Her crying and struggle also stimulated him more and more. He once again brutally pulled off her palace dress and threw it away in the air. Her dignity was finally exposed ruthlessly.

It was like a fire burning by, and this sudden tear tormented her into an unhuman form. She was trembling with pain in her heart-wrenching screams. After a long time of sound, only a hoarse and soft voice was left, and tears fell down with broken threads...

She mourned that she would never return to her completeness, and that everything in the world was suffering in a thousand ways, and only this injury could not be turned on.

Youji didn't regret seeing her like this, because in his preconceived impression, he didn't realize that she was still an uninformed girl. He just sneered in contempt: "What's the name? It's just the beginning, and it's still comfortable to come."

"Emperor... Ji Youji! I hate you!... I hate you!..." She turned her head and stared at him with hatred, grabbed his robe that was open and still hung on her body, and tore it wildly. She hated him because at this moment he made her feel that she had nothing left, so she could only cry and beat her heart, and her eyes became blurry, "You will definitely be punished by God! You must die a good death...ah!..."

Her stubborn curse unexpectedly drowns in the huge pain that he stirred up, and he gritted his teeth and thought: Do you hate me? Very good, then hate me, anyway, I don't care anymore.

The newly blooming stamens are tight and green, and cannot withstand the invasion of wind and rain. Therefore, they are in an overly nervous state. The petals are dry and about to wither, as if they are about to be pierced by a sharp blade... This feeling is so terrifying for her. She tries her best to grasp something to support herself, but after she grasps nothingness countless times, she can only pull the jasmine flowers on the desk holding one hand, which is covered with water. The cold and moist flowers are very similar to her weak and declining at this moment, covering her cheeks with tears.

His evil thoughts of destroying flowers became more and more painful. She shouted wildly and stared at him with hatred, her eyes filled with tears of humiliation.

One scream after another could not withstand the heavy damage from the tiger. She swung weakly like a flower branch falling from heavy rain, but she was reluctant to cooperate and did not know how to use skills to help herself relieve this pain. She could only let him seize it wildly...

The tiles were crackling, and the hazy sky finally felt relieved and rained. Du Juan was even more panicked. He heard the little princess' miserable crying inside the room, which made her helpless. She didn't know whether she should rush in to stop... No! No! If she rushed in at this time and saw what she shouldn't have seen, the prince would definitely be so angry that she killed someone to silence her!

"Brother, I beg you... don't do this... you can let me go..." The severe pain and discomfort in posture made her reach the limit of endurance. Youmeng's face showed weakness and paleness, and she cried hoarsely.

"It's so painful to be touched by me?" In order to punish her and to punish her own unbearableness, Youji felt a little pity in his heart, and his body would be very cruel. "Don't you like this? Don't you really like being possessed and played with by men!"

Unable to bear the humiliation of his words and deeds, Youmeng burst into tears under the torture of his body and mind, and covered his eyes with despair, and strongly longed for the nightmare to end soon.
Chapter completed!