Chu Qianli was thrown onto the bed by Feng Yexuan.
This time, he was a little rough. Chu Qianli's head accidentally hit the bed board, and she suddenly felt dizzy.
If it hadn't been for the bedding, I don't know if the collision would have caused a bloody head!
This dog man really never knows what gentleness is.
"I just want to see him!" After the dizziness passed, Chu Qianli immediately got up and was about to crawl under the bed.
Feng Yexuan took a step forward, his tall body blocking the edge of the bed.
He stared at Chu Qianli's face, narrowed his eyes, and said in an absolutely cold voice: "I said, no!"
"Why?" Chu Qianli really didn't understand. She just went to take a look, and she didn't want to do anything to feel sorry for Ye Qingying!
Why can't I even take a look?
If it weren't for the fact that his palm was so heavy, why would she be so anxious and anxious?
When the master fell to the ground, blood was still bleeding from the corners of his lips. She was really worried because she didn't know how seriously injured he was!
Why can’t I even look at it?
"Are you blaming me?" Feng Yexuan's eyes were filled with anger.
"I don't dare!" But this sentence of "dare not" clearly smacks of anger.
I didn't blame him just now. After all, Master is lucky to be alive.
But he didn't allow himself to see the master, which was "not strange", but at this time he started to feel a little resentful!
So this little look is filled with displeasure and anger.
"Oh, for a man who almost killed you, you look at me like this?"
"I don't have any objections to the prince. If the prince hadn't taken action, my master would be..."
"Don't call him master!" He hated this title!
"But he is indeed my master!" Chu Qianli's temper also increased.
She was not a good-tempered person to begin with, and once she became stubborn, she would not give in easily.
Feng Yexuan has learned this temper a long time ago.
If she hadn't restored her temper like this for a certain man, he would be happy.
But now she loses her temper because of Ye Qingying!
"Is he so important in your heart?"
He suddenly leaned forward, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her towards him.
"Where is this king? Do I have the slightest place in your heart?"
"I..." Chu Qianli met his gaze. She didn't know how to answer this question.
No status? Probably, no.
But she couldn't remember all the past between the two. She didn't even know what she wanted now. How could she sort out everything with him?
Feng Yexuan took her silence as acquiescence.
This damn woman!
At this moment, all I can see is the wild man!
"Do you believe it or not, I am going to go right now and slap him to death with one palm?"
"Why not? He harmed you first, and now he is controlled by the poison. He will hurt people in my palace at any time."
Feng Yexuan tightened his fingers, and five bright red fingerprints suddenly appeared on Chu Qianli's slender wrist.
But he didn't see it, and he didn't care at all.
"If you keep such an extremely dangerous person, he will one day harm my people! Why should I keep him?"
Chu Qianli stared at his face.
It seemed like... he wasn't joking.
He really wanted to kill Ye Qingying.
Her heart couldn't stop trembling, and her thin lips also trembled.
The voice was dull and hoarse: "Please, don't do this. Give me a chance. I can cure him. My lord, please."
But this time, Feng Yexuan not only did not relent, but because she lowered her posture and begged for mercy, the anger in her chest became even stronger.
"You begged me for him? You begged me so humbly? Damn woman, have you ever begged anyone for me? Have you?"