[Prompt: This chapter has been overhauled due to its H content. If you can't read it smoothly, I'm sorry.]
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The night was dark.
Inside the house.
The candlelight flickered, illuminating two thin figures.
Outside the house, two personal maids were guarding the door with serious expressions.
However, they would occasionally turn their heads and peek at him.
Jiang Feng followed behind Wu Zetian into the house, and the door was not even closed.
As soon as Wu Zetian finished speaking, she suddenly saw Jiang Feng's conflicted expression, but it was quickly replaced by determination.
"Alright…"
Jiang Feng said in a low voice. He had already assumed his identity, and he had god-like acting skills.
He had to make sure that there were no accidents in the final segment.
Wu Zetian sneered in her heart.
However, in the next second, he saw the two maidservants outside the house getting restless.
She gritted her teeth and did not order the two of them to retreat.
"If Jiang Feng speaks, shyly ask me to close the door. I will immediately order the two maidservants to close the door and go far away.”
Wu Zetian was thinking.
At this moment, the room became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Wu Zetian did not even blink. Her eyes were fixed on Jiang Feng and never left him.
His arm trembled, and then he gently pulled, and the belt fell to the ground.
Wu Zetian's breathing stopped as she looked at the door from the corner of her eye.
He noticed that the two maidservants outside the house were staring at him with their eyes wide open, and they were peeping at him even more frequently.
The belt fell to the ground, and Jiang Feng's clothes looked very loose. At this time, as long as a gust of wind blew, he could even see his thin body underneath.
Just now, Jiang Feng had been listening to Wu Zetian's inner thoughts. He had grasped all of her thoughts.
This woman actually wanted to use his innocence as a bet to make him take the initiative to admit defeat and close the door.
" It doesn't matter if I close the door," Jiang Feng sneered in his heart. Because of their different views, Jiang Feng felt that he was not the one who was at a disadvantage.
Moreover, this dream happened in his mind. After waking up from the dream, these people would turn into fragments of his memory. This was no different from seeing himself.
Wu Zetian was exasperated.
At that moment, she saw Jiang Feng's hand move again. This time, it was on his coat. He gently pushed it away, revealing his tender shoulders.
Outside the room, the two maidservants pretended to look in as if nothing had happened.
Wu Zetian suddenly snorted.
"Enough!"
She strode over and put her coat on Jiang Feng.
He walked to the door and glared fiercely at the two maidservants.
"Have you seen enough? Get lost!"
After saying that, Wu Zetian slammed the door.
He turned around.
In the next second, she saw Jiang Feng put his hand into his pocket and touched it as if he was holding a piece of porcelain in his palm.
Wu Zetian was confused. When she saw the contract on the table, her heart felt like it was stabbed by a knife.
"This Jiang Feng is truly a wanderer by nature. Even in the dream world, he actually signed a contract with Hong Lou for a mere hundred taels of silver.”
An hour later.
Wu Zetian let out a long breath.
"Even in the dream, I won't let you go.”
Wu Zetian steeled her heart and whispered into Jiang Feng's ear.
Jiang Feng's eyes were filled with pain and confusion. He paused for a moment before he spoke through gritted teeth.
"Will…will you marry me?"
Jiang Feng squeezed out the words through his teeth, his breathing a little hurried.
After saying that, Jiang Feng raised his head weakly and looked into Wu Zetian's eyes seriously.
Wu Zetian's heart shook and she almost agreed immediately.
This was something she had always dreamed of.
However…
She turned her head away and stopped looking at Jiang Feng's hopeful eyes.
"Don't even think about it! You're just a plaything! Do you think anyone would marry a plaything?”
Wu Zetian blinked her eyes quickly, digesting the tears that were gradually pouring out.
"No... I won't."
Jiang Feng's dry lips moved as he mumbled in response.
The hopeful look in her eyes disappeared. She closed her eyes, and tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes.
When Wu Zetian's tears dried up, she turned around and found that Jiang Feng had already closed his eyes and was crying silently. He seemed to have accepted his fate.
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