Yao Muzixi looked at Xia Mingyu's back and just wanted to laugh. He, a prince who was above ten thousand people and was so radiant, could also be in such a state of despair.
Yao Muzixi walked out of the door and saw a strange maid standing guard in front of the door. Yao Muzixi was about to walk out, but she saw the maid respectfully stood in front of Yao Muzixi and whispered: "Prince The Crown Princess, the Crown Prince said, the Crown Princess cannot go anywhere until she comes back."
Yao Muzixi looked at the maid and frowned, forget it, so as not to embarrass the little girl. Yao Muzixi sat on the bedside, feeling a little tired, so she pulled up the quilt and covered her body.
Yao Muzixi fell into a drowsy sleep. Perhaps she had a dream. She was by a small stream, surrounded by green grass. Behind a big tree, there was a person sitting. He was wearing a red robe and a mask, his dark hair was flying in the wind, and the expression on his face was a bit evil.
She saw the man walking towards her, and the mask on his face gradually disappeared with the wind. Before Yao Muzixi could see the man's face clearly, the man disappeared in front of her.
Yao Muzixi opened his eyes suddenly, and saw an enlarged handsome face in front of him. Those eyes had a hint of violence, but they were extremely handsome and charming.
Feeling a cold look staring at him, Yao Muzixi stood up, pushed Xia Mingyu away, and shouted dissatisfied: "Why are you in my bed?"
Xia Mingyu smiled faintly, approached Yao Muzixi, stared at Yao Muzixi closely, and said: "I am your husband, I am not here, then where should I be?"
"Boring!" Yao Muzixi raised his eyebrows slightly, spit out these two words, grabbed a brocade robe by himself, and prepared to leave.
With an unknown fire rising in his heart, Xia Mingyu rushed to Yao Muzixi, grabbed her arm and said, "I am your husband, and it is only natural that we have sex."
"Let go." Yao Muzixi looked at the man in front of him stubbornly, with no sign of surrender in his eyes, and said coldly.
Xia Mingyu glanced sideways at Yao Muzixi. He didn't expect that she was such a stubborn woman. He really underestimated her. He should have put her beside him a long time ago and watched her closely to see how she could escape. He took out the palm of his hand and watched how she flirted with other men.
"I won't let you go, you are my woman, you have to obey me in everything." Xia Mingyu's eyes were bloodshot and he was extremely angry, and his hand holding Yao Muzixi's arm tightened.
Yao Muzixi only felt a heart-wrenching pain in her arm, and her eyes seemed to burst into tears, saying: "From the moment you neglected me the night you married me, you are nothing in my eyes. "Since you don't leave, I will leave!" Yao Muzixi gritted his teeth and finished speaking, glaring at Xia Mingyu fiercely.
Okay! I treat her like this, what else can I ask for? But why would I feel uncomfortable when seeing that woman talking and laughing with other men, and would want to kill someone? When I heard her calling other men’s names in her dream , I am really going crazy, I can’t control myself and want to get angry.
Yao Muzixi looked at Xia Mingyu, who had a gloomy and uncertain face, and used some success in his hands to break away from Xia Mingyu's hand, but had no intention of hurting him. After all, he was also the prince of a country, so he still had a sense of proportion.
A force broke away Xia Mingyu's grip on Yao Muzixi's arm, and his hand loosened in vain. Xia Mingyu was surprised that she had such profound internal strength. He really knew too little about her. What should he do? I find her more and more interesting, and she seems to be more and more to my liking.
Yao Muzixi casually put the brocade robe on his body, opened the door, and walked out. Seeing this, Xia Mingyu was very angry and chased after you without saying a word. I want to see how big you are. Ability, hum!
The wind outside was blowing cold, and the chill was biting to the bone. Yao Muzixi wanted to retreat into the room, but when she thought that Xia Mingyu was still in that room, she really didn't want to go back.
Xia Mingyu followed him out and felt the biting cold outside. He was still a little worried. The woman had contracted the cold. If the condition worsened, it would really not be fun.
The tiny steps made a soft sound. Yao Muzixi turned her head, but could not see anything. But she knew in her heart that it must be that Xia Mingyu who was following her. Hum, he can follow him if he likes, what does it have to do with me? !
Unexpectedly, a gust of palm wind struck him fiercely. Fortunately, Yao Muzixi felt the cold palm wind and hurriedly avoided it. He saw Xia Mingyu standing opposite Yao Muzixi with a smile on his face. Look at her.
"A sneak attack from behind is not what a gentleman does." Yao Muzixi cast a cold glance at Xia Mingyu, drew a sword sideways, and stabbed Xia Mingyu.
The sword edge was unstoppable and stabbed towards Xia Mingyu fiercely. How much power did Yao Muzixi use? He only heard a soft stabbing sound. Yao Muzixi stopped his sword and looked at the man in front of him. Dressed in white, his chest was pierced by her sword. His snow-white robe was dyed red, and Yao Muzixi was a little shocked to see it. There was so much blood, so much. Why didn't he hide? Did he do it on purpose?
"Can you vent your anger?" Xia Mingyu's face turned pale, with a slight smile on his lips. His two thin lips opened and closed, and his voice was gentler than ever before.
"Why don't you hide? Why do you have to wait in vain for me to stab you?" Yao Muzixi pulled out the sword, but saw that the blood on his chest was flowing even more, and it kept flowing and refused to stop.
Xia Mingyu lowered his head and saw that the sword on his chest had been pulled out. He put his arms around Yao Muzixi's waist and was about to fall down. The sword in Yao Muzixi's hand fell with a sound, and he only felt a heavy burden being pressed on his body. Similar.
His blood dyed her clothes red, and her tears flowed down involuntarily. She didn't understand, why was he suffering? If he had to bear this sword in vain, if he stabbed him to death, what would he do? Although She didn't love him, but the moment she saw his blood was so shocking, she still panicked.
Yao Muzixi helped Xia Mingyu and walked into the room. A tear overflowed from her eyes and she didn't know what to do. She helped him to the room and lay on her bed. She was going to ask for a doctor, but her His hand was held by Xia Mingyu.
All she saw was that he looked at her with a faint smile and said in a weak voice: "Have you resolved your hatred? Will this sword make up for the neglect I gave you on our wedding night?"
"Is it worth it?" Yao Muzixi looked at him, tears streaming down her face. She was really afraid that he would die.
"It's worth it." After Xia Mingyu said this, his delicