Nangong Mei's already bloodless face turned pale due to lack of oxygen, but she still just sat there with blank eyes, as if everything that was happening had nothing to do with her.
When he saw that she was about to suffocate, he relaxed his grip on her neck, brought his cool lips to her ear, and breathed out ambiguous hot breath: "You want to die, but I am reluctant to give up."
You're going to die like this." His hand holding her neck turned into a gentle caress, and his cool fingertips gently slid around her neck, digging down bit by bit, like a small snake.
Into her collar.
Nangong Mei's body trembled slightly, her empty eyes finally regained focus, she quickly turned around and slapped him hard on the face.
His handsome bronze face felt as if it had been burned by fire, burning with pain.
The superior prince was slapped, how disrespectful is this?! The look in Luo Ming's eyes became even colder, and his low and hoarse voice seemed to be floating out of hell. He only heard: "Your life
It belongs to me!" If he wants her to live, she has no right to die!
There was deep hatred in Nangong Mei's dark eyes, and she said coldly every word: "I curse you! You will never get what you want!"
"Then I will destroy it!" He roared in a low voice, his narrow eyes were so cold that there was no warmth at all. He raised his hand and pointed his slender fingers on her neck, "But, he must be the one with me.
The king will destroy it with his own hands." He clicked on Nangong Mei's acupuncture points, and she could no longer move or speak. She could only watch helplessly as he carried him to the table and sat down.
He was kind to her in his own way, but he didn't know that his unfortunate words pushed them into an abyss.
Cooking sticky porridge, Luo Ming held it in his mouth and fed it into Nangong Mei's mouth bit by bit. His overbearing tongue forcefully pried open her clenched teeth, allowing the warm porridge and rice to slide into her empty space.
in the stomach.
This scene is so familiar. When he was in Wolf Valley, he also fed her seriously injured like this. But at that time, he was indifferent to her with tenderness, and he only wanted to survive for her. But now, everything has changed.
It has changed. Her hatred for him has been unforgettable. It is Nangong Mei's deep hatred for Luo Ming!
After Luo Ming fed Nangong Mei a full bowl of porridge, he picked her up and strode to the bed. He gently put down the immobile Nangong Mei and covered her with a soft quilt.
I stopped busy and sat down beside the bed.
Looking at Nangong Mei's resentful eyes, all his confidence seemed to be about to collapse. He had always known that she hated him, but she had never hated him as much as she did now. This unforgettable hatred made life and death impossible.
Having struggled on the edge countless times, he couldn't help but stop, not daring to get any closer.
In his heart, he finally fell in love with a woman again, but the result was still like this! Is this God's punishment for his constant killing? No! He, Luo Ming, has always gone against nature!
He looked at Nangong Mei with cold and domineering eyes, and said without refusal: "Nangong Mei, this king wants you to be my wife!" He will never let go of the woman he loves easily, even if it is a domineering possession.
, he also wants to trap her by his side.
Nangong Mei's eyes were a pair of eyes that could speak. Her eyes were full of smiles, a mocking smile.
How could Luo Ming not understand? He stretched out his slender fingers and opened her dumb hole. He still gave her the right to speak.
"Haha..." As soon as she could speak, Nangong Mei burst out laughing, as if she had just heard a funny joke, and after enduring it for a long time, she could finally laugh. After a long time, she gradually stopped laughing wildly, sarcastically
She said quietly: "I'm afraid the prince has stayed in the mountains for too long! He also forgot that there is a princess who is as beautiful as a fairy at home!" She still clearly remembers the day when he and Xingyue went to the church to get married.
, If it weren’t for Princess Xingyue, she wouldn’t have had to endure so much hardship and suffer so much from Camp A to the capital.
"Didn't you also say that I favor her because she looks like you?" His eyes told her that everything was natural, "Now I just want to marry the person I really want to marry;"
She raised her voice slightly and reminded: "The person you really want is Hange, not me!"
He suddenly leaned over, put his handsome face in front of her, and said loudly and loudly: "It's you! Nangong Mei, tomorrow, I will let you be my real wife." She was not his concubine, only his concubine.
Wife is the only one.
"I don't..." Before Nangong Mei could finish what she wanted to say, her vision went dark and she fell asleep with the numbness on her neck.
Luo Ming withdrew her slender fingers from her sleeping hole. After staring at her for a long time, he said softly: "Mei'er, have a good sleep." He could tell from her haggard face that she not only refused to eat, but also couldn't eat.
Drinking, I haven’t slept a wink for several nights.
The air in the mountains is undoubtedly the freshest, especially in the morning. Breathing it in will refresh you for the whole day.
