With a sound of "Ouch", Qingcheng grabbed the sword from Bei Mu Kuang's hand and pulled it out, angrily pressing it against the neck of Xuanyuan Yifei in front of him.
Xuanyuan Yifei raised his neck and turned to look at Qingcheng. His eyes as cold as cold stars stared at Qingcheng for a moment. Suddenly he grinned and leaned forward, and immediately there was a blood mark on his neck.
Xuanyuan Yifei looked at Qingcheng with cold eyes and said sarcastically: "If you hate me, kill me immediately!"
Qingcheng was startled and quickly deflected the sword blade.
Seeing this, Xuanyuan Yifei smiled and said faintly: "Qingcheng, as much as you hate me, you love me! Since you hate me so deeply, it means you still love me deeply!"
She still looked at those eyes that were as cold as cold stars in the past. Whether she loved him or hated him, in her past life and this life, the face she had tried so hard to recall thousands of times in her memory felt so strange at this moment, just like she had been trying so hard to
She wanted to love him desperately and hate him with all her heart. At this time, those loves and those hates were forgotten and lost inadvertently when she kept thinking about them.
Qingcheng waved his hand, released the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "I no longer love you! So I have no hatred for you!"
Qingcheng said as he turned around and met Bei Mu Kuang's laughing eyes.
Looking at Qingcheng looking at him like a stranger, Xuanyuan Yifei felt pain: "Qingcheng, don't lie to me anymore, you still love me! Otherwise you won't be merciful!"
Qingcheng in front paused and said quietly: "Chengtian is not dead, he just forgot about me! It is no longer necessary to kill you!"
"Oh! Girl, is it really unnecessary for you, or are you forgetting the old relationship?" Bei Mu asked lazily with a smile on his lips.
Qingcheng glared at him evilly, then stopped in front of him: "Let him go!"
"Let him go?" Bei Mu glanced wildly at Xuanyuan Yifei, who was standing nearby looking at Qingcheng in surprise, and asked with a smile as if he heard a joke: "Do you think it's possible?"
Qingcheng said nothing after hearing this and walked into the house without looking back.
"Let's set off! Take Emperor Tianchen back to Beimu!" Beimu ordered loudly, and Qingcheng immediately heard cheers outside the room.
It was another cold and windy night while driving. Qingcheng was lying on the window sill of the carriage without a trace of chill. She let the icy cold wind pour in and chill her body.
"Isn't it cold?" Bei Mukuang said, dragging Qingcheng's body back and wanting to hold him in his arms, but Qingcheng twisted away angrily and stood up, sitting opposite him and looking at him intently.
: "Bei Mu Kuang, now that the Emperor of Tianchen is in your hands, I have lost interest in destroying Tianchen, so..."
"So the agreement is broken. You want to leave tomorrow, right?" Bei Mu watched wildly as Qingcheng took over her words and finished them.
"Um!"
"Do you think I'm such an easy person to talk to?" Bei Mukuang leaned on the soft couch lazily with a devilish smile on his lips and said, "You can make the decision if you want to, and you can lift it if you want to. Do you think it's possible?"
"You,,," Qingcheng suddenly felt angry, and his stepfather calmed down and said quietly: "Xuanyuan Yifei was already in your target, I just added it by chance. Now I don't want to kill him.
You also caught him, so it’s only natural that I want to leave.”
Bei Mukuang's eyes suddenly tightened, he sat up straight and stared at Qingcheng and asked an unreasonable question: "You really want to leave me? Isn't it good to stay by my side? At least you have good food and clothing, and no one will rush to tell you.
Not half a word!"
Qingcheng was speechless for a long time, and then he said quietly: "I have missed the most important person in my life, and I don't want to miss it anymore!"
"But he has forgotten you!"
"As long as I still remember him!"
"Oh! What if he never remembers you in his life?"
"Don't worry, I will remember him forever!"
Bei Mukuang suddenly seemed to be irritated. He reached out, grabbed Qingcheng and said harshly: "I have fulfilled my promise, and it is time for you to fulfill your promise. Right! Madam!" He said.
Qingcheng pulled her over, unfolded his robe and forced her into his arms, then followed her with his face.
Qingcheng struggled in fear and reached out to push his face angrily, but he reached out and grabbed her and pulled her down. His cold lips pressed against hers, and he rolled over her soft lips almost roughly, sucking hard.
With.
"You..." Qingcheng opened his mouth, but before his voice came out, the wet and warm tongue immediately slipped into Qingcheng's mouth, sucking it in greedily.
Bei Mukuang pressed Qingcheng's head from the back, tasting it as carefully as he was tasting snacks. Qingcheng struggled for a moment and then stopped moving. He was trapped in his arms like a wooden doll, and he plundered it wantonly.
But tears overflowed from his eyes.
Maybe Bei Mukuang tasted the salty taste that slipped into his mouth. He stopped moving, raised his head, and looked at Qingcheng with a hint of distress in his proud eyes.
"Fool!" He cursed lightly, then hugged her tighter into his arms, wrapped her in a loose robe, and pressed her head against his chest.
The sonorous and powerful heartbeat made Qingcheng stop crying. The face close to his chest immediately felt the heat of his body, and the man's unique breath penetrated into his nose with his breath.
Under the fox fur robe, he was only wearing a single piece of clothing! Qingcheng struggled slightly, but could not waver at all. Thinking of Chengtian, he couldn't help but feel a sense of grievance in his heart.
Thinking about it, Qingcheng couldn't help but opened his mouth and took a hard bite.
Bei Mu Kuang's body trembled and he was speechless for a while. After a moment, he suddenly pushed Qingcheng away and stared into her eyes as bright as stars: "The woman in my dream is you, right?"
Qingcheng, who had expected him to be angry, saw that he was extremely happy at this moment and couldn't help but look at him in shock.
"You've always known me, right?" Bei Mu Kuang ignored Qingcheng's confusion and continued to ask, extremely excited.
"We met before visiting Tianchen, right?" Bei Mukuang said as he lifted up his clothes, exposing the old scar on his chest: "This mark was also left by you, right?"
As he spoke, he seemed to have remembered everything bit by bit. He looked at Qingcheng intently, his eyes twinkling: "Qingcheng, it turns out that you are the woman I dated when I was the prince, and Meiyuan is also for you.
It's just that we spent so much time together and missed each other again and again! But fortunately, I still remember you!"
Qingcheng looked at his joyful face and said doubtfully: "I recognized you in Tianchen Palace but didn't tell you. But, are those important?"
The smile on Bei Mu Kuang's face immediately receded like a tide, and his eyes turned cold as he looked at Qingcheng's darkness.
Qingcheng could already feel the heavy and compelling breath he gave off.
"Ha! Let the missed time continue to wander and never return. We just need to hold on to the future time tightly and don't let it slip away!" Suddenly Bei Mu smiled wildly, pulled Qingcheng and hugged her again.
Middle: "Ask me to let go of your hand, but I can't!"