Her voice was hoarse, and tears rolled down her pale face, falling straight on his arm. The salty tears seeped into the wounds she had scratched, and she was instantly numb.

.

He just stood there, neither agreeing nor rejecting, just looking at her and watching her tears flow down drop by drop.

However, these tears were not shed for him.

He still remembered that she had never begged him for mercy even if she was forced into a desperate situation by him and even if she was in extreme pain.

But now, she begged again and again for that man.

"I said, don't mention him in front of me in the future..."

After a long time, he heard himself say this, and his voice was so quiet that he didn't know whether he was talking to her or to himself.

But like a thirsty traveler in an ascetic desert who suddenly discovered an oasis, she wiped away her tears and promised repeatedly with bright eyes:

"I'll never mention him again... As long as you let him go... I'll never mention him again... okay... oh... please..."

She clenched her hands very tightly, as if he was all her hope, and she was afraid that if she let go, she would lose everything.

And he understood very well that such dependence was only because he was the one who controlled the life and death of another man, and that man happened to be the one she cared about most.

"Hey... promise me... I beg you... I will definitely forget him... really... please..."

She cried and begged, but seeing that he was still indifferent, she hurriedly hugged his waist, raised her head and kissed his face and mouth carelessly, panting and saying hurriedly:

"Hey... As long as you are willing to let him go... I can do whatever you want... Really... If you want a child... I can give birth to you... If you want me to take the initiative... I can also...

"

Xia Houlie felt as if he had been thrown into the ice and snow, and the biting cold wind made his whole body ache.

He sneered, his voice cold, making her shudder, "I don't like... I don't like you begging me for other men... I don't like it, you are willing to give birth to my child only for others... and you are willing to take the initiative to approach me.

I……"

When Mu Qingwan heard his words, she immediately raised her head, only to see him looking at her, his eyes as frozen as ice. Her heart suddenly sank, her tears fell faster, and her voice was anxious and uncertain:

"Hey...what do you want from me...before you let him go..."

Even if she no longer has love for Hengzhi, those eight years of love were not a lie. Hengzhi is like a brother and a close relative in her heart. How could she watch helplessly as he was sent to the frontier, where life and death were at stake?

Where to be tortured?

Xia Houlie's eyes never moved away from her face. Her anxiety and worry fell in his eyes, making his heart feel like he was being thrown into an endless abyss.

Don't blame him, attribute all the good things she has to her for some purpose.

If it weren't for that man, would she still be by his side today? Would she still cook for him like a gentle wife? Would she still say those loving words to him so softly?

?

He quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Do you care about him that much?"

In fact, what he really wants to ask is: Do you love him that much?

However, subconsciously, he didn't want to use this word on them because he was afraid of hearing her affirmative answer.

How much love is there? To what extent does love reach...?

And she just lowered her eyelids and did not answer such a sensitive question. If she said she didn't care, then what was the purpose of her plea at the moment? If she said she did care, then it would undoubtedly make him even more angry.

So, she chose to remain silent.

It's just that this silence, in Xia Houlie's eyes, is a kind of acquiescence.

The pain was so extreme that he suddenly chuckled and pinched her chin:

"Very good. If that's the case, then use all your skills. You're asking me for such an embarrassing thing, so you have to satisfy me. What do you think?"

The contempt in his eyes stung her, and she hurriedly defended:

"I...I'm not..."

"Don't do it? Okay! So that's all you care about him."

After he said it coldly, he let go of her and suddenly lost her support. She took several steps back before she stabilized herself. When she regained consciousness, he had already reached the door of the room.

She immediately ran up to him, hugged him from behind, and nodded casually, "Okay, I'll do it... I'll do it..."

She walked in front of him, looked at his broad chest, and felt a little breathless. This was not the result she wanted. This would only make her feel humiliated, but for the sake of Hengzhi, she had to do this.

She really couldn't just watch and let him be tortured and pretend to be indifferent.

Forget it, he is his man anyway, so what if he takes the initiative once?

If you can get Hengzhi's life in exchange for taking the initiative once, then it's worth it.

Thinking like this, her tense nerves relaxed. She closed her eyes to calm down, and touched his neck with her cold fingers, moving to his bones bit by bit, slowly lingering on them.

, and then began to unbutton his buttons.

The black gemstone buttons had a biting chill, but her fingers were as hot as fire. As the buttons were loosened one by one, his firm crotch was exposed. The lines were smooth and graceful, unlike those modern crotch men.

