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Chapter 477: Witch: She has become like a Zhao thief(1/2)

"Squeak...squeak..."

The deep forest at night is quiet and gentle.

The chirping of little creatures kept coming and going. It was not noisy, but made people feel peaceful.

The cave in the forest was now dark and misty, and a pair of beautiful sky-blue eyes opened silently, adding a color to the dark forest.

"My injuries have healed by 90%, but when I return to the upper reaches of Beihe River to face the three human fire-raisers, it is safe to leave after I have fully recovered. However, my current state cannot cope with the damage left by the saint on Zhao Cuo.

The backup plan is pretty sure..."

The enchantress lay peacefully on the wooden bed.

She felt the warmth and wrapping behind her, her beautiful eyes narrowed unconsciously, and the hot and gentle breathing kept hitting her ears.

They had indeed been too close to each other in the past ten days, but she believed that Zhao Thief was not a lustful person, and he must still be wary of her.

"It was unexpected that I would end up here with him. He has no holy realm to protect him at this time. Now I only have one worry about attacking him..."

The eldest princess muttered to herself silently.

Her tall and exquisite body was still unresponsive in the thief's arms.

The evil man was restless even when he was sleeping, his hand was on her heart, as if he wanted to strangle her heart.

"If we can't completely subdue him at this time, it will not end well if he rebounds later. The best time should be in Xianchan City, but there may not be such a good opportunity by then. If he really doesn't have much defense against me.

It can wait..."

Boluan Banxia hesitated when he thought about this.

She didn't want to kill Zhao Cuo. The gain outweighed the loss. The only gain was to control him.

If she takes action at this time, she may be able to capture the young prince, but what if she fails? He will definitely vent his anger with the goal of getting the eldest princess pregnant, and if he takes action again in the Demon Court Holy City, although there may not be any

There is no chance, but once you get it, you can use that artifact to make it difficult for him to stand up again.

"Let's see how defensive he is against me first before we make any calculations."

The witch made a decision in her heart.

She raised the catkins, took General Zhao's hand that was still pressing on her heart, and carefully took it away.

Fortunately, this first step did not wake up the dreamer. He seemed to be sleeping deeply, but after instinctively feeling that his palms had lost support, he unconsciously began to look for a fulcrum. The eldest princess also reacted quickly and immediately turned in his arms.

She turned around, and then pulled his erratic hand to the crotch behind her.

"Is this guy...really asleep?"

Boluan Banxia pursed his lips.

Prince Zhao's hand felt at ease after holding Fengrun's hand.

She raised her eyebrows and stared intently at the stern and peaceful face in front of her, not noticing anything unusual.

"Just use the gold hairpin to test him. If he doesn't react when stabbed in the neck, I guess he has really relaxed his vigilance towards me."

Her Royal Highness the Princess raised her hand and held a tassel hairpin, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she found that her hands were shaking for some reason.

She stared with bated breath, and put the tip of the hairpin in her hand against the sleeping General Zhao's neck. Her jade hand trembled slightly and she exerted force. She saw that his skin and flesh were sinking, and her life was in her hands.

For a moment, she looked at the evil man who was breathing steadily as usual, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and retracted her trembling hands as if relieved.

"Zhao Cuo." The demon girl called out the name of the person in front of her with suspicion, "Zhao Wu Jiu."

While she was speaking, she poked His Royal Highness in the cheek with the golden hairpin in her hand.

"Well……"

Prince Zhao flattened his lips and let out a confused groan.

The eldest princess was obviously frightened. She almost subconsciously turned her back and hid the sharp weapon behind her back.

Fortunately for her, Zhao Cuo muttered a few words and then became quiet again, hugging her tighter in her sleep.

"I acted like this, but he really didn't react at all? From this point of view, I think highly of this so-called general. I never thought that it would be too late to go back to Cicada City and capture him again..."

Boluan Banxia stared at the person hugging her tightly, she deliberately ignored

Her heartbeat was speeding up, but her breathing, which had become rapid due to nervous tension, filled her auditory world.

She suddenly began to wonder, if Zhao Cuo woke up just now when she held the gold hairpin against his throat, where would the situation develop?

Was it she who made a strong move and subdued the young master directly, or was it that he would use some unknown backhand to defeat the entire army...

"wrong!"

The enchantress frowned.

