Feng Liye's thin lips fell on her neck, but they didn't wreak havoc anymore.
Just touching lightly, those lips were soft, like feathers on Chu Qingge's neck.
I don't know how long it took before he said hoarsely: "I never said I wouldn't let you live."
The voice was very soft, so soft that you could hardly even hear it.
But Chu Qingge heard it clearly.
She was not moved at all. Instead, she sneered: "Really? Didn't Prince Li once personally say that if I can't save your brother, you will kill me with your own hands?"
If I can't save her, I will kill her myself...
Feng Liye's heart was severely torn by her words and the smile on her lips.
"If I kill you with my own hands, I will also..." I will not continue to live, leaving you and Chen Mo alone on the road to hell.
If he told her this, would she laugh sarcastically again and call him ridiculous and false?
But he did think so in his heart at the time.
If Feng Chenmo can't be saved, even if he doesn't kill her, the entire Duke's Mansion will not let her go.
He will be killed eventually. Instead of doing this, it is better to die by his hands. At least, there will not be too much pain.
And if he really killed her with his own hands, then he would use his own life to compensate her, okay?
But he didn't know when her life became important enough for him to sacrifice his own life.
But what he was thinking at that moment came entirely from his subconscious mind, and he couldn't lie to himself.
Sure enough, Chu Qingge would not believe anything he said.
At this moment, every move and every word Feng Liye made was humiliating in her eyes and heart.
"Prince Li, I must divorce this marriage. Either you kill me or let me go."
"I won't kill you, and I won't let you go."
He raised his body and looked down at her, her clothes were messy, but she still looked proud.
After the scarlet color in his condensed eyes faded away, he gradually calmed down.
He slowly stood up from her body.
The tall figure standing beside the bed, after he tidied his clothes a little, returned to his usual cold and rigorous appearance.
Looking at her eyes with such indifference, it was like she lost control just now and never happened.
"The princess is too tired tonight, so she will think wildly and have thoughts that she shouldn't have."
He turned around and walked towards the door: "In that case, then stay here and have a good rest."
"Fengliye!" Chu Qingge felt a chill in her heart and immediately got out of bed, wanting to chase after him.
Feng Liye's long sleeves flicked, and the palm wind was not strong, but long and mellow, gently pushing her back to the bed.
Looking back at the girl lying on the bed, his face was expressionless, but his words were extremely cold.
"If you want to leave, you have to step over my prince's body!"
This madman!
He's gone!
Through a door, you can still hear his cold voice: "Keep a close watch on me. If she runs away, none of you will survive!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Several guards outside the door responded in unison.
Chu Qingge chased to the door and wanted to open it, but found that the door was locked from the outside!
Damn it! This man actually wants to imprison her here!
"Feng Liye, you have no right to imprison me! Let me out! Feng Liye! Did you hear that? Let me out!"
The windy night has gone far.
In the hall far away, Yan Liuyue had a gloomy look on her face, and the five fingers holding the handle of the chair jerked away the moment she saw her son entering the door.
