The man didn't say anything for a long time.

Su Wanrong took a deep breath, sat up and was about to turn over and stay. But he turned around and grabbed her shoulder without warning. The man's palm was thick and hard, and he just pinched her hard, as if he wanted to crush her shoulder bones.

"I'm spoiling you too much on weekdays, right? Have you ever considered my feelings when you say such words?"

Su Wanrong held back the pain on her shoulders and arms, looked up and looked into the man's black eyes filled with anger, disappointment, and even a little aggrieved, but she smiled. Her nose was sore that she smiled and tears were scattered in her eyes.

Why should he be angry?

Why did he feel wronged?

How long ago she had told him that it was impossible between them. He insisted on forcing her to satisfy his so-called desire to conquer. It was her disagreement and she was ignorant of the current affairs. But hasn't he met a better one now? Not only this charming dancer, but there are more and more stunning beauties waiting to help him fill his harem.

He thought she was so willing to be his queen? In the future, she would be like Miss Su Er in her previous life, with the title of Lord of the Six Palaces, watching the people beside her pillow, and she would be lucky to see one younger and more beautiful women after another.

She couldn't bear such favors. She distanced himself from him, which not only helped her, but also gave men time to find someone who was more suitable for his position, and to have his beauty as soon as possible.

Such a best-in-one thing will do him without any harm. Why should he feel wronged?

Even though she thought about it this way, even though she really imagined that every time she quarreled with him before, she was self-indulging, and she didn't want to be spoiled by him at all. Her words had already squeezed into her throat, her lips twitched, and she couldn't speak.

The little woman's tears fell down, falling on the messy mattress, and smashing into his heart.

Yinmang's eyes widened and red bloodshots appeared. He was indeed very hurt and felt that this woman was just heartless.

How could he treat her well? I always thought that during this period of time, she should always change her attitude towards him. But everything has not changed. They couldn't say a few words and started quarreling. She ruthlessly said that she hurt people. How could she have ever taken into consideration his mood?

At this time, Yinmang's patience had reached a limit. He glanced at her for the last time, then let go of her hand and put on his shoes.

He picked up the outer robe he had just taken off, and had no time to put it on, so he just grabbed it in his hand. He had a cold face and strode away without looking back.

**

Yinmang rushed out of the Fengyi Palace gate with a dark face, and the anger in his chest was uncontrollable. He thought that if he took the initiative to look for her with a shy face in the future, he would be a fool!

He strolled out of the corridor and was walking towards his own palace of care, but he collided with Su Wanrong's close maid Yi Cui and Ningxiang.

Yinmang was now angry. The Emperor didn't want to see him when he came down, let alone two small palace maids. He just continued to walk his way with a cold face and without squinting eyes.

Unexpectedly, the little palace maid was so brave that she could see that he was embarrassed, she even clenched the bullet and called him: "Your Majesty, please stay! My Empress looks something wrong tonight. Please go and see my Empress."

The person who spoke was Yi Cui. She was anxious and her voice was choked. The emperor did not turn around. She then bent her knees and knelt on the ground with a "pop".

Ningxiang saw her sister kneeling down, and hurriedly knelt down. She lowered her head and said in her mouth: "Please beg your Majesty to show kindness to the Queen..."

Yinmang stopped and glanced at the two palace maids kneeling on the ground, and sneered coldly in his nose: "You are very active in being a servant. Do you know that your concubine hates me to the core and wishes to see me forever."

“How is this possible?”

Yi Cui widened her eyes and couldn't help but sing, "After the Empress returned to the palace, she kept muttering the name of His Majesty. As she was reciting, she suddenly started crying. I have served the Empress these days and have never seen the Empress look like this. Later, I went to comfort the Empress, but the Empress didn't listen, and I didn't know what was going on..."

Yinmang's heart was thrilled, and he subconsciously blurted out: "She was crying so hard just now? Did you hear her miss me?"

