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Chapter 41 Hongmei Merry Christmas Thank you readers!

When the beautiful Gesang flowers welcomed the first light of dawn in the breeze of the grassland, Mei Liangchen also opened his eyes from his dream.

After being stunned for less than two seconds, she realized that the tormenting high fever had subsided, and she felt refreshed and comfortable. She couldn't help but move her limbs. The delicate satin was torn off a few points, and then her body was

A pair of solid and strong arms embrace...

"Don't move!"

He was suddenly startled. He raised his eyes in panic, and happened to meet the general's deep black eyes. He didn't know when he had woken up, and her pale face was reflected in the depths of his dark pupils.

Mei Liangchen closed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice: "Can you let me go?" She had not forgotten to plead with him, because there was no sign of abuse on her body. She felt that maybe the cold and fierce general was just teasing him for a moment.

It's just her.

Yelu Qingge remained silent, pursed her lips tightly, and stared at her fair and smooth forehead with her dark eyes, gradually increasing the strength in her arms.

When their naked bodies touched each other tightly, she stared with her big black eyes like a frightened deer, tilting her head back to avoid his aggressive and domineering aura.

"Sir General..." She screamed...but as soon as she opened her mouth, she was blocked by his hot and powerful lips. He must be crazy, must be crazy! Like a ferocious beast in heat, his tongue is as sharp as a knife.

It entered her teeth, stirred the tip of her tongue, and pushed it straight into the depth of her narrow throat. Mei Liangchen was so blocked that she couldn't breathe. Her throat was itchy and painful, and her face was red from holding it in. She wanted to cough but couldn't.

She beat her back as hard as a mountain and struggled with all her strength! Her chest was filled with grief and anger, her ears were ringing, and her vision was dim. She wouldn't lose her life because of being forcefully kissed by a man!

Unable to feel the faint breath that accompanied him to sleep all night, Yelu Qingge frowned slightly and withdrew the tip of his brave tongue, but he still dominated her swollen lips, refusing to let go of the beauty he had longed for.

She gasped with a painful expression, her chest rose and fell, and bursts of light fragrance entered his mouth and nose from between her lips and teeth.

It actually smells like plum blossoms!

Yelu Qingge's heart beat rapidly, and his vision also had a momentary blind spot. He loved winter plums, but no one knew about it. Maybe he had been killing them for a long time, and even he gradually forgot the fragrance that lingered in his childhood memories.

It's the smell of your birth mother, a faint, cold plum fragrance. Once you smell it, it's like the endless longing and torture that surges like a river...

His biological mother who passed away was the youngest daughter of a fierce border general in Jiang and Song Dynasties. During the war between the two countries, the border general was killed, but the beautiful girl was kidnapped by her father's general and taken to Minliao and imprisoned until death. Her biological mother lived a lonely life, except for leaving

Apart from being the only male heir in his family, he never received a trace of love from his father. And he also had no chance to see his relatives because his father was at war for many years. It was not until his biological mother passed away and his father was on his deathbed after his father was defeated in battle that he faced the young Yelu.

Qingge confides in his bad relationship with his biological mother...

It's not that she doesn't love, but the love that comes from the hatred of country and family is too heavy. Yelu Qingge never knew that her biological mother's revengeful desire had made her raise a sharp knife beside her father's general's pillow countless times. She hated to kill her.

The executioner of her relatives, she hated the powerless and weak body even more. Faced with the innocent flesh and blood of children, and faced with the increasingly confusing feelings, she finally chose to end her life to fulfill the only two men she had ever loved in her life.

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His biological mother swallowed a lot of plum blossom spices when she died, but when he was burying his father, he saw a red plum pierced on his father's chest.

The birth mother’s name is Mei.

He didn't find out until several years later.

From then on, plum blossoms became a taboo in his life, and no one dared to mention them in front of him. In the same year, the large winter plum trees in the General's Mansion in the North withered away without any warning...


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