"Why? Why him? Why?" Chu Fengyang drank one cup after another, asking loudly and painfully, asking the beautiful woman beside him, and also asking himself. His eyes were red, and his eyebrows were still extremely handsome, but the former high-spirited expression was completely wiped out.
Sadness and frustration replaced.
"Your Majesty, don't drink anymore. Too much alcohol will harm your health." Wen Xiang advised with a concerned look on her face, but her eyes were shining with pride and calculation.
"What's the point of hurting your body? Your heart and mind are hurt, so what's the use of this skin!" Chu Fengyang held the wine glass, drunkenly.
"My lord, as a prince, your body is precious and precious, which is incomparable to other people's. You must pay attention to your body." Wen Xiang comforted her softly.
"Your Highness? What about Your Majesty? What about your noble status? What about being richest in the world?" Chu Fengyang laughed wildly at himself, his eyes full of sorrow, "In her eyes, I am not even as good as an assassin of unknown origin, you
How can I be so noble as a prince? How can I be so noble?"
"Your Majesty..." Wen Xiang said softly, her voice sweet and soft.
"Who is he? He is just an assassin with an unknown identity, countless murders, blood on both hands, a low status, and vulgar words and deeds. I am the king of Jie, the most beautiful man in the majestic and powerful Dynasty. If you want wind, you will get rain.
How can he, an assassin, be compared to me?" Chu Fengyang became excited and smashed his wine glass on the table.
"My lord, in this dynasty and in this world, no one can compare with you!" In Wen Xiang's heart, you are very important, the most extraordinary and beautiful man in the world. Wen Xiang looked at the extraordinary and handsome man in front of her with a soft look.
Full of deep love.
"So what? So what? In her heart, I am worthless, statusless, despicable, cold-blooded, and ungrateful. She has the utmost contempt for me! Haha..." Chu Fengyang sneered.
He got up, looking extremely painful.
"Why should the prince care so much about a woman's words?" Thinking of the woman who was so loved by her sweetheart, Wen Xiang's eyes flashed with jealousy.
"How can I not care?" Chu Fengyang stood up excitedly, "I love her, love her, dote on her, protect her, and regard her as a treasure. If she wants it, I can't wait to bring her to the world.
Give it to her, but she discarded my king's thoughts like a pair of worn-out shoes. All my thoughts were no match for the assassin's words. She actually yelled at me for the assassin, and said bad words to him. How embarrassing is this!
How can the king not be heartbroken!"
"Your Majesty," Wen Xiang took courage and whispered, "She is just a vulgar woman. Her words and deeds are not at all elegant and noble as a lady should. Your Majesty, why should you..."
"Shut up! You are so brave, you dare to say something wrong about the princess!" With a loud "bang", Chu Fengyang threw the quilt to the ground heavily, with anger and sinister eyes.
"Wen Xiang doesn't dare!" Seeing the cold light in Chu Fengyang's eyes, Wen Xiang knelt down in fear, "Please forgive Wen Xiang for his unintentional mistake! Wen Xiang doesn't dare anymore."
Her face was humble and begging for mercy, but her eyes were vicious and jealous. Thinking of that worthless woman, Wen Xiang felt even more hatred in her heart.
"I love her, no matter how she is, I love her, only her. No matter how heartless she is towards me, I still love her. I can't change my mind, and I don't want to change. I don't believe that I can't compare to that assassin.
"Chu Fengyang's face was flushed and his whole body was hot. He thought to himself, after not seeing Rou'er for many days, did he miss her soft body and ambiguous moans again? She is so beautiful, how can I not love her?
Seeing this, Wen Xiang knew that the medicine was taking effect, her charming face remained calm, and her voice was soft and pleasant, "The prince has a noble status and is very handsome. He is not worth suffering so much for a woman! What's more, she doesn't cherish the prince's thoughts at all.
What qualifications do you have to win the prince's favor? Why should the prince..."
"Shut up! You are getting bolder and bolder. Am I too merciful?" Chu Fengyang's eyes were frighteningly cold, but his face was red with heat.
Wen Xiang took a few steps back in fear, and boldly said: "Wen Xiang is just for the good of the prince. There are so many women in the world, why should the prince be so sad for her?"
"Shut up! Women in the world are worthless in my eyes. I don't even look at them. You can't compare them with my princess. They have no qualifications!" Chu Fengyang roared angrily.
