bring it back."

"It's the prince!"

Ge Ying spent every night in Murong Yu's room in pain for seven consecutive days. She who originally had a glimmer of hope was completely in despair.

Now he doesn't ask for anything, he just wants to see his husband one last time.

"Beauty! Do you think I have satisfied you these past few days?" Murong Yu's voice was very enchanting. He gently hooked her chin with his right hand. After she dodged it, he clamped her neck with his backhand.

The feeling of suffocation came over her instantly, but she closed her eyes and did not intend to struggle.

Such days are more painful than death.

She doesn't want to bear it anymore...

"It seems you want to die?" Murong Yu suddenly let go of his right hand, followed by Ge Ying's cough.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough... why don't you just kill me!" Song Ying shouted, looking at him with eyes full of hatred and said: "Don't you think you are ridiculous? All you get is My people will never get my heart.”

"Pa—" A heavy slap was heard, and Song Ying was hit directly to the ground.

Murong Yu raised his eyes coldly, with a mocking smile on his lips and said: "Whatever I want your heart to do, I just want to be happy."

"you……"

"Of course, this king's ultimate love, you have to do one thing for me." The election of the crown princess is coming soon. During these days, I have seen so many singers and dancers coming and going. This woman named Uta Sakura He is the most beautiful one.

She needs him, even if she is not the Crown Princess, he still needs her to be chosen and enter the East Palace.

"You're dreaming!" Song Ying roared and looked at him and said, "Why should I work for a dog?"

"Pa--" There was another loud slap.

Murong Yu licked his teeth with his tongue and said, "What a pity! You can only be tortured to death by a dog in your mouth at night."

Ge Ying's bloodless lips trembled and said: "I curse... I curse you to not have a good death in this life."

"I advise you to take a look at your husband before you curse me." Murong Yu patted the leader, and Qing Song walked in with a square box.

A stench filled the air instantly, but Qingsong's expression did not change at all. Perhaps he had done this too much and he was numb.

As for Murong Yu, his face was not only proud, but also proud.