Chapter 4: The Beauty Conspires to Shame the Emperor's Heart 4
"My lord, do you want me?"
The voice as light as smoke seemed to be a question, or maybe... a temptation.
It seemed that he smiled softly, and the slight sound between his breaths slipped through the tip of her heart.
Raising his hand, he seemed not to have considered what Helan Qin'er said before. A handful of shining gold coins fell from her eyes, and he said slowly, "Are these... enough?"
With a proud and indifferent tone, it was as if the person in front of him was not a person, but just a commodity with a clearly marked price.
As long as money can buy it, he can have it.
The gold coins fell to the ground one by one, making a crisp and graceful sound.
That was her dignity, and he trampled on it mercilessly.
Qin'er's smile became even more charming, like a century-old wine, intoxicating people's hearts.
Looking at his beautiful and lifeless reflection in his thorny eyes, he knew that being entangled in thorns would be scarred, but he still plunged into it regardless of his own safety.
This is the beginning of self-indulgence and sinking——
Throwing down the gold coins all over the floor, he involuntarily lifted her onto his shoulders, letting her black satin-like hair flow out, carrying a charming and light fragrance.
Subdued by the strong arm strength, she lost consciousness for a moment.
In the upside-down world, she saw faces with various expressions, hypocritical, worldly, flattering, and unsightly.
She gradually moved away, being taken away from this dirty world in his arms...
I probably know where I will go, but the road ahead will be a mountain of knives, a sea of fire, or the purgatory of Shura...
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Outside the flower building, one can see a vast expanse of white.
Biting coldness surrounded her whole body. Before she could take a closer look, Feng Ruohen put her on the black horse and then got on it.
She raised her head and glanced at the person holding her from behind. There were still little snowflakes floating in the sky.
Those pure white elves formed a sharp contrast with his dark and deep eyes.
Being so close, she only had to raise her head slightly to touch his lips, which made her unconsciously turn her head to avoid his gaze.
It's not that she's afraid of him, doesn't she still understand what kind of person Feng Ruohen is?