"In what capacity? The future Crown Princess? Or the future Queen of Zhou Dynasty? But, is Xuanyuan Qihuang destined to ascend the throne? His brothers are all eyeing him." Murong Canghai had a look on his face.
He always had a cold and charming smile, and his tone was clearly sarcastic.
Su Yueming poured another glass of wine for Murong Canghai, watching the clear liquid slowly filling the glass.
She put down the bottle of wine and said, "The King of the North Courtyard is wrong. She is neither. She is neither the future crown princess nor the future queen."
In this life, there will not be any man's surname in front of her name, Su Yueming. She is her, just Su Yueming, not affiliated with anyone.
Murong Canghai's eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "Then why did you try every possible means to help him? You are so proud, but you are willing to plead with me for him."
Su Yueming paused and said, "I owe him this."
Murong Canghai suddenly stretched out his hand, and with a little force, he took Su Yueming into his arms, leaned forward and looked at the woman in front of him, and asked -
"If I promise you, wouldn't you owe me something again? How do you plan to repay it?"
She was so cold, arrogant, and arrogant, but she was actually willing to plead with her for a man. He couldn't think of any other reason other than because she loved that man.
His gentle eyes gradually became dangerous, and the strength in his hands gradually increased, making Su Yueming's originally calm body feel the approach of a strong aura.
"Don't you want an opponent who can match you?" She tried her best to remain calm on the surface and asked.
But he seemed to have the ability to break down her hardness bit by bit.
"In your eyes, is he a match for me, Murong Canghai?" His voice was extremely cold.
"...Yes." She looked up at him and said.
Suddenly, as if punished, Murong Canghai tightly tightened her soft waist, his lips pressed against hers, and with a force between his teeth, Su Yueming felt the smell of blood.
Su Yueming's arms were stretched between the two of them, trying to push them away, but he couldn't use the strength at all.
Her salty and wet blood flowed into their lips, and the taste of the blood contained a strong bitter taste.
He invaded her city domineeringly and possessively. She blushed, her heart began to panic, and she shook her head trying to escape from his grasp.
But his strength was so strong that it was difficult for her to escape.
Perhaps she had an unbreakable cold heart and cold and ruthless iron-blooded hands, but as a woman, she was the weak one in front of him from the beginning.
But……
She suddenly felt that the weight on her body increased, his body softened on hers, and his hands hung weakly by her sides.
She looked back at the unfinished pear blossom wine. The jug was overturned, and the wine fell to the ground drop by drop.
…
She picked up the dark green jade pendant on his waist, hooked her little finger on the black and gold lanyard, and pulled it gently. Sure enough, there was a thumb-sized bamboo tube inside, with a rolled-up parchment in the heart of the bamboo. She unfolded the parchment.
, take a look——
She was right. There was indeed a map on it. She had already guessed that the tattoo on his back was not a real treasure map.
She quickly scanned every point on it and recorded it in her mind as quickly as possible. She didn't understand Daqin characters and could only remember them as symbols.