The tooth marks on the side of her neck are his edict and the fuse for her revenge.
The night Song Anning walked into the Prime Minister's Mansion with her family's blood debt, the hem of her rouge skirt lifted up a huge bet. She risked her life to lure Chu Jieci, who had all the power in the world, into the game: "I beg the prime minister to save my father and brother. I can give you anything for peace and quiet."
"The 'turning the clouds and rain' that Miss Song is asking for..." He paused deliberately, his hot breath making her ears numb, "Does it refer to the ability of the true nature to move the wind and rain in the court and among the powerful... Or..."
In the dark night, he held her wrist and pushed her against the palace wall. She bit his Adam's apple and chuckled: "Are you afraid, sir? As long as the prime minister wants it, An Ning... Can be anything you want." She raised her head slightly, her red lips were very close to his thin lips, and their breaths blended together, "It depends on the prime minister, do you dare to accept this 'deal'? Do you have the ability... To bear it?"
Chu Jieci grabbed her wrist and chuckled. He had known what this loyal orphan girl was up to, but he was willing to indulge it - the tempered hatred in her eyes and the hooked charm on her lips were the strongest poison in this stagnant court...
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I love this ambiguous pulling feeling! ! ! Ancient style of strategy, sweet pet! ! ! Come if you like! ! ! !