His graceful demeanor was completely gone, and he dared to compare those women with his Rouer!
"What about Wen Xiang? Wen Xiang has served the prince for so many years and has been doing his best without any complaints. Can't the prince see Wen Xiang's feelings? Or are you pretending not to know?" Chu Fengyang saw cold sweat on his forehead and blue veins on his forehead.
Exposed, he tried his best to endure it, knowing that the medicine had strong properties, Wen Xiang became more courageous.
"Presumptuous! Who are you? You dare to ask for my love and affection. Only the princess in the world is qualified!"
The sentence "What are you?" made Wen Xiang's face turn pale instantly. She bit her red lips tightly, bloodshot eyes oozing out, and the jealousy in her eyes became even stronger. In this case, it was you who forced me to use this method, and it was not my intention.
Chu Fengyang clenched his fists, his lower abdomen was unbearably hot, and his desire was surging. A pair of starry eyes shined directly at Wen Xiang, "How dare you drug me!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Wen Xiang really loves Your Majesty too much, so he had no choice but to take this step. Please, Your Majesty, take pity on Wen Xiang sincerely." Wen Xiang looked up at her beautiful and charming face, her tone was humble and pitiful, but her eyes were shining with pride.
"You bitch! I will cut you to pieces with a thousand knives!" His red starry eyes flashed with cold light, and his handsome face was twisted in pain.
Seeing that Chu Fengyang was still awake, Wen Xiang thought to herself, could Nerv Xiang be of no use to him, or had Zhan lied and given fake medicine? She thought, it's over now, and was so scared that she closed her eyes, waiting for Chu Fengyang to be vicious.
A sharp palm struck down.
After waiting for half a minute, there was no movement. Wen Xiang opened her eyes and saw Chu Fengyang shaking his head violently. His face was painful and contradictory, and he murmured to himself: "She is Rou'er! No! She is not! She is not."
! No! She is Rou'er! It's Rou'er! No, no! She is Rou'er! She is! Rou'er!"
Chu Fengyang stared at Wen Xiang fiercely, with only love and lust burning in his eyes. He reached out and hugged Wen Xiang tightly in his arms. He was so strong that he seemed to want to rub the woman in his arms into his body, "Rou'er
, my Rou'er, you still love me, right? You love me, not others, right? Tell me, Rou'er, tell me!"
"Yes, Rou'er loves you! I only love you, no one else! I will love you forever!" Wen Xiang met Chu Fengyang's fiery and blurred eyes charmingly and murmured. "Rou'er, this king's Rou'er
Son," Chu Fengyang kissed the woman in his arms crazily, the burning desire overwhelmed his reason, "I want you! I want you crazily"...
The feeling of spring is strong inside the house, the wind is freezing outside, the moon is setting, the stars are dark, and the sky is dark.
The candlelight was shining brightly in the room, and the fire was burning brightly. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind came, which made me shiver. I wrapped myself tightly in my fox fur, my eyes were twitching, and I felt a strong uneasiness in my heart. It seemed that there was something wrong.
The most important thing, or person, is moving away from me. What is it? I glanced at Mei, who was quietly guarding me like a sculpture. The candlelight cast a dark shadow on his handsome and cold face, his face like a knife.
It’s even more charming, is it charming?
Are you going to stay away from me? Or... I think of that handsome man, with gentle and ambiguous eyes, and a charming smile that always hangs on his face. I think of him always breathing hot air into my ear intentionally or unintentionally, and saying some pleasant things.
My face is red and my heart is beating, and the uneasy feeling in my heart is getting stronger and stronger. Is it... the wind? Is he... really going to stay away from me? Is his love really gone? Is love really so short? I feel suddenly sad,
He lowered his eyes in despair.
Mei looked at the woman in front of him quietly. Her sad and lonely expression made his heart hurt. He wished he could hold her tightly in his arms to comfort her, take good care of her, love her well, and use his broad and warm chest to accommodate her.
He used his broad back to protect her from the cold wind and snow of winter, and used the cold sword in his hand to remove those evil intentions and bad intentions from her.
Even if he couldn't give her the rarest treasures in the world, couldn't give her a noble status, couldn't give her wealth and luxury, he couldn't bear to let her suffer the slightest grievance. If someone was hurt in the slightest, regardless of body or mind, he would kill him at all costs!
