Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 1039

Following that, Ai Lin's gaze fell upon the wound on Mu Jin's shoulder that had been bandaged up. A red dot had already begun to vaguely appear on the white gauze.

However, Mu Jin seemed to have misunderstood Ai Lin's intentions. His words that were filled with warmth a moment ago were suddenly filled with a hint of coldness: "You want to use my blood to impersonate you?"

"No, I'm just worried about your body." Ai Lin immediately rejected.

"There's no harm if This King says so." Just as Mu Jin finished speaking, Ai Lin used his hand to push Mu Jin away, as though he was trying to get Mu Jin to get up from his body.

Mu Jin actually held onto Ai Lin's hand backwards, his pitch-black, deep eyes became extremely serious. A hint of coldness flashed past his thin lips, and he said after a long while: "You … It can't be a chaste body, right? "

Now that he had said this, a woman could not stop him for the sake of her reputation and integrity.

Ai Lin was stunned, seeing Mu Jin's serious expression, Ai Lin wanted to retort, but for some reason, she stopped herself from doing so.

She suddenly wanted to probe if Mu Jin would still be together with her if she did not have a pure body.

But when she thought about it carefully, she felt that this did not make sense, because the current Mu Jin had not fallen in love with her completely yet.

"Yes …" General Li from last night? " Mu Jin asked.

Ai Lin shook her head.

"Who is it?" Mu Jin's cold voice seemed to carry a trace of anger.

From Mu Jin's gaze, she could tell that Mu Jin still cared a lot, but he was mostly angry, after all this was ancient times, and he was also a prince!

"Your Highness, you misunderstood. I just thought that if you were to support your arm like this, the wound you just sewed would split open. So, I was thinking that your Highness, you should be better off lying down." When Ai Lin finished speaking, the look in his eyes when he looked at Mu Jin became much gentler.

But right after, Mu Jin's eyes became devilishly charming once more, "So, you want to be above this duke?"

[I don't think a woman is allowed to be here in the ancient times, right?]

"That's not it..." Before Ai Lin even finished her sentence, Mu Jin turned around and with a turn of her body, Ai Lin sat on top of Mu Jin.

In order to not let Mu Jin's wounds tear open, Ai Lin had to take the initiative a little more, even though he still felt unsatisfied. It was as if all the men had the desire to conquer and conquer their land, and were thinking of reclaiming their sovereignty.

There were several times when Ai Lin was about to press him down again, but all Ai Lin had to do was say: Don't move.

Mu Jin would immediately be more obedient, but after so many times, Ai Lin's words were useless.

Mu Jin's current rationality was completely seized by l.u.s.t, and what he was thinking in his heart was that Ai Lin would be kneaded into his own body.

In the end, Ai Lin had no other choice and could only allow Mu Jin to do as she pleased.

When that moment came, Ai Lin still felt pain, and really pain. Back then, when she was still dreaming, she had vowed that she wouldn't want to experience it a second time, but the result …

Not long after, rhythmic "creaking" sounds came from the big red pear flower bed along with soft moans.

It filled the entire room with its enchanting atmosphere, and even the candles that were about to burn down began to emit an ambiguous glow.

The moment the candle was extinguished, both Mu Jin and Mu Jin heaved a sigh of relief. Fine beads of sweat covered their entire bodies, but Ai Lin's face was suffused with an unusual redness, it was as though he was a peaches that was completely red in color.

"You seem very skilled." Ai Lin gasped as she laid on the bed. Mu Jin was also very tired, so she took the opportunity to lie on Ai Lin's body, and said those words while panting.

But at this time, Ai Lin realised that the silver mask on her face disappeared.

Previously, when Yifan Yun Yu arrived, as long as Mu Jin got close to her, she would have felt Mu Jin's icy cold silver mask first.

Ai Lin immediately extended her hand to touch her, but the surprised Mu Jin did not stop her. Her beautiful features, and skin as fine as snow, truly made Ai Lin's heart race even more.

Even though it was pitch black and he could not see anything, he could feel that the temperature of Mu Jin's face was just as hot as hers through the warmth of his palm.

"Hmm? Answer This King. " Mu Jin rubbed his ears as he listened to Ai Lin, the feeling of skin against flesh was truly great.

They could both feel each other's heartbeats and body temperature, as well as the sweat that was tightly intertwined together.

"The one who married four w.a.n.gfei was you …" How could she be proficient at this? She was just a bit more cooperative.

It was because his shoulder was injured.

"This King hasn't even touched them and they are all dead." Mu Jin bit Ai Lin's lips.

"There are no other consorts!" Both of Ai Lin's hands were wrapped around Mu Jin's neck, and she looked extremely intimate.

