I really don’t have enough consciousness, so I can shout at him like the children of Jianghu:
"A beheaded head will leave a scar the size of a bowl, but he will be a good man again after eighteen years."
"Yun Xiaoli... This is the second time you've hit me! Do you really want to die?" A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xuanyuan Aolin's mouth, and his eyes were filled with red mist, making it impossible to look straight at him.
The guard shouted:
"Why are you still disobeying me? Get her quickly."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The accompanying guards tied me up with chains and were extremely rude.
The iron chains left red marks on my arms, and I was dragged in front of him.
Xuanyuan Aolin's face was only a few centimeters away from me, and his eyes were like a deep pool of water, which would make one fall into it and be doomed.
He stretched out his hand and pinched my neck hard. As soon as his hand tightened, I couldn't breathe...
With this strength, he could easily crush me with just a little more force, and the moment he was about to suffocate to death,
He let go of me, breathing in fresh air from his lungs, causing me to cough violently.
"Why...why do you want to anger me again and again? Why do you hate me so much and why did you attract my attention on the day of the birthday banquet?
Do you really want to die?" He couldn't be ruthless and heartless, and his heart shrank rapidly.
He looked at those originally pure and clear eyes with a deathly gray look, and his heart began to throb uncontrollably...
It turns out that heartache is like this, like someone is stabbing your heart with a knife, it is torture, it is an inescapable pain.
I looked directly into his eyes and said stubbornly: "Yes, I hate you! I have never hated a person so much.
But you did it. I don’t want to stay here for a moment,
I don't like to accept those jealous harem women.
If he doesn't like the strict rules set by the palace compound, he will be beaten or killed at every turn.
Yes, I was wrong. I shouldn't have fought for favors. I regret coming out of the cold palace...