The Evil Law of the Bad Daughter

The heavens cannot live without Xia Jin, and Tianjue thinks that as long as Jin acts as his patron saint of the heavens, it will be fine so that he and the prince's throne will not be threatened.

However, being suspicious by nature, he always suspects that Jin and the flower god are plotting, and he will not stop until Jin is imprisoned in the heaven every day.

How many days has he been in the human world?Before coming to the human world, he also lived in the flower world, and Changlaoge was even more afraid that he would unite with the flower world to avenge his mother and the grievances he suffered as a child.

Although they don't have a role in the Elder's Pavilion, it doesn't mean they don't know about it!

Prevent?Tianjue is the king of the heavens, and there is no evidence for this matter. He failed to assassinate many times, so the Changlao Pavilion is fine, but he is still worried that Jin will have a lump in his heart!

Jin was extremely disgusted by this group of people. Fortunately, her mother married into the flower world and left that smoky and suspicious planet.

He didn't want to see those flattering smiling faces in that place for a moment.But...they are all more or less blood related to him, and the princess is kind-hearted and still regards the heaven as her home, so Jin can protect the heaven well.

"My lord?" Xiu Yan's voice interrupted Jin's train of thought.

"In a few days." Jin said lightly.

"Yes!" Xiu Yan's figure disappeared in the night.

With a click, the door was opened.

"Jin." Lan Ruoyin's voice was full of exhaustion.

She still came back.

Jin was slightly happy, but when she turned around, she was in a mess, her lips and eyes were red and swollen, and her hair was a little messy. Her body was covered by a large white coat, which was obviously not hers.

Jin felt a pain in his heart, and walked over to hold her cold hand, but anger rose in his heart.

What did Yi Yanfeng do to her? !

Since you love her so much, why don't you take pity on her!

"Xiao Luo...don't cry..." Seeing a gleam of water in her eyes, Jin was a little flustered, and gently stroked the water droplets on her eyelashes.

"Jin!" Lan Ruoyin felt infinite guilt in her heart, and hugged him tightly, Jin...you fool!Why?She came back so late, and it was obvious that she was... But he didn't blame him at all, but felt distressed.

The first thing I said when I saw her was not to ask her what she was doing and who she was with, but to tell her, Xiaoluo, don't cry, there is me.

Jin like this?How can she hurt?

Jin Hui hugged her, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry Ruo Rao, I didn't protect you well. I shouldn't have let you see him!"

If she hadn't met Yi Yanfeng, would everything have been the same?

But the encounter between her and him was planned by him alone.

Xia Jin, do you regret it now?

But it's too late!

Lan Raoyin shook her head, "Fool! What does this have to do with you. I..." She couldn't continue, only a complicated sigh at the end.

Jin, Jin...what's wrong with you?The one who should say sorry is actually her.

His embrace will always be her harbor.

Tired, home that can be docked.

"Jin...Actually, I..." After hesitating for a long time, I finally didn't say anything.

He understands everything, doesn't he?

In fact, he has always known that her feelings for him are deep, but they are not love.

Jin let go of her and stared at her deeply, "Are you tired? Take a shower before going to bed!"

Lan Raoyin nodded, just about to take off his coat, but suddenly remembered something, stopped his hands, and walked to the wardrobe.

Jin was puzzled, why did she look so strange?

Walk behind her, hold her shoulders, and turn to face yourself.

Looking at his deep gaze, Lan Ruoyin felt a little guilty.

She put her hand on her collar, trying to pull the zipper down, but she stopped. "Jin, don't."

Jin's hand tightened and pulled it down.

There were ambiguous hickey marks under her torn clothes, the bluish-purple traces showed how hard the instigator was, and the scenery on her chest was faintly visible.

Jin's breathing was visibly rapid.

Lan Raoyin blushed, put away her jacket, "Jin, I..."

"Is it him?" There was no trace of blame in his tone, only deep distress and anger.