It’s no wonder that he worked step by step, planned with great concentration, and won the throne step by step. How can he say that he didn’t have scheming? How could he not be ruthless when he killed Dugu Hong with his own hands?
How could there be a nobler person like him who could recite poems to him, give him such warmth before the flowers and under the moon, and really give him such warmth like a wife?
Suddenly, Su Qingyi was slightly startled.
In the hall, Dugu Chen suddenly put down the pen in his hand and held her jade hand that was placed on the case. She bowed her head shyly, but he took her into his arms and kissed her lips eagerly, demanding passionately.
Su Qingyi looked into the hall, her eyes getting colder, her fists hidden in her sleeves clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white from exertion.
The two of them took off their clothes one by one, and he picked her up from the waist, and rolled them into the beautiful curtain together like water.
The cold wind blew by, and the sting on her cheek brought her back to her senses. She reached out and touched her cheek, which was actually moist.
She...cryed? She looked at the cold tears on her hands in shock, but didn't know how to react.
Why are you crying? It's not that you keep saying that you are ready, it's not that you think that as long as he loves you in his heart, it's okay, isn't it that you vow to say... If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch the tiger's cub?
But why are you crying again?
On the side, a white hand held a silk handkerchief and handed it over. Looking up, he saw a handsome figure standing upright in the darkness. No expression or emotion could be seen.
Su Qingyi took the handkerchief, wiped the tears from her cheeks, and said calmly: "Are you following me?"
Mo Li leaned over and sat down side by side with her, looking at the sleeping hall opposite, and said: "It's Yuzhu who doesn't trust you, let me take a look."
"I'm fine, you go back," Su Qingyi said coldly
"You're not leaving?" Li Li looked at her
"Whether I leave or not is my business."
Li Qiye sighed softly, took off his coat and put it on her body, "Now your body belongs to more than just you, don't be so willful."
Su Qingyi suffocated slightly, but did not speak.
"Climbing so high, what if something happens? The weather is so cold, and if you catch the wind and cold, you have to work all over the palace for more than a month. If you are not tired, I am tired." Mo Li's tone seemed to be complaining, but it was difficult to hide it.
gentleness of tone
Listening to Mo Li's comfort, Su Qingyi's nose felt sour and her eyes were slightly red.
How ironic that the person you love is lingering with another woman, caring about the child and himself, but it is another man who has nothing to do with him.
Seeing that Su Qingyi was sad again, Mo Li lowered his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you regret it?"
Hearing this, Su Qingyi slowly turned around and said, "Repent?"
Li Qiye nodded and looked at her, "Do you regret blocking that sword for him and saving him?"
"I don't regret it," Su Qingyi said without thinking.
"Then do you regret that you went to Wushan desperately to ask the three heroes of Wushan to help him seize the throne? Do you regret that you went all out to seize the throne and let him become the emperor?" Li Li looked directly at her and asked.
Su Qingyi suffocated slightly, and Li Moli's eyes suddenly became sharp. However, the answer in his heart was very certain, and there was no need to hesitate at all.
"No" Su Qingyi shook her head
She doesn't regret everything she has done. She doesn't regret it now, and she won't regret it in the future.
"You are a smart man." Li Li smiled slightly. "When you helped him win the throne, you should have thought that there would be such a day. However, unfortunately, some things are still different when you think about them and when you actually face them. But you can think about it,
You had already thought about today, how did you convince yourself to continue on and help him win the throne?"