"Why? Why him? Why?" Chu Fengyang gulped down cup after cup of wine and asked loudly in pain. He asked the beautiful woman beside him as well as himself. His eyes were red and his brows were still peerlessly handsome. However, the soaring spirit of the past was completely replaced by sadness and frustration.
"Wangye, don't drink anymore, wine is harmful to the body.”Wen Xiang advised with a concerned look, but her eyes flashed with pride and scheming.
"What injury? His heart was already hurt, so what was the use of this skin?”Chu Fengyang held his wine cup in a drunken state.
"Wangye, as a wangye, your body is precious and not comparable to ordinary people. You have to take care of your body.”She comforted him gently.
"Wangye? So what if he was a prince? So what if he had a noble status? So what if he's the richest in the world?" Chu Fengyang laughed at himself, his eyes full of grief." In her eyes, I'm not even as good as an assassin of unknown origins. How can I be noble as a prince?" How is it noble?"
" Your Highness..." she said gently, her voice sweet and soft.
"Who does he think he is? An assassin with an unknown identity, who has killed countless people, whose hands are covered in blood, who has a lowly status, and whose words and actions are vulgar. This king is King Jie, the most handsome man in the Wind Cloud Empire. He can do whatever he wants. What right does an assassin like him have to be compared to this king?”Chu Fengyang's expression became excited as he smashed his wine cup on the table.
"Your Highness, in this empire, in this world, no one can compare to you!”In Wen Xiang's heart, you are the most important man in the world, a handsome man. Wen Xiang looked at the handsome man in front of her, her eyes filled with deep love.
"So what? So what? In her heart, this king was worthless, had no status, was despicable, cold-blooded, heartless, and ungrateful. She was extremely disdainful of this king! " Hehe…" Chu Fengyang laughed coldly, his expression extremely pained.
"Your Highness, why do you care so much about a woman's words?”When she thought of the woman who had won the love of her lover, Wen Xiang's eyes flashed with jealousy.
"How can I not care?" Chu Fengyang stood up excitedly," This king loves her, loves her, dotes on her, protects her, and treats her as a treasure. If she wants it, this king can't wait to give the world to her, but she abandoned this king's feelings like a pair of worn shoes. All of this king's feelings can't win against that assassin's words. She actually shouted at this king because of that assassin and spoke ill of him. How can this king endure this?!" How can this king not be heartbroken!"
" Your Highness," Wen Xiang mustered up her courage and whispered," she is just a vulgar woman. Her words and actions do not have the elegance and nobility that a lady from a noble family should have. Your Highness, why do you have to…"
"Shut up! How dare you say bad things about the princess consort!”" Bang!" Chu Fengyang threw the blanket onto the ground. He was furious and his eyes were malicious.
"Wenxiang wouldn't dare!" Seeing the cold light in Chu Feng Yang's eyes, Wen Xiang knelt down in fear." Your Highness, please forgive Wen Xiang's unintentional mistake!" Wenxiang won't dare to do it again."
Her face was humbly begging for mercy, but her eyes were filled with malice and hatred. When she thought of that useless woman, the hatred in Wen Xiang's heart grew even stronger.
"This king loves her. No matter what she does, this king loves her, only loves her. No matter how heartless she is to this king, this king still loves her. This king cannot change his mind, nor does he want to change it. This king does not believe that he cannot win against that assassin.”Chu Fengyang's face was flushed red and his entire body was hot. He thought to himself," Could it be that I haven't seen Rou 'er for many days and I miss her soft body and ambiguous moans again?" She is so beautiful, how can this king not love her?
Seeing this, Wen Xiang knew that the medicine was taking effect. Her charming face remained calm and her voice was soft and pleasant." Your Highness has a noble status and is extraordinarily handsome. It's not worth it to suffer so much for a woman! Moreover, she doesn't cherish your highness 'intentions at all. What qualifications does she have to be pampered by your highness? Why does your highness…"
"Shut up! You're getting bolder and bolder, is this king too merciful?”Chu Fengyang's eyes were emitting a terrifying cold light, but his face was flushed red.
Wen Xiang took a few steps back in fear and said boldly,""Wen Xiang is only doing this for the good of your highness. There are so many women in the world, why is your highness so sad for her?”
"Shut up! All the women in the world are worthless in this king's eyes. This king doesn't even look at them. Don't compare them to this king's princess. They don't have the right!”Chu Fengyang roared angrily. His usual demeanor was completely gone. He actually dared to compare those women to his Rou 'er!
