Xin Yue didn't move, raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes flickering like stars, but he didn't speak.

His lips trembled slightly, and he turned around and left.

Chu Zhiling pulled her forcefully, took her into the room, and shouted to the women beside the tub: "Get out of here."

The women couldn't believe it: "Master..."

Chu Zhiling was impatient: "Don't make me say it a second time."

His tone was not very harsh, but he conveyed an air of calm and intimidating violence that could not be rejected.

The women quickly put on their clothes and looked at Chu Zhiling reluctantly when they went out. This man was tall and strong. More importantly, he had power, money, and connections. Although he was a pirate now, he would be determined in time.

Many people believe that he can achieve great things. As long as he pleases him, he will enjoy endless wealth.

It's just that the woman next to him has a cold and unmoved expression, she really is in a state of bliss and does not know how blessed she is.

The women secretly sighed and quickly exited the room.

Chu Zhiling put his hands on Xin Yue's waist. Xin Yue's delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but he did not push Chu Zhiling away as before.

Chu Zhiling reached out and took off the cotton stuffing in her ears, and her voice softened unconsciously: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Xin Yue remained silent, his slightly curled eyelashes cast a shadow on the side of his nose under the light, making his fair and jade face look even more delicate.

Chu Zhiling sat on the chair and put her on his lap. She pursed her lips but did not refuse.

His fingers penetrated into her black hair and pressed slowly on her ears, trying to make her ears feel more comfortable. The light fragrance of his daughter's house lingered in Chu Zhiling's nose, and his thin lips were slightly opened.

, there was a hint of helplessness in the murmured words: "What should I do with you?"

Knowing that she was indifferent to him, ruthless to him, even to the point of wanting him to die, such a woman was really a big problem and deserved to be killed. Reason told him that even if he couldn't kill her, he should torture her well and make her beg for mercy and suffer.

, if no action is taken, his prestige in the hearts of his brothers will undoubtedly weaken.

But she would also think of that day, when she really had the chance to kill him, but she hesitated and did not take action. She said she would resign herself to fate, but she lured the Ming Dynasty soldiers away. She was ruthless but compassionate.

It’s really a headache. What should I do with her?

Pamper her when she doesn't want her, love her when she retreats, punish her... She feels uncomfortable at all, but he can dwell on it for a long time... How else to punish her?

Just now, I was so horny that I noticed a change in her expression, and my heart started to ripple, and I quickly waved my hand to send everyone away.

"Are you feeling better?"

The low and melodious voice is gentle enough to make people drown.

Xin Yue clenched his fists, took a breath, and then said "hmm" very softly.

"Rest with me tonight." He kissed her cheek and murmured in her ear.

He opened his eyes slightly, resisted subconsciously, and remembered something: "Let me ask you..."

He put his lips on hers, drank a little, and whispered softly: "Ask me tomorrow."

She wanted to talk, but Chu Zhiling was worried that the calmness and gentleness on the surface would be broken, so he promised: "I will sleep with you in my arms and not touch you."

Xin Yue raised his chin slightly: "Swear, if you touch me, you will have no descendants."

Even if he agreed, Chu Zhiling shook his head and smiled: "Why are you so cruel?"

After blowing out the lights and carrying her to bed, Chu Zhiling held Xin Yue in his arms and buried her face in his chest. The girl murmured muffledly: "Can you wear some clothes to sleep with?"

Chu Zhiling put his hand on her chest and gently pulled it: "How about wearing yours?"

"Hey, Chu Zhiling." Xin Yue stopped his hand.

Chu Zhiling's big palm wrapped her hand, making a scoundrel gesture: "I'm here, what do you want from me?"

Chu Zhiling hugged her tightly, thought of something, and smiled helplessly: "Tomorrow, that stinky guy A Yan will yell for me to get medicine again." Following Xin Yue's words, Chu Zhiling closed his eyes.

Blinded.

After a long time, a girl's low call came from the air: "If you trust me so much, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

He thought he would not get an answer, but the man with his eyes closed opened them: "I have told people that if one day I am killed by you, then Xin Weilian, that Japanese bastard, or anyone else you care about will be killed.

Bury with me." He murmured sleepily, his voice a little dull.

Xin Yue thought of the inhumane massacre in Jinshawan a few days ago. Sister Zhang couldn't close her eyes before she died. Her back suddenly stiffened, and she tried hard to force herself to close her eyes without saying a word.

The next day, Chu Zhiling asked Xin Yue: "What did you want to ask me last night?"

Xin Yue tilted his head as if thinking, and after a long time replied: "Oh, I forgot."

She heard that he had locked up Xin Weilian because of her. In the dark room, the boy was crying uncontrollably, so she wanted to tell him indirectly that Xin Weilian's life and death was not within her scope of concern. However, what he said yesterday was as if he

If she wanted Xin Weilian to be buried with him when she died, she would know that no matter what she said to him, he would not let Xin Weilian go.

That's it, there's nothing more you can do.

Chu Zhiling's fleet will go to Japan soon, hoping that there will be a turning point there.

In the 17th century, Japan's generals controlled the real power and issued decrees to close the country. However, Japan's isolation was different from China's. China pursued "nothing can go to the sea" and prohibited domestic and foreign trade, while Japan only prohibited its own people from going to the sea and did not prohibit foreign traders.

Strictly control the spread of Christianity.

Hirado is the southern gate of Japan, a natural harbor with clear blue waves.

Seven or eight anchored schooners were scattered and floating on the water near the pier. These were mostly Chinese merchant ships that came by the southeast monsoon, and there were also one or two Spanish and Dutch merchant ships.

The Golden Dragon lowered its sails, heavy anchors on both sides were inserted into the water, and thick ropes secured the giant ship. The wooden ship had a unique and peaceful beauty in the shallow water at sunset.

Chu Zhiling and Xin Yue attracted everyone's attention as soon as they stepped onto the street. They looked like they were from the Tang Dynasty. The men were tall and straight, more than a head taller than many men here. Their clothes were made of fine satin.

The style is also very novel and unique, and the eyes are cold and sharp, exuding the aura of a king invisibly.

The girl following him had a few white pearls randomly plucked into her black hair. Her hair was slightly loose at the temples, and her laziness revealed a natural sophistication. She was outlined in a dark black dress that mainly combined oriental charm with the essence of the West.

With a slender and beautiful figure, her eyes seemed to glow amber in the sunlight, scanning the bustling streets and alleys transparently and lightly.

Xin Yue must have some emotions in her heart. This country is her mother's country. The Japanese girl in kimono passed by her, and a rich fragrance filled the air. It was the fragrance of Qinan, fumigating in her hair.

It smelled so good that Xin Yue suddenly thought of his mother.

It was at dusk, with thoughts and sorrow in his eyes, and when Xin Yue's attention was distracted, there was a thick warmth on his waist. The next moment he was taken into his arms, and there was a light white sandalwood in his breath, which was simple and quiet.

Long and deep.

A familiar deep voice: "What are you thinking about? Be careful."
Chapter completed!