Beitangxian's deep eyes were covered with a layer of darkness, and his eyes as he looked at An Qixi in his arms were full of coldness, confusion, shock, disgust, struggle, and in the end it was so complicated that no one could understand it.

His brief silence made the people in the hall look different. An Qixi felt anxious, but An Chuyi's eyes sparkled.

The suffocating silence continued. Beitangxian's hesitant palm finally landed on the red and swollen side of An Qixi's face. At that moment, a frightening red flashed in his eyes. He had never noticed the palm of his hand.

There was a sourness and struggle in the soft, hoarse voice that no one could understand, and there was a slight alienation in the blurred eyes: "Does it hurt?"

An Qixi's eyes were filled with water, and her heart shrank. She raised her head in his arms and saw the deep sadness and despair in his eyes. His distant gaze conveyed a powerless pain that spread all over her body in an instant. What happened?

What makes a god-like existence in people's eyes so helpless and hopeless? Is she... making things difficult for him?

He loves An Chuyi so much. On the way to the wedding, all his lingering whispers and tender promises were all for An Chuyi! But now he wants to act out a show of affection with him, and he wants him to punish An Chuyi. He must hate himself to death.

, I hate myself so much!

This thought suddenly awakened An Qixi's mind. She should feel guilty, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of sourness in her heart. A hint of stubbornness suddenly appeared in the corner of her aggrieved eyes. This man loved An Chuyi in his heart.

, how could he favor her wholeheartedly? Has she pretended to be a fool for so long that even her IQ has really declined? Or is she too spoiled and coquettish?

Suddenly unwilling to face Beitangxian's disobedience, he raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes hard, pushed Beitangxian away and stood up. He blurted out angry words, but ended up crying: "It doesn't hurt, I don't care if it hurts to death!"

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As soon as he roared out, the whole hall fell into silence. Beitang Xian looked at An Qixi who was full of anger in astonishment, and his cold phoenix eyes suddenly became stern. An Qixi felt that the grievances in her heart suddenly filled her chest, and a touch of self-mockery appeared at the corner of her mouth.

, An Qixi actually had a day of being alone! She would definitely collapse if she stayed any longer, and she might even be punished, so she turned around without hesitation.

The purple skirt flipped over, and she ran away. The gorgeous color blocked her aloof expression, and also blocked Beitang Xian's handsome face that suddenly changed color!

"Little..." Beitangxian's eyes were hurt by the sarcasm from the corner of An Qixi's mouth. His big hand only moved slowly, not even grabbing the corner of her ethereal clothes. The name he blurted out made him fall into extreme panic.

There was no time to chase him, so he could only stop shouting due to the scene that suddenly appeared in his mind.

The picture that came to his mind instantly was messy but real. There was a hazy figure running towards him in the hot sunlight. He rushed away with joy, but his dream was shattered when he touched her!

She disappeared and never appeared in his life again. He gradually thought that it was a dream.

Then, that dream was shattered, and that beautiful image became a wisp of fantasy and longing from his youth. The hazy image of the broken dream took his heart away fiercely and truly...

The figure in his mind disappeared so decisively, just like An Qixi at this moment, running away without hesitation, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was cold, and despair surrounded him again, just like that rainy night many years ago,

His mother and concubine died suddenly, and his father also disappeared overnight. From then on, he became an orphan, and despair and helplessness became his companions.

He only remembered that he always liked to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion at that time, standing alone in the Prime Minister's Mansion and feeling the atmosphere there, as if there was something there that tied his life and persistence. Then he met An Chuyi

.

The woman who gave him a warm embrace, washed his hands, and cared for him tenderly when he was at his most desperate and painful, and who protected him and never left him even when his life and death were unpredictable.

! She said, "My lord, the first grade of junior high school will always protect you. Don't dislike the first grade of junior high school, okay? Even if you don't love the first grade of junior high school, please don't push me away. Let me take her place and accompany you..."

Only he knew how warm that tender and lovely woman with tearful eyes was in that moment of hug. It was so warm that he was greedy for it, greedy enough to know that she was still alive! During the period of serious injury, his memory began to blur, and he gradually forgot why he was there.

It was so painful and despairing that he had forgotten the person who haunted him in dreams. Every time he tried to remember it, it hurt like breaking his chest and gouging out his heart. But he was stubborn and refused to forget. The more it hurt, the more he had to think about it.

He acquiesced to An Chuyi's existence and tried to bring this gentle woman into his heart, but his heart was empty and gone. Where could there be a place for her to live? He was confused every day, and in the end, he finally completely forgot about that person.

Everything! I forgot about it for seven years!

Who was she in the first mouth? Why had he forgotten everything? But now that childish and dependent voice, those watery eyes like clear springs seemed to be right in front of him.

Who is she? Whenever Beitangxian thinks of her, he will feel so desperate. So desperate that he collapses in anger?

Suddenly, his head seemed to explode, everything became blurry, and the fear and despair deep in his memory enveloped him. The pair of gradually red eyes under the frowning eyebrows stared at An Chuyi, and gradually changed.

De was furious and roared sadly: "Who allowed you to touch my little darling? Who gave you the courage?"

His hands were shaped like claws, and a strong suction pulled An Chu to the bed in an instant. An Chuyi's face was pale and his eyes were full of despair. His throat was clamped by Beitang Xian's hot and scorching palms, and there was a roar in his ears.

He almost roared in despair throughout his body. An Chuyi was frightened, whimpering with fear in his eyes, but he was powerless and could only let Beitang Xian take away his breath bit by bit.

"Your Majesty!" Lin Moyun shouted in horror, but Huang Ziyuan stopped him as he stepped forward.

Huang Ziyuan only felt that Beitangxian was very abnormal at this moment, as if he was possessed by a ghost. Didn't he love An Chuyi very much? Aren't they childhood sweethearts? How could he be so ruthless? And...that little boy was...

Who? Beitangxian, what secret do you have that they don’t know about? Is it related to... An Qixi?

"Give it back to me! Give her back to me! Give me back my little boy!" Beitangxian's eyes were red, his handsome face was twisted, the wound on his chest burst open, blood was flowing, his joints were clear, the hatred in his eyes, the anger in his mouth,
Chapter completed!