Jiang Sheyue was never a woman who would cry, and now, tears were streaming down her face. The most painful way to cry was probably to cry until there was no sound or tears.
"Is it because my father is your enemy that you treat me like this?”He smiled desolately, like a night-blooming epiphyllum that would shatter in a moment.
Lan Wuxin didn't expect her to know about this. His eyes emitted undisguised hatred." How did you know?”
Lan Wuxin smiled bitterly. His hatred was too obvious.
"When will you stop repaying kindness? Is this how you think of paying your father's debt?”
"Yes, you're right. After what your father did back then, did he think about my brothers and sisters, as well as the servants and maids in my family? Tens of lives fell one by one in front of me. Then tell me, how innocent are my family members?”Scarlet's eyes were a little ferocious. He wanted to kill someone. This was Lan Wuxin's idea.
"You, Lan Wuxin, are a person that even the Emperor has to give you some respect. What is there to be afraid of? Why do you have to marry me again?”Biting her lip, Jiang Sheyue spoke heartlessly, but there was a tinge of sadness.
Lan Wuxin's slender fingers grabbed Jiang Sheyue's chin and said coldly,""Revenge isn't something that can be settled with a single slash. I want your family to pay me back a little bit of what they owe me, and I'll let you have a taste of being isolated and helpless, and the feeling of despair to the point of death.”
Despair to death, Lan Wuxin was right. Revenge wasn't a quick death, but a bit of despair.
"If that's the case, why didn't you marry Moyue? Is it because you couldn't bear to do it, so you had to fake it?”Jiang Sheyue really wanted to know this. If he did it so that he wouldn't hurt her, then she would follow him with all her heart. If he didn't have any feelings for her, she would wait for him until he returned to the past.
"Don't talk about Moyue. You're not her, you're Xiaoyue.”Her heart ached. How could Lan Wuxin bear to hurt her? Fate was too unfair to actually call her the fourth miss of Prince Xiang's residence. He didn't want her to get involved in marriage. At least it was better than marrying him.
"What if I say I'm Moyue?" She looked at Lan Wuxin calmly. At this moment, she wanted to tell him that she was Jiang Sheyue and Moyue. It was the person who pestered him every day, the person who waited for his return, the girl who said she wanted to be his wife, the person who had always loved him deeply.
" Haha…" Lan Wuxin suddenly burst out laughing, causing Jiang Sheyue to be confused. He didn't understand what he was laughing about.
"What I said is true, it's true.”Was she joking? No, it was true. She really wanted to tell him that she was Mo Yue. Even so, she was willing to follow him.
" Pa!" A slap landed hard on Jiang Sheyue's face, and five bruises immediately appeared on her pink face, like petals that had been ravaged by someone.
Suddenly, a slap caused Jiang Sheyue to fall to the ground, but what he saw was Lan Wuxin's hateful eyes and eyes filled with ridicule.
"Don't even think about it. You can't even compare to a fingernail of hers. A dirty woman like you is in a brothel and seducing men everywhere. What do you think you are? Are you still a pure woman?”She looked at Jiang Sheyue angrily. She had given him a huge joke. Did she think he was a fool?
"I remember what you said today. So Moyue is just a name in your eyes. How sad!”Tears welled up in his eyes, but they did not flow out. Jiang Sheyue stood up slowly and said coldly to Lan Wuxin,""Since I've cuckolded wangye, you can divorce this concubine. Even if you have thousands of ways to take revenge, this concubine is always waiting.”
Her black hair was blown by the wind, and her gauze clothes fluttered like a fairy. She turned around and left without looking back.
Looking at the departing figure, Lan Wuxin actually felt pain in his heart. He did not understand why his current wife would also cause him pain.
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