Even though it was pitch black in front of him, and he couldn't see anything, Ai Lin was still very happy when he felt the warmth from Mu Jin's body being pressed so close to him.

"All the young masters of rich families have a maid when they were fourteen. Don't you know this?" What Mu Jin meant was, forget about royalty, even if it was a young master with a bit of a family, he would still arrange for a maidservant to attend to him when he was 14 years old.

"Is that so …" The ancient people were really abnormal. They were only fourteen years old.

Of course, these words were probably Mu Jin's joke. He did not say these words in his dreams, even the princess consort was unwilling to touch him, let alone those palace maids.

Ai Lin's tone was evidently a little disappointed. Mu Jin could tell: "Are you telling this duke the truth or not?"

"Why does Your Highness want to ask this?" Turn on the light and you'll know the answer. " After he finished speaking, Ai Lin was about to stand up, but he was pulled into his embrace by Mu Jin.

"So confident?" Mu Jin chuckled: "It's fine if you lie to this king right now, but if you can't lie to good luck woman tomorrow … This King will then take on the sixth w.a.n.gfei! "

Mu Jin's voice was not cold nor indifferent, it gently blew next to Ai Lin's ear, but the power of a king that was inadvertently revealed, made no one dare to underestimate him.

Please, of course she was confident. He was the only one who had touched her body, and was the one who had pretended to be in pain?

But why did Mu Jin's words sound so sweet to her?

"The Prince still doesn't believe me?" Ai Lin lied on Mu Jin's robust chest, her slender hands touching his thin lips from his chin to his thick nose.

When Ai Lin's hand was about to touch Mu Jin's eyes, it was actually held by Mu Jin's hand. With a low and deep voice, with a faint trace of coldness: "No matter how much courage the Prime Minister has, he would not dare to send a woman who has lost her chast.i.ty in front of this king."

Ai Lin smiled slightly, "My prince, when did you remove the silver mask on your face?"

"When the lights go out."

Ha, he also felt that wearing it was troublesome, right?

"That prince's face doesn't seem to be injured …" Why are you wearing a mask? " Ai Lin tried to pull away from Mu Jin's hands, but she was held tightly by him.

Mu Jin's serene and deep eyes looked forward unfathomably, and said indifferently: "This way, no one will be able to guess this king's thoughts."

He also did not know that he was actually not the real Yun Xie.

Ai Lin repeatedly nodded her head. In her heart, she clearly knew that Mu Jin was using Yun Xie's ident.i.ty to announce to the outside world that her face was ruined. Her eyes were blind, and she wore a silver mask.

This was still better than wearing a disguise mask every day.

However, she still wanted to see Mu Jin's face. In her dreams, it was beautiful, and in the immortal dust, it was also a dream.

Furthermore, this feeling that she couldn't see was just like a fragrant dish placed in front of her. It only made her salivate, not allowing her to eat it.

But even so, Ai Lin would not easily ask Mu Jin to show her his face.

If he was willing to, he would have long taken off his mask. Why wait for the light to go out before taking it off?

Suddenly, Ai Lin felt something tighten behind her back. Mu Jin's strong and powerful arms tightly wrapped around Ai Lin's body, and a low and hoa.r.s.e voice came out of her thin lips, "Princess, from the moment this king took off her mask, your life and this king's life will be tightly bound together. If this king dies, you will also die!"

This meant that if she told the third person that his face was unharmed and intact, then her time of death would also come.

Her words might sound intimidating, but it made Ai Lin smile brightly. A pair of clear Yan's beautiful eyes were filled with an oath as if it was made of dried up rocks and sea, and her captivating red lips slightly opened: "Since I am already Your Highness's person, no matter if Your Highness is alive or dead, on the mountain of blades or on the sea of flames, I will always accompany Your Highness. I hope Your Highness will still treat me like that in the future …"

Mu Jin's pitch-black eyes were as bright as the stars at this moment. Lowering them, they tightly locked onto Ai Lin's eyes and after a long while, he cleared his throat and said, "Whatever you do to this king, this king will do to you."

After all, you are ten years older than me, and sometimes I get unhappy. I'm angry, and if I did something wrong, you have to let me take care of me. "

After Mu Jin heard these words, his hand naturally stroked Ai Lin's straight hair. The heart that had been frozen for five years seemed to have been completely shattered by these words.

Was this girl really sent by the Ju'er to accompany him?

This was because in this world, only the Ju'er would act like a spoiled child and make demands of him.

When he heard Ai Lin's words, he couldn't help but want to go and protect her.

"Tell This King honestly, is it really because of that dream that you married This King?" All the women avoided him. Those who wanted to get close to him would only be those who tried to a.s.sa.s.sinate him.

Could she really be an exception?