"What about Wenxiang? Wen Xiang had served his highness for so many years and had always done her best without any complaints. Could his highness not see Wen Xiang's intentions? Or are you pretending not to know?" Seeing Chu Fengyang's forehead covered in cold sweat and veins popping out, Wen Xiang's courage grew as she knew that the medicine was too strong.
"Presumptuous! Who do you think you are to dare to beg for this king's love? In this world, only wangfei has the qualifications to do so!”
Wen Xiang's face instantly turned pale when she heard the words 'what are you?' She bit her lips tightly, causing blood to seep out. The jealousy in her eyes grew even more intense. Since that was the case, it was you who forced me to use this method. It wasn't my intention.
Chu Feng Yang clenched his fists tightly. His lower abdomen was unbearably hot, and his desire surged. A pair of cold eyes shot towards Wen Xiang." You actually dared to drug this king!"”
"Your highness, please calm down. It's really because Wenxiang loves your highness too much that she had no choice but to use this method.”Wen Xiang raised her beautiful and charming face. Her tone was humble and pitiful, but her eyes were shining with pride.
"You bitch! This king will cut you into pieces!" His red eyes flashed with a cold light, and his handsome face was twisted in pain.
Wen Xiang saw that Chu FengYang was still sober and thought to herself, could it be that the female incense was useless to him, or that Chi had lied and given him fake medicine? She thought to herself that she was finished this time. She immediately closed her eyes in fear and waited for Chu FengYang's vicious and fierce palm strike to come down.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement at all. Wen Xiang opened her eyes and saw Chu Fengyang violently shaking his head. His face was filled with pain and contradiction as he muttered to himself,"She's Rou 'er! No! She was not! She was not! No! She was Rou 'er! It was Rou 'er! No, it wasn't! She was Rou 'er! She was! Rou 'er!"
Chu Fengyang stared fiercely at Wen Xiang. There was only love and desire burning in his eyes. He reached out and hugged Wen Xiang tightly in his arms. He was so strong that he wanted to rub the woman in his arms into his body." Rou 'er, my Rou' er, you still love me, right?" You love me, not anyone else, right? Tell me, Rou 'er, tell me!"
"Yes, Rou 'er loves you! I only love you, not anyone else! I'll love you forever!" Wen Xiang flirtatiously met Chu Fengyang's burning gaze and muttered.
" Rou 'er, this king's Rou' er," Chu Fengyang kissed the woman in his arms crazily. The burning desire drowned his rationality," This king wants you!" I want you crazily!"
"Rou 'er also wants wangye!" Wen Xiang moaned in satisfaction, twisting her body seductively, her eyes shining with the light of success.
Tonight, I want to be your woman! Tomorrow, you will only remember that we went to the Witch Mountain to do it together.
Your body, your sincerity, your status, I want them all! Not only do I want to be your woman, I want to be your princess!
In the hibiscus tent, two naked bodies were entangled with each other desperately. The perfect man's eyes were hot and blurred. The charming and beautiful woman with a body as soft as a snake revealed a proud and charming smile. In the cold night, it was like a poppy flower blooming.
Spring was thick in the house, and the cold wind outside was chilly. The moon sank and the stars darkened, and the sky was dark.
The candles in the room were shining, and the fire was burning brightly. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, so cold that I couldn't help but shake. I wrapped my fox fur tightly, and the corners of my eyes twitched. There was a strong uneasiness in my heart. It seemed that something important, or someone, was leaving me. What was it?
I glanced at Mei, who had been quietly guarding me like a statue. The candlelight cast a shadow on her handsome and cold face. Her knife-like face was even more charming. Was she Mei? Is the charm going to leave me? Or…
Thinking of that extraordinarily handsome man with a gentle and ambiguous gaze and a devilish smile on his face, thinking of how he would always breathe hot air into my ear intentionally or unintentionally and say sweet words that would make my face blush and my heart beat faster, the uneasiness in my heart grew stronger and stronger. Could it be…the wind? Is he…really going to leave me? Was his love really gone?
Was love really that short? Her heart suddenly turned gloomy as she lowered her eyes in disappointment.
Mei quietly looked at the woman in front of him. Her sorrowful and lonely expression made his heart ache very much. He wished he could hold her tightly in his arms and comfort her well, protect her well, and love her well. He wanted to use his broad and warm chest to accommodate her sorrow and loneliness, use his broad back to block the cold wind and snow of winter for her, and use the cold sword in his hand to remove those evil intentions and bad intentions for her.
