41. Chapter 41 The Love of a Beautiful Man Is Unbearable 1
Zhenjin's deep brown eyes finally showed a trace of pain. He took a deep breath and said, "If you want to kill Hu Gechi, then you can continue to stay."
It is a clan rule that Mongols and Han people do not intermarry. Now, Arnold's Han identity has been exposed, and some people want to kill her. Although he tried his best to get the Khan to let her go, she still had to marry a groom. Fortunately
That groom was Hu Gechi's slave, and he believed that Hu Gechi would protect her well. However, Hu Gechi ignored the Khan's disgust and...
There was a "bang", and Arnold felt his eyes dazzled, and then the sound of ping ping ping ping pong scattered in the room.
Zhenjin fell to the ground, with a trace of Yin Hong's blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. His dark brown eyes were still deep and bottomless.
Hu Gechi's fists clenched loudly, and Junyi's face showed an unprecedented anger, "Don't lie to her with those words, my life and death are not decided by you."
Zhenjin wiped the corners of his mouth with his fingertips and suddenly laughed. His dark brown eyes looked at Hu Gechi calmly, "I am much stronger. I have really grown up!"
Thoughts were like an unstoppable gate, all flooding into Arnold's mind at once. I still remember the extremely real dream I just had, those scenes, and those things as if they happened yesterday, so clearly, even after it happened
Even ten years can't be forgotten. She can't bear to see it again. The two closest brothers have now become enemies. Is all this because of her?
"Get out, get out now, don't come here again, and don't appear in front of her again. She is my woman now, do you hear me?" Hu Gechi gasped, "She is my woman now,
She is my Hu Gechi's woman..." He roared, seeming to declare to everyone that her ownership belongs to him.
There was a smile on Zhenjin's lips, but that smile was full of bitterness, a hundred times more bitter than the bitterest Chinese medicine. He stood up, ignoring the dust on his body, and walked straight towards Arnold.
"Bang"
There was another loud noise, and Zhenjin's whole body was thrown backward by Hu Gechi's punch, and his body hit the furniture that was not expensive. Hu Gechi's light brown eyes wanted to see everything
The anger that destroyed everyone said, "I said, she is mine, don't even think about getting close to her again."
"Really?" Zhenjin stood up again, looking straight at Arnold with his dark brown eyes, "Amul, do you think so too?"
Arnold felt as if her heart had been hit hard by a hammer. She wanted to answer yes, she really wanted to, but she couldn't answer. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't spit out the word.
Hu Gechi turned around and found a scimitar from nowhere. The sharp knife was pulled out of the scabbard and the cold light illuminated everyone's eyes. He held the handle of the knife and shouted hysterically: "Get out of here."
Here, or I'll kill you."
Zhenjin didn't seem to be worried about his life. He just looked at Arnold. His eyes that had been settled for many years were like gems whose light had converged. "Amul, if you continue to be by Hu Gechi's side, Khan will
You will let him go, do you want him to die?" His dark brown eyes were full of confidence. He believed that she would go with him and follow him obediently.
Arnold's eyes were red. She didn't want to. After so much, she just wanted to live a quiet life with Hu Gechi. Even if she was Han, she was a toy who didn't care about gold; even if she was a despised person.
A slave is the most humble existence, a humble pet that he can whip without hesitation, but in Hu Gechi's eyes and heart, she at least still has a place.
"The Queen has decreed that Amul will enter the palace immediately." A voice like a thunderbolt came into the room, and the already depressing room seemed to have set off a huge wave.
Hu Gechi became quiet, Zhenjin's heart sank, and Arnold was stunned...
[Extra story: It is said that one day Arnold was lying on the bed eating candied haws, and Hu Gechi climbed onto her bed with an ambiguous look on his face. "Madam, I want it for my husband today." Arnold rolled his eyes, showing a look of grievance.
Smiling, "But sir, no one leaves a message or collects it, so who are you showing it to!"]