So exaggerated, but every piece is full of manly power.

Even though it wasn't the first time she saw it, she still blushed and her heart beat. She tried hard to hide her shyness, stretched out her hand to touch it gently, and put her mouth close, leaving wet patches behind.

Xia Houlie's breathing gradually became faster, his hands clenched into fists, and his muscles became extremely tight.

When she noticed his reaction, she felt her heart beating like a drum, and her face turned red from embarrassment.

After a short pause, she opened her crotch and gently touched his crotch. He sighed, and involuntarily put his hand on top of her head and gently stroked her hair. Gradually, she tightened her grip, and she felt her scalp tingling slightly.

Painful, I looked up and saw the coldness in his eyes:

"Where did you learn these? Did Helian Hengzhi teach you?"

She didn't expect that he would say that, her face turned pale, and she grabbed his robe tightly, "Hey...how can you say that...you know that I have nothing to do with Hengzhi..."

As soon as the name was mentioned, she immediately panicked and quickly changed the subject: "It's you... you just did this to me..."

The corners of Xia Houlie's mouth were slightly raised, and he said with a half-smile, "Oh? Do you remember it so clearly?"

Her face turned red and her voice was almost inaudible: "Well..."

He squinted his eyes slightly and stared at her gently twisting in his arms. He felt the fire in his heart getting stronger and stronger, and his voice became colder and colder:

"That's it? Huh?"

His deliberate procrastination made her lower her head to look at what she had deliberately not paid attention to just now. When she saw the dragon rising below, her heart suddenly beat as fast as a drum.

She closed her eyes and calmed down, thinking about how drunk she was that night, and said to herself, just go ahead and treat it as if you were drunk, and it would not be so difficult to do it.

Thinking about that time in the carriage, she traced the gourd in the same way, wrapping her fingers around it, and the hot temperature spread through her palms, and the pulse of the snow veins on it made her heart beat.

She felt his body tremble, and heard a "crunching" sound coming from his knuckles.

She trembled a little and her teeth trembled involuntarily. She instantly heard a low sigh from his throat, whether it was pain or transcendence. Then he gritted his teeth and shouted her name word by word, each time.

Every word was bitten so hard, with an anger that almost destroyed the heaven and earth.

She didn't know if she had hurt him, so she quickly let go and looked up at him frantically, only to meet his cold, dark eyes, which made her heart tremble.

For the first time, she discovered that so many emotions, anger, jealousy, shock, pain, helplessness, could exist in a person's eyes at the same time...

Before she could react, he lifted her body up and threw her onto the imperial concubine's couch next to her. The next second, he also grabbed her by the neck. He laughed loudly, but his voice was extremely miserable.

:

"Mu Qingwan, you can actually do this for that man! Do you love him so much? Huh?"

Mu Qingwan panicked and instinctively reached out to grab his wrist, saying in a trembling voice:

"Hey, that's not the case... I don't love him... How many times do I have to say it... What I love is you... it's you..."

He tipped over and fell on top of her. She felt breathless, but she couldn't push him away.

His head was buried in the crook of her neck, his lips were close to her ear, and he said softly:

"Who am I, Helian Hengzhi? Why should I help him? Just because he is your former lover, should I let him go? Have you ever thought that if it was me who was captured in that war, he

Will you let me go? Four countries coexist and there are frequent wars. Even if it wasn't for you, we might be able to in the future.

We meet on the battlefield for our respective ambitions. If I let him go now, I will undoubtedly let the tiger go back to the mountain. He will never let me go. Dongmo and Beiyan will have a big battle sooner or later. By then, if I fall

If I'm in his hands, are you going to use the method you used on me today to beg him to let me go?"

"Awful..."

To be honest, she didn't think about it that much. She only knew that the moment she learned that Hengzhi was captured, she subconsciously wanted to save him. She subconsciously didn't want the handsome, noble, gentle and jade-like young man in her memory to disappear.

That's all.

He didn't wait for her to finish speaking, held her hand and moved it to the pink scar on his chest, saying in a low voice:

"This is the injury I suffered last time in Dongmo Palace. At that time, I was only focused on finding you and didn't pay attention to the cold arrows in the dark. If Leng Su hadn't arrived in time to suck out the poison from me, I might have been killed by He Lian Heng.

He was poisoned to death... plus you... Wan, let me ask you, if it were you, how would you let go of Helian Hengzhi?"
Chapter completed!