Even if he couldn't give her the world's rare treasures, couldn't give her a noble status, couldn't give her wealth and luxury, he couldn't bear to let her suffer the slightest grievance.
If anyone was injured, be it physically or mentally, he would kill them at all costs! At the thought of this, a vicious aura rose from his forehead, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. His rough hand involuntarily gripped the hilt of his sword.
I looked at the murderous intent in Mei's eyes. Her gaze was getting colder and colder, and my heart became even more depressed. Could it be that even Mei, who had sworn to protect me for the rest of her life, was going to leave me and return to her assassin career?
The Mei looked at the woman's conflicted eyebrows and sad expression, and her heart ached even more. She carefully picked up the bowl of medicine on the table and handed it over." The medicine is getting cold. Drink it!"”
I frowned as I looked at the black medicinal soup. The bitter taste rushed into my nostrils unscrupulously, making me even more unhappy.
"Why don't I heat it up again?" Mei asked carefully.
I turned my face away and frowned." I…don't want to drink it. Take it down."”
The Mei was silent. She opened her mouth but didn't say anything. She hesitated and wanted to take the medicine and leave.
I knew his heartache, his concern, and his worries. I felt guilty, but I was greedy for the warmth of not letting go of him. Looking at his tightly furrowed brows, I couldn't bear it and said faintly,"I…I'll drink it. Give it to me!"
He looked up at me in surprise and carefully handed me the medicine.
Pinching her nose, she endured the bitter taste and drank it all in one gulp. Mei handed over the candied fruit at the right time.
After drinking the medicine, he was a little tired, so he turned off the lights and went to bed.
Lying in Mei's warm embrace, listening to the whistling wind outside the window, there was a corner in the depths of his heart that was filled with emptiness and loneliness. He closed his tired eyes and buried his head in Mei's embrace, greedily absorbing his warmth and breath. His uneasy mood gradually calmed down, but that corner in the depths of his heart was still filled with an indescribable emptiness and loneliness.
He reached out and hugged the Mei's firm waist tightly, telling himself that the Mei was here and would not leave. There was no need to be afraid, fearful, or uneasy. Whether it was the cold, determined, and quiet guardian of him, or the extraordinarily handsome and charming him, he was unwilling to let go. If the heavens wanted to blame me for my greed, then blame me, I don't care!
He fell asleep in the cold and warm embrace of the charm. His dreams were chaotic, and his heart was still empty.
Mei quietly protected the woman who was curled up in his arms like a frightened kitten. Her conflicted eyebrows and painful sleeping face made his heart ache.
Sighing deeply, the rough hand gently smoothed out her tangled brows. The woman in the dream frowned. Mei looked at the thick calluses on her hands. The rough hand still hurt her delicate baby like skin. She reached out and hugged the woman in her arms tightly, using her body to warm her delicate body that was afraid of the cold.
"Hey." The woman in the dream sighed faintly. Her heart was downcast. How could she soothe your tangled brows? How could she soothe the sadness and pain in your heart? How could she block the rain, snow, wind, and frost in the harsh winter for you? How could she block the surging waves in your heart? Could she warm your body and warm your injured heart?
If I can give you warmth, how can I give you the happiness you wish for? If I can protect you, how can I give you the love and care you want? Can't let go, can't leave, is my obsession a blessing or a curse to you? Was he happy or worried? Happy or sad?
Looking at you sad and lonely, looking at you sad and lonely, looking at your beautiful face that no longer has the happiness and cheerfulness of the past, mischievous and lively, what should I do? How can I make you smile, bloom that beautiful smile like a blooming flower?
The world is vicious, swords have no eyes, killing enemies with blood, being riddled with wounds, being humiliated, played with mercilessly, and tortured wantonly. To me, it's nothing. The millions of sufferings in the world can't compare to a drop of tears at the corner of your eye. The happiness in life can't compare to a smile on your lips.
If I can't give you happiness, how can I bring you that sweet happiness? You love him so much, and your eyes are filled with him. You only want to be his princess consort happily. How can I make his love as deep as yours?
Perhaps I can only hug you tightly like this, warm you, protect you, protect your smile, your beauty, protect your love, protect your happiness and sadness, lively and gentle, mischievous and quiet. This is my happiness, but what about your happiness?
With me by your side to protect you, I will definitely not let anyone hurt you at all, let you down at all, or let you suffer at all! Anyone!
His cold eyes shone with determination, exuding a terrifying aura in the cold winter night.
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