Thinking of this, his brows suddenly became angry, his eyes flashed with cold light, and his rough hands involuntarily grasped the hilt of the sword.
I looked at the murderous look in Mei's eyebrows and her increasingly cold eyes, and felt even more depressed. Could it be that even Mei, who swore to protect me all her life, wanted to stay away from me and return to her career as a killer?
Mei looked at the tangled brows and sad expression of the woman in front of her, which made her even more heartbroken. She carefully picked up the medicine bowl on the table and handed it over, "The medicine is almost cold, drink it!" I frowned and looked at the dark
The bitter taste of the medicinal soup rushed into my nostrils unbridled, and I felt even more unhappy. "How about I go and heat it up again?"
Mei asked cautiously. I turned away and frowned, "I... don't want to drink it, just take it." Mei remained silent, opened her mouth, but said nothing after all, and hesitated to take the medicine and leave. His
I knew his heartache, his concern, and his worries. I felt guilty, but I still coveted his warmth. Looking at his frown, I finally couldn't bear it. I said quietly: "I...I drink,
Bring it!"
He looked up at me with surprise, and carefully handed over the medicine. He pinched his nose, endured the bitter taste, drank it all in one gulp, and handed over the candied fruit at the right time. After drinking the medicine, he felt a little tired, so he turned off the lights and went to bed. He lay down in the warmth of Mei
In my arms, listening to the whistling wind outside the window, there is an emptiness and loneliness deep in my heart that is hard to fill. I close my tired eyes, bury my head in Mei's arms, and greedily absorb his warmth and breath.
, the restless mind gradually became calmer, but in that corner deep in my heart, there was still an indescribable emptiness and loneliness.
I reached out and hugged Mei's strong waist tightly, telling myself that Mei is here and will never leave. There is no need to be afraid, frightened, or uneasy. Whether it is him who is cold, resolute, and guarding quietly, or he who is handsome, extraordinary, romantic, and charming, I can't bear to let him go.
, if God wants to blame me for my greed, then just blame it, I don’t care! I fell asleep quietly in Mei’s cold and warm arms, my dream was messy, and my heart was still empty.
Mei quietly guarded the woman who was curled up in her arms like a frightened kitten. Her tangled eyebrows and painful sleeping appearance made him feel distressed, heartbroken, and heartbroken. He sighed deeply, and gently and carefully caressed her with her rough big hands.
Clearing her tangled brows, the woman in the dream frowned. She looked at the thick calluses everywhere in her hands. The rough hands still hurt her skin as tender as a baby. She reached out and hugged the woman in her arms tightly, using
The body warmed her delicate body that was afraid of the cold.
"Hey." The woman in the dream sighed quietly, feeling sad. How can I heal the sorrow and pain in your heart if I smooth your tangled brows? How can I protect you from the harsh winter rain, snow, wind and frost? How can I stop you?
The turbulent waves in my heart have warmed your body. Can it warm your injured heart? If it can give you warmth, how can I give you the happiness you pray for? If it can give you protection, how can I give you the love and care you want? Let go.
I can't live without you, I can't live without you. Is my obsession a blessing or a curse to you? Is it joy or sorrow? Is it joy or sadness? I look at you sad and lonely, I look at you desolate and lonely, I look at your beautiful face no longer as it used to be.
I am happy, cheerful, naughty and lively, what should I do?
How can I make you smile, a smile that is as beautiful as a flower in full bloom? The world is sinister, with swords without eyes, killing enemies with blood, scars, and unbearable humiliation, ruthless toying, and wanton torture. To me, that’s not the case.
Er, all the sufferings in the world can't compete with a tear in the corner of your eye, and all the happiness in life can't compete with a smile on your lips.
I can't give you happiness, how can I get you that sweet happiness? You love him so much, you are all about him in your eyes, you just want to be his princess happily, how can I make his love like you
As profound?
Maybe I can only hold you tightly like I am now, warm you, protect you, protect your smile, your beauty, protect your love and your happiness, protect your happiness and sadness, liveliness and tenderness,
Naughty and quiet, this is my happiness, but what about your happiness?
With me, guarding you, I will never let anyone hurt you, betray you, or wrong you in the slightest! No one! The cold eyes shine with perseverance, exuding a terrifying aura in the cold winter night.