In the thunderstorm, Xia Yan and I stared at each other unwilling to give in. I could feel the lotus between my eyebrows glowing red, symbolizing anger.
The raindrops outside were beating against the eaves, making a crisp sound, as fierce and rapid as a war drum.
What did he just say? Presumptuous?
If it were him today, and the people closest to him were tied up, coerced, and oppressed by me, would he be as respectful to me as before?
"Xia Yan, in your heart, is there anything more important than the country?" I stared at the face on the dragon chair and said word by word.
Ignoring Xia Yan's angry expression, I continued: "You were afraid that my father would block your way to the border, so you found an excuse to get rid of him, so that you would not invade Anguo in the future and your father would become a stumbling block for you. You cured him back then.
Just for today’s game, even if you say yes or no!”
Faced with my fierce voice, Xia Yan slapped the armrest suddenly. The sound was like a heavy stone hitting the bottom of my heart. Looking up at the man on the verge of rage, I felt so strange.
"Do you know what you are talking about?" My voice sounded like it was coming from hell.
I want to laugh, laugh at my own stupidity.
He is Xia Yan, the emperor of the Xia Kingdom, the master who controls the livelihood of a country. How is it possible for him to step back for me? Maybe he will step back as long as it does not threaten the national interests, but as long as he is linked to the country and the country, he will not
Then there is Xia Yan, but the King of Xia who took down five cities in Anguo without a single blow.
I took a deep breath, gathered all my strength and asked, "If my father really doesn't surrender, will you kill him?"
Xia Yan's eyebrows moved, and his anger dissipated a little, but his expression was still not good: "Is this why you broke into the Qiankun Palace without permission?"
"What do you think? You want to kill my father, do you want me to wait for you quietly in the palace?" I was very angry, but I didn't dare to be too angry, for fear that I might have fetal motility. It was not easy for this child to come.
, I definitely can’t let anything happen to it.
"Shut up!" Xia Yan shouted coldly, his eyes as cold as ice: "It shouldn't be your turn to take care of national affairs. Anguo has frequently offended you, and I just don't care about it because of your face. But now Anguo is holding back.
Come on, do you want me to continue to be a coward?"
I looked at him sadly and aggrievedly.
"I have already said that if your father surrenders, I will spare his life. What else do you want?"
"My father was born in Anguo. You want him to surrender to you? It's better to kill him." I suddenly felt sad.
"That's his business! I gave An Huaiyu a chance." Xia Yan's tone was serious and he didn't back down at all.
"Xia Yan, I want you to surrender to Anguo, are you willing?" I yelled at him.
This sentence instantly angered the cold Xia Yan. He rushed down in three steps and two steps, grabbed my wrist, stared at me with his falcon-like eyes, and said word by word: "An Changting, I
I’m warning you, don’t rely on me to love you so that you can be unscrupulous and do whatever you want.”
The angry man even changed his name to 'I'.
He is right, I am able to do this just because he loves me, and it has nothing to do with bravery.
I tried my best to shake off his hand: "I understand, I understand."
When I turned to leave, I heard Xia Yan ask: "Where are you going?"
I didn't answer, and walked out of the palace dragging my wet skirt. A guard came up to stop me, but was scared away by the violent aura emanating from my body.