Yi Cui did not dare to hide it, and recalled it carefully, and honestly reported: "I was far away at that time. I didn't hear clearly what the Empress said specifically. I only heard the Empress recite the name of His Majesty a few times... Later, I went to ask, but the Empress refused to say it. Seeing that the Palace Banquet was not over yet, the Empress replied alone. I also blamed me for talking too much. I asked her more about why the Empress came back differently. The Empress's reaction was very excited and said, "He has others with him. Isn't it very annoying to stay there? Then I started crying again..."

Yinmang was stunned and stood there for a moment. Some thoughts flew in his mind. From the initial surprise and suspicion to the subsequent incredible, then the overwhelming ecstasy was overwhelming.

At this time, Yi Cui and Ningxiang, who were kneeling on the ground in fear, saw Emperor Yuan of Jin, who had originally had a blue face, suddenly thought of something. The rain suddenly turned clear. At this moment, he looked very happy. He saw the thin lips as sharp as a knife raised high, lifted up the corner of the robe, turned around, and suddenly strolled towards Fengyi Palace of the Empress.

**

Before Yinmang got on the bed this time, he lit the light first. When he lifted the curtain, he saw Su Wanrong still maintaining the posture he had just left, lying motionless inside.

He was also thinking about it. On the one hand, he was so excited about the guess just now, but on the other hand, he was afraid that his guess would be wrong and he was happy in vain.

Sitting on the edge of the couch, hesitating about how to speak. However, although Su Wanrong on the couch turned her back to him without saying a word, her slender shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly.

After pausing for a while, he immediately understood. He leaned over and opened his arms to hug her, but Su Wanrong held the block of the Arhat bed tightly and refused to let go. But how could her little force rival him? After rubbing for a while, Yinmang directly reached out and pulled her fingers one by one, grabbed her soft waist, pulled it up and then flipped it over, and she was easily carried into his arms by him.

The lights were bright, Yinmang lowered his head, so he clearly saw the little girl's clear and moist peach blossom eyes. In just a short while, she had swollen into two peaches. Her round and perky nose was also red, and she was very pitying for life.

Seeing her crying like this, she really made the man's hard heart soaked into a pool of water. How could she remember that she was just because of some anger? She just hugged her like a little kid and said softly: "How old have I been leaving? Look at what you have cried like?"

Su Wanrong was just left alone in the bedroom, and her emotions were almost calm. The man returned at this time, hugging her, and talking to her softly. Her eyes felt sore, and even though she had bit her lips and tried her best to endure it, tears still rolled out in a state of discomfort.

She cried so pitifully, but she bit her rosy lips and tried not to make a sound. Yinmang saw it in her eyes and felt very distressed. She had to hug her and pat her back and comfort her carefully. She also buried her head and gently rubbed her side face with her thick and hard side face.

Soaked her in tears, and the black hair stuck to her cheeks should not be removed from behind his ears. He coaxed her softly: "Good, I'm so good, am I back now? OK, don't cry, I'll cry anymore, my eyes hurt..."

It would be fine if the man didn't mention it, but when Su Wanrong mentioned it, he felt even more angry. He had red eyes, gritted his teeth and hit him, and said with a sob: "Who wants you to come back? Don't come back. The beauty that Lord Da gave you just now is still waiting for you outside. If you don't go with her, what's the point of coming back to quarrel with me like a heartless quarrel?"

The little girl mentioned Mei Ji at this time, which confirmed Yinmang's bold guess just now.

He was secretly happy in his heart and naturally let her beat him. After a while, he grabbed her soft little hand into her palm and rubbed it. He turned his head and kissed her swollen eyelids with his thin lips, gently sucking every tiny drop of water on her long eyelashes.

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Ah, I actually didn't finish the code... but I couldn't cry. I passed this part first. I'll try to finish the remaining code before passing it. I can't confirm the time, so everyone can take a look before going to bed at night.
Chapter completed!