The more beautiful it was like a flower once, the more it withers away and becomes cruel and hurtful.
Looking at the person in front of me, I suddenly felt strange.
Have I really understood him? Or, what I understand is not him at all, but the Xia Yan in my imagination.
In reality, Xia Yan is cruel, cold, cunning, and cold.
Only the Xia Yan in my imagination is tall, gentle, tolerant of everything, and wise.
I turned around and walked out, when my wrist was suddenly held, and Xia Yan's sinister voice sounded, just like the first time we met: "Where are you going?"
I shook his hand away and said, "I don't want you to worry about it."
"Why are you having such a childish temper?" Xia Yan's hand tightened a little, and I felt an extra layer of shackles on my wrist.
I stopped the tears from my eyes and said word by word: "Let go, do you hear me?"
He didn't even move, as if he thought I couldn't get away.
But this time he thought wrong.
I glanced at the rain outside, and with a slight stroke of my free hand, the rain rushed in like a dragon. The window burst with a bang. Xia Yan's eyes widened in surprise. He had not expected this.
Suddenly, Xia Yan let go of my hand as if being pricked by a needle, then lowered his head and looked at the frozen sleeves in disbelief.
"Stop!" Seeing that I still wanted to leave, he actually walked through the rain barrier I created, stood in front of me all wet, and stopped me.
I looked at him calmly. Although I couldn't see it, I could feel the lotus on my forehead constantly changing colors.
"You are angry because I arrested Yan Xitong and Yan Xiaoqing, right?" Every word he spoke, his tone was filled with unknown anger.
"no."
"Isn't it? I imprisoned Liuchi, and you had a temper with me, so I tolerated it. After all, he and you are from the same clan, but what does Yan Xiaoqing and Yan Xitong have to do with you?"
Faced with his aggressive questioning, I just felt funny.
He still doesn't understand what really makes me angry.
He should never use me to catch them.
That's it for Yan Xiaoqing. Yan State has always been a threat to Xia State. Xia Yan wants to dominate the world, and Yan Xiaoqing wants to do the same. As Xia Yan's wife, I really have no reason not to help him.
But what about Yan Xitong? In fact, the structure of the Dark Palace is so complicated that even if Yan Xitong goes to rescue him, he may not be able to take Yan Xiaoqing away smoothly, not to mention there is a Liuchi in the Dark Palace.
But what did Xia Yan do?
He knew my little trick a long time ago and moved Yan Xiaoqing away in advance, turning the dark palace into a trap, waiting for Yan Xitong to be caught.
"You shouldn't use me, Xia Yan, you shouldn't use me to achieve your ulterior ambitions." I shouted at him, and the surrounding rain barriers seemed to feel my anger and unwillingness, and began to tremble violently.
Who knows, Xia Yan sneered: "Don't tell anyone? Don't you have anything to hide? In Yan State, Yan Xitong almost violated you. If I didn't cut him into pieces, I would have given him a big enough punishment.
Decent.”
I was shocked, and the blood in my body seemed to flow backwards, and I was so stiff that I couldn't move.
He walked towards me step by step: "Now you are actually angry because of Yan Xitong and the widow?"
He forced me to retreat step by step, and the rain barrier I erected suddenly lost its support and fell with a crash.
"Xia Yan, you have no conscience!" I shouted at him with tears in my eyes.