Her rationality at this time had not been shaken yet, and she was keenly aware of the strangeness of her condition. Why was she panicking?

The emotions that shouldn't appear in her body made her a little irritable for a while, but she still kept calm and kept taking deep breaths, but her short breath could not be calmed down for a while.

"What's wrong with you? You're breathing so hard. Your injury is almost healed, isn't it?"

The eldest princess was horrified when she heard this question that sounded like concern! A big warm hand had already touched her cheek.

She looked up almost in disbelief. Zhao Thief had unexpectedly opened his eyes and cast a gentle gaze on him.

How is it possible? She didn't notice that the little thief was awake. Was it because all his attention was on her?

"Did I wake you up? You have just recovered from a serious injury, and your body feels a little strange. I went to sleep on the stone platform nearby so as not to disturb your dreams again."

Boluan Banxia did not show the strangeness on her face at this time. She struggled to get up as she spoke, but was hugged tightly by the young master.

"Don't make trouble at night. It's just this bed. Where are you going to go? I'll settle the account with you tomorrow for waking me up. Go to sleep."

General Zhao whispered, slapping his hand on her plump and plump breasts, not sure if it was to comfort her or to find trouble.

After hearing this, Her Royal Highness the Princess stopped talking and buried her face in his arms, as if she wanted to hide something.

The big villain didn't feel anything was wrong. She said that the abnormality at this time was due to her injuries. He didn't think there was anything to lie about.

"Go to sleep, I'll try to coax you for a while, and I'll talk to you tomorrow if you have anything to say."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Prince Zhao unconsciously lowered his tone and gently stroked her warm and tender beautiful back. He also yawned but did not care about himself.

Go to sleep.

The enchantress remained silent, her urgent breathing and violent heartbeat gradually calmed down, and a wave of sleep came over her.

She secretly warned herself not to sleep.

"The time when Zhao Cuo woke up was too coincidental. Was he really awakened by my messy breathing? Or was he already awake when I stabbed him with the gold hairpin and just held back?"

The eldest princess's rationality will not collapse easily. It would be very unlucky for her to fall asleep in Zhao Thief's arms at this moment. There must be some tricks left behind by the human fire-bringer on this animal.

Once she really fell asleep, the villain suddenly appeared and he might not be able to restrain her. At this moment, she suddenly felt Zhao Thief's breathing getting closer.

She could feel the warm touch on her face. This temperature and shape were all too familiar to her. It was her young father-in-law's lips. With just this soft and silent kiss, the defensiveness in her heart melted away, making it difficult to control herself.

The earth fell asleep in his arms.



"Your Highness? It's almost time to get up. Didn't you promise to make soup for me?"

While Boluan Banxia was in a daze of sleep, a gentle call gradually became clear in her ears, and even so, she did not want to get up.

She pursed her lips a little impatiently and turned over in Zhao Zei's arms without raising her head.

Then, she felt a pair of hands on her waist, moving to her neck and abdomen respectively.

"I didn't wake you up so early in the morning."

The young father-in-law's voice sounded again.

He seemed to be gently stroking the jade neck of the beauty in his arms.

Her Royal Highness the Princess did not respond, her tall body nestled softly in his arms, feeling sleepy.

"It's already noon. Have you slept for too long? I've been awake for almost two hours."

He placed his head next to Xia Yaonv's ear and breathed hot air.

The sleepy lazy cat still ignored her, his delicate eyebrows didn't even move, and his consciousness was still hazy.

General Zhao raised his eyebrows, and the hand on her greasy belly began to rub gently. This was an unacceptable violation for the kitten.

"Hmm~"

Sure enough, she let out a low groan, as if in protest, but still had no intention of waking up.

"You're so lazy. Is your injury still not serious? I'll let you sleep for half an hour at most. If you don't get up by then, I'm going to take action."

Prince Zhao finally whispered into the ear of the enchantress in his arms. He no longer pinched the little belly that was squeezed out after she curled up, and waved his fingers to write.

He was probably ill. During this period of time, he liked to write all kinds of words on the eldest princess, and the words he wrote were all very possessive and contemptuous.

It's a pity that he can only draw with his fingers, but one day he will definitely write an immortal chapter with his pen.

"I'd better sleep a little longer..."

However, before he fell asleep, the warmth in his arms suddenly became stiff, and she struggled to sit up before her young master-in-law could speak.
To be continued...
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