"Endure?" He chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm and ridicule on his lips, "For Xuanyuan Qihuang, you can endure anything, right?"
She closed her eyes. No one could understand her. She once thought he could do it, but she didn't expect that he couldn't either.
So she, Su Yueming, in her past and present lives, will eventually die alone in the rotten memories that she cannot bear to look back on.
She opened her eyes and suddenly smiled softly.
Her face was so dirty, but her smile was like the buds of orchids in the deep valley, which opened unexpectedly one morning after a gust of wind.
There was a moment of stunned expression on Murong Canghai's stern face——
Her eyes were bright and shining with pure light like stars. Her eyes were tough but soft, cold and lonely. They were exactly the same as the her he knew before, without any change at all.
"Do you want to go back to Dazhou?" he asked.
Su Yueming looked up at him and asked, "Will you let me go back?"
He looked into her eyes, as if trying to see something in them, but after looking for a long time, he suddenly stood up, looked at her coldly, and said -
"No, even if you die, you can only be buried in the land of Da Qin. I will never let you go back!"
After saying this, he got on the horse again, swung the long whip in his hand, and the whip grabbed Su Yueming's waist, and secretly pulled hard. Su Yueming suddenly flew into the air, and then landed steadily on his shoulder.
In arms.
He looked down at the bruised and exhausted woman in his arms and said -
"Perhaps, after you become the food in the mouth of that male lion, it may run back to the land of Dazhou."
The horse galloped again, and she was placed in his arms, and together with the galloping horses, they headed towards the place where they were going to hunt.
"Ouch..."
In the distance, she heard a chilling roar of a lion. The lion was probably injured, and all the roaring sounds were particularly terrifying.
"Your Majesty, we're here! Let me come."
Gong Yue's excited eyes shone with anticipation.
Murong Canghai's eyes flashed, and a hint of danger silently startled Gong Yue. He realized that he seemed to have made the King of the North Campus unhappy, so he immediately lowered his head and retreated.
Murong Canghai looked at the stubborn woman in his arms, his face sank, and as soon as his hands loosened, Su Yueming rolled down the horse's back, and the iron chain fell to the ground, making a clear clanging sound.
He slowly raised his hand and everyone moved away.
On the desolate yellow grassland, in the distance, there was only a woman covered in bruises.
Murong Canghai narrowed his eyes slightly.
Her clothes were torn, and her two tender calves were exposed to the dusky air. In this world full of men and hunting, they actually had an extraordinarily thrilling softness.
Because the iron ring was pulled all the way, the flesh on the ankle had been deeply cut open, exposing the bones inside, and the smell of blood filled the air.
Gong Yue put his hand in his mouth and made a weird sound.
As soon as the voice fell, everyone tightened their grip on the reins, with nervous expressions on their faces.
"Ouch...ow..."
Accompanied by a terrifying cry, after a while, an injured male lion smelled the popularity in the air and dragged its huge body out.
When it saw the woman lying curled up in a ball on the ground with scars all over her body, its eyes suddenly glowed with ferocity and excitement.