The birds in the forest are singing non-stop, melodious tunes, full of joy.
In Hao's house, Nangong Mei sat stiffly in front of the bronze mirror, looking at herself in the bronze mirror whose appearance had changed with cold eyes.
The voluptuous and thick dress showed her stunning appearance to the fullest, and her cherry red lips were naturally attractive. Luxurious and noble festive beads were inserted into her head as much as possible, and the red pearl chain hung down to cover it.
Her face confuses all living beings.
The dazzling red wedding dress just wrapped her slender body, and the long skirt was held in the hands of several little girls like treasures.
The closed door was suddenly pushed open, and a woman in her forties, wearing bright and festive clothes, walked in. As soon as she came in, she shouted loudly: "Are you ready? The prince is still waiting!"
"Okay! Okay!" The leading woman among the maids responded with a smile. Her eyes were full of pride and joy when she looked at Nangong Mei, "Miss Nangong is indeed a rare beauty in the world! Now I am a bride.
His appearance makes us so envious!"
"Wan'er, don't be envious! How can the woman our prince likes be a vulgar girl?" The woman joked with a smile, walked to Nangong Mei in a few steps, and without using any strength, she put her body
The stiff Nangong Mei stood up from her seat and said, "Miss Nangong, let's go to the lobby right now." Her martial arts skills are also good, and it was easy to take away Nangong Mei who had been tapped. But she was very puzzled. She followed a lot of people.
Although the young Luo Ming had countless women around him, he had no identity, but Nangong Mei was forced to take on a title, and it was in the name of his unique wife! When did Luo Ming's woman's identity change?
So worthless?
The doubts in her heart were doubts, but she was definitely not allowed to interfere in the master's affairs! With a smile on her face, she supported Nangong Mei and took her to the lobby with Wan'er.
Luo Ming, who was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, had his hands behind his back and looked intently at Nangong Mei, who was slowly walking towards him. The faint smile on the corner of his mouth was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes away.
That slender figure put on a bright red skirt for him and walked toward him gracefully. He held her hand and stayed like this until the end of the world. This was his deepest expectation. This was his most beautiful but unbelievable thing.
The dream that came true, now, she truly appears in front of his eyes, she has truly become his bride, and from today on, she truly belongs to him!
This was a sweet dream, one he would rather never wake up from!
Her fairy-like appearance was reflected in his eyes. Although it was much obscured by the red bead chain, she was still so beautiful and breathtaking.
He walked forward slowly, took her cold jade hand, and called gently: "Mei'er..." In this life, he really married her! It was as unreal as a dream.
Everything was too beautiful, so beautiful that he ignored the cold and resentful eyes. The woman stepped forward and said flatteringly: "Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come, it's time to pay your respects."
Luo Ming still looked at Nangong Mei dreamingly, held her hand tightly and led her to the wedding hall. After nodding with the woman, he reluctantly let go of Nangong Mei's hand and took the tied
The happy ribbon of big red flowers.
Wan'er also came to Nangong Mei immediately, put the wedding belt into her hand and held it, and supported Nangong Mei's arm so that she could lead Nangong Mei, who was stiff, to worship in the hall.
The woman stood on the main hall and raised her voice and shouted: "The auspicious time has come. The bride and groom worship heaven and earth."
As soon as the woman's voice fell, a burst of cheerful music began, and the bright red wedding candle burned with a scorching flame.
The music stopped, and the woman's voice spoke again: "Bow down to heaven and earth."
Luo Ming gave Nangong Mei a gentle look and slowly lowered his waist.
Nangong Mei also bent down, but there was a hand on her waist that was secretly channeling inner strength. The only pair of eyes she could control were full of hatred.
"Second worship." As the woman's voice sounded, Luo Ming and Nangong Mei bent down again.
Raising his head again, Luo Ming looked at Nangong Mei with eyes that became even more obsessed. He couldn't believe that it was Nangong Mei who was worshiping him.
A woman sees everything with her eyes. She has experienced the vicissitudes of life, how could she not see Luo Ming's deep love for Nangong Mei. She just hopes that if he forcefully marries her like this, there will be a good outcome.
The woman looked at them with blessings in her eyes and shouted again: "Husband and wife bow to each other." After this bow, everything was a foregone conclusion, and they became husband and wife. If a woman marries a man, she will have to follow him throughout her life, regardless of birth, old age, illness or death.
.
Luo Ming looked at the stiff Nangong Mei, a little uneasy, but also more happy. No matter what method he used, he would lock her to his side. After staring at her for a moment, he slowly bent down