Chapter 12: Free the Lion's Heart, Shackles Are Useless

Mrs. Pearl had other thoughts in her mind as she leaned back against the round table.

Gongsun Ce noticed Madam Mingzhu's little action and smiled slightly, "How long do you think it will take for the King of Han to wake up?"

Madam Mingzhu was confident, "He won't wake up before dawn."

Gongsun Ce's mouth curled up dangerously, "That means no matter what I do to you, Han Wangan will never know."

"what do you want to do?"

Gongsun Ce lifted Madam Mingzhu's chin with his right hand, forcing her to look at him. The next moment, Gongsun Ce's hand began to slide down.

Madam Mingzhu felt that Gongsun Ce's hand seemed to have magical power, making it impossible for her to stand still.

Madam Mingzhu was shocked. Although she was nominally the King of Han's concubine, nothing happened between her and King Han An, or in her heart the King of Han was not worthy of her.

Now Gongsun Ce's actions were getting more and more aggressive. Madam Mingzhu began to panic. She was expecting and disgusted...

All sorts of ambiguous emotions began to spread in my heart, "Stop!"

"Oh? Stop? But your body tells me that it doesn't want to."

Madam Mingzhu resisted verbally but did not push Gongsun Ce away. She began to mix the spices with her hands behind her back.

In the eyes of others, Mrs. Mingzhu was playing it safe.

“Bang, crash!”

Madam Mingzhu didn't care whether the spices she prepared were correct or not, and sprinkled them directly on Gongsun Ce, then she ducked and tried to escape from under the round table.

The effect of the Word Spirit·Winter on Gongsun Ce has not completely ended yet, and his breathing is longer than usual.

The moment Madam Mingzhu sprinkled the spices, Gongsun Ce quickly held his breath, reached down with both hands, and embraced Madam Mingzhu in his arms.

"let me go……"

Madam Mingzhu fell into Gongsun Ce's hands again, but she forgot the spices she had sprinkled before. While struggling, Madam Mingzhu inhaled a lot of them.

In order to make King Han An fall deeply into a spring dream, the spices used by Lady Mingzhu included not only sleeping pills but also those that accelerate ejaculation.

At this moment, the spices that Madam Mingzhu used on Han Wangan finally took effect on her.

Mrs. Mingzhu's body temperature began to rise, her heartbeat began to accelerate, and her cheeks gradually turned red.

Madam Mingzhu spoke with the last bit of her sanity, "I am the concubine of the King of Han. I don't want to be torn into pieces by the King of Han. I advise you to let me go."

The words were scary, but the tone was exceptionally soft and charming, not like a threat, but more like a coquettish tone.

Gongsun Ce didn't say much, but proved his courage with actions.

The effect of the Word Spirit·Winter ended at this time. The blood flow in Gongsun Ce's body accelerated, but his body temperature did not rise immediately.

Madam Mingzhu was fortunate enough to experience Gongsun Ce at 25 degrees Celsius. It was a bit cold, but it made Madam Mingzhu remember it in her heart while it was heartbreaking.

The sky gradually brightened, and Mrs. Mingzhu was like a puddle of mud, dehydrated, bleeding, and weak...

A bunch of debuffs were added to her body, making it difficult for Madam Mingzhu to even move a finger.

Gongsun Ce's golden eyes opened at some point, and Long Wei left an indelible mark in Madam Mingzhu's heart.

At this moment, Gongsun Ce was already raging with blood, releasing the heart of a lion, raging violently.

The only logic of dragons is that fists are the hard truth. Modern society and the life of the Gongsun family have made Gongsun Ce's humanity far greater than his dragon nature. System: Dragon Spirit System

Host: Gongsun Ce
Bloodline: Level A (temporary)

Word Spirit: ①Sequence 1: Winter (100%)
Introduction: Reduce body functions, reduce breathing and blood flow to the limit, and only maintain the minimum needs of life.

②Sequence 17: Dark Thunder (100%)
Introduction: Compressed air is blown out, causing an explosion effect.

③Sequence 59: Kamaitachi (10%)
Introduction: The name comes from the wind demon in mythology. It can enhance hearing and acts like a radar. The domain of the sickle weasel is very large.

It can bring back amplified and accurate sound to the user, and can be used to determine the direction of the sound source within a certain range.

Number of Word Spirit Extractions: 0
Gongsun Ce's blood-thirsty state did not end, and his bloodline was forcibly raised to a higher level.

Mrs. Mingzhu's voice was a little hoarse, "Will you come again?"

Gongsun Ce lifted Madam Mingzhu's chin, his possessiveness bursting at this moment, "You are my pet, and I am your only master."

The domineering words made Madam Mingzhu's heart tremble, "Yes."

Gongsun Ce knew that Madam Mingzhu had not been completely tamed by him, and was just unable to resist him at the moment, but this was what made it interesting.

Seeing that King Han An was about to wake up, Gongsun Ce chuckled and climbed onto the beam.

Mrs. Mingzhu calmed herself down and started to put on her makeup.

Except for Gongsun Ce, who was not affected by the spices that Madam Mingzhu prepared for the second time last night, both King Han An and Madam Mingzhu were affected.

However, after Mrs. Mingzhu had her spring breeze, her complexion became more rosy, as if she had been nourished by something.

When she turned her head slightly to look at Han Wangan, Han Wangan felt that Madam Mingzhu seemed to be more beautiful.

However, after Han Wangan inhaled the spices, his dreams became even more decadent, and his kidneys almost turned into dates. Now he is powerless.

Gongsun Ce was watching from the beam and found it funny. He guessed that King Han An was still marveling at the majesty of last night and had never thought that there was someone else eating the meat.

Madam Mingzhu gave a subtle look to Gongsun Ce who was trying to hold back his laughter on the beam, and then bowed to King Han An.

"Your Majesty, you were really scary last night. I still feel weak all over. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Han Wangan immediately waved his hand and said, "My beloved concubine, please excuse me. I still have to attend the morning court, so I will leave first."

Han Wangan's excuse is completely false. The court usually goes to court at around five o'clock, and now it is completely past the time.

Moreover, in order to enjoy himself, King Han An did not hold morning court every day.

Han Wangan was just holding on. Even though he had difficulty walking, he pretended to be completely fine and slowly walked out of Madam Mingzhu's bedroom.

At this time, the palace maid who was transferred away by Madam Mingzhu had returned to the door of the bedroom. Seeing Han Wangan coming out, she hurriedly supported him.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, poor Han Wangan. If I'm not mistaken, it's a similar scene at Lady Hu's place."

Madam Mingzhu was a little afraid to look directly into Gongsun Ce's eyes, who were still in a state of violent bleeding.

She avoided looking at Gongsun Ce and stared at his belt, "I taught that woman this skill. It's easy for people to see the clues when a man is the only one favored in the harem.

Besides, Han Wangan actually has no ability anymore, unless he uses medicine."

(End of this chapter)