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    Bo Ting lifted up his dragon robe and squatted down, staring at Hua Li’s snow-clear side face, which became more and more exposed. When King Qi died, he finally no longer needed to hide his thoughts that he had hidden for so long. He looked at the delicate beauty greedily, and without thinking, he reached out to hold Hua Li into his arms.

    Just then, a cold light flashed, and Princess Qi, who had been silent all this time, actually held a dagger and stabbed him.

    “Go to hell!”

    Her undisguised hatred soared to the sky. After Bo Ting was stunned for a short time, he quickly dodged her killing move. The moment he leaned back, she swung at him faster, and the sharp blade slid across Bo Ting’s face.

    The stinging pain on his cheek was not severe, but it was enough to make the moody emperor furious. He had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he easily caught the woman who wanted to kill him in a flash.

    He squeezed her hand heavily, and the sharp blade was directly pressed against his neck. As soon as he let go, she would immediately stab him through the neck.

    “Why did Ali want to kill me?”

    Hua Li’s eyes were red and she was as angry as crazy: “You’re still pretending! It was you who poisoned my husband! I know everything! I’m going to kill you! Kill you!”

    It was a real murderous intention. Bo Ting stared intently at the woman he had been thinking about for a long time. He suddenly sneered and struck her elbow with a palm, dislocating her without mercy. The moment the dagger fell to the ground, he grabbed her long hair.

    “Yes, it was me who gave him the poison. I had someone drink it for him, haha! Do you know why I did this?” He’s vicious gaze was like a cold snake. He looked at Huali, who bit her lip and made no sound, and the perverted pleasure in her heart was even greater: “For you, I love you so much, don’t you know? Why do you want to marry him? I am the emperor, why do you want to marry him!”

    “You lunatic! You have to die!” Hua Li cursed angrily. Her dislocated hand was in severe pain. She could only use her other hand to hit the damn man repeatedly. The back of her head was held in He’s palm and she couldn’t break free.

    Bo Ting smiled wantonly, and even got close to Hua Li’s cheek, licking her face which was flushed with anger: “It’s okay if I don’t die well, but today, do you know what I’m going to do?”

    He’s face was scratched by Hua Li with a dagger, and the scars dripping with blood were hideous, making him look like a ghost.

    Hua Li hadn’t eaten for a long time. The entanglement just now had already made her dizzy from exhaustion, and her hand was interrupted by Bo Ting. Cold sweat dripped from her forehead, and her breathing was so weak that she could hardly breathe.

    So much so that Bo Ting threw her to the ground and couldn’t get up for a while.

    “Why don’t you stand in front of Brother Huang’s soul today and let him watch how I fuck you.”

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