"Bang!" Beigong Tengxiao slammed the glass wine glass on the ground with all his strength, and stared at her sideways, with a pair of scarlet eyes that seemed to tear her into pieces.
Chu Jiaoli was suddenly frightened. She subconsciously took a step back, lowered her head and said, "Your Highness...these women have clean family backgrounds, gentle personalities, and are trustworthy. Each one of them is carefully selected according to His Highness's preferences."
Choose..."
"My preference?!" Bei Gong Tengxiao stood up suddenly and walked towards her. Seeing her trying to dodge, he grabbed her thin shoulders and said, "Chu Jiaoli, do you know me very well?
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Chu Jiaoli's eyes turned red, she turned away, her voice gradually became softer, and she said: "Your Highness, I am doing this for your own good."
"For my own good?" Beigong Tengxiao's heart was like thousands of silver needles piercing into his heart, and the sting was unbearable. He took a breath, and the corners of his lips were trembling slightly with anger.
He looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, thinking that she just wanted to reconcile with him in a subtle way, so that he didn't care about the little tricks she played on him. She asked him to drink the medicinal wine, so he drank it.
Afraid that the medicine would be too strong, he would lose his mind and be too impulsive and hurt her, so he even asked her to drink some. Unexpectedly... the wine was prepared by her for him and the five strange women!
His heart grew colder inch by inch, and he suddenly sneered and said, "It's my fault..."
Chu Jiaoli was stunned and looked up at him with confusion.
Beigong Tengxiao smiled sadly, which made her feel a secret pain in her heart.
He let go of her, took two steps back, sat back on the throne slumped, and said in a calm voice, "I was wrong about you."
He raised his hand to pour a glass of wine and drank it slowly. Chu Jiaoli frowned and was about to stop him, but she saw a trace of disbelief flash across his handsome face under the flickering candlelight.
Beigong Tengxiao's tears slowly overflowed from his eyes, but he didn't know it. He was recalling their past, and the scenes were replayed in his mind like a painting.
Thinking that Chu Jiaoli always had that indifferent expression, as if she didn't care about anything.
She didn't care if he took away her innocence. She didn't care if he took wives and concubines. It was as if she didn't care what he wanted to do.
He once thought that she at least cared about him, but he never thought that one day, in order to avoid his touch, she would find a woman behind his back, drug herself, and send other women to his room. p>
"Ha..." Beigong Tengxiao stopped when he was about to pour the wine, picked up the jug on the side and poured it down, one sip after another without stopping.
The slightly spicy wine burned his throat, just like being pierced by her cold invisible needle, causing unbearable pain.
After finishing the pot of wine, Beigong Tengxiao put the pot on the table and stared blankly ahead: "Princess, how much medicine did you give me?"
Chu Jiaoli swallowed and moved back a few steps. The suffocating atmosphere made her breathless.
If it were just the few cups, it wouldn’t be very heavy...
From the corner of his eye, Beigong Tengxiao saw her body moving toward the door and shouted: "Jingyue!"
Jingyue outside the house is on standby at any time: "Yes, what are your orders, Your Highness?"
Beigong Tengxiao closed his eyes and said: "Lock the door."
"Yes."
Hearing the sound of the copper lock coming from outside the house, Chu Jiaoli was suddenly frightened. She frowned and looked at Beigong Tengxiao on the throne and said, "Why are you locking the door..."
Beigong Tengxiao opened his eyes and looked at her, his eyes colder than ever before: "Come here."
Chu Jiaoli shook her head and leaned against the door with her trembling body, her eyes pitifully red.
Seeing him getting up, Chu Jiaoli hurriedly moved her position, walked around the bead curtain, and ran towards the tea table.
His strong arms suddenly hugged her waist tightly from behind. Bei Gong Tengxiao leaned on her trembling neck, took a deep breath and said: "You want me to be at your mercy, but I won't.
, after tonight, I will come again to teach you a lesson."
"Hiss--" There were several sounds of clothes tearing, and along with a chill behind her that frightened her, she cried out in shock.
She has never seen Beigong Tengxiao look so terrifying and out of control. She wants to escape from him and stay far away. She doesn't want to see such terrifying eyes, as if he wants to cut her into pieces.
She was afraid of his tears, afraid of his anger, afraid of his loss of control and his extremes. She was so weak that she couldn't bear his hatred.
He pressed her against the locked door, blocked her in a corner, pressed her on the desk, and tied her to a throne. Sometimes he lost his mind and called her "Pear" in confusion and ecstasy, as if she was in a beautiful dream.
Dote on her as usual.
Occasionally when he regained consciousness, he forced her to look at him after running away from him, looking at the strings of tears falling from her. He raised his hand and pinched her chin, asking her "why" over and over again.
The room was in a terrible mess. The bead curtain was torn apart by Chu Jiaoli unintentionally and scattered into pieces. The crystals shattered on the ground.
Beigong Tengxiao looked at her bare feet, picked her up horizontally, walked to the bed, threw her on it, and repeated the abuse just now.
"Chu Jiaoli, why..."
"Chu Jiaoli, what is your heart made of?"
"Chu Jiaoli... Li'er..."
Chu Jiaoli cried until her voice was almost hoarse. Fortunately, she also drank some wine, so her head was not so clear.
Before he returned home tonight, she drank some wine and went to bed early so that she could survive this painful night.
Later, Beigong Tengxiao poured some medicinal wine, but it was just a small cup, and she actually felt a little bit.
Her ability to drink is not good, and she can get drunk at a little bit. The fact that she still retains consciousness depends on her willpower.
Like Beigong Tengxiao, she was also in a state of half-dream and half-awake, finally breaking down.
She has never seen such a terrifying Beigong Tengxiao.
My consciousness gradually fell into a trance, I fainted several times, and woke up several times. When I lost consciousness for the last time, it was already dawn.
Opening her eyes again, she looked at the faint light coming from the window. The door was still locked. Without Beigong Tengxiao's order, the servants did not come in to clean up, so they naturally lit the lamp.
She... actually slept all day.
Turning sideways and facing inward, she didn't dare to look back. She just stretched out her hand quietly and found that there was warmth beside her. In other words, Beigong Tengxiao hadn't left yet...
She swallowed and carefully stood up, but was restrained by a force on her wrist.
She looked up and saw that her wrists had been tied to the couch pillar with a hair tie at some point, making her unable to move.
She eagerly wanted to untie her hair tie, and a low-pitched voice sounded from behind her: "Where do you want to escape?"
Chu Jiaoli was suddenly frightened. She trembled as if on a conditioned reflex, shrank back into the bed, and started sobbing.
Beigong Tengxiao raised his hand and pulled off the quilt covering her head, but she held on to the quilt and shrank tighter, clinging to her last corner like a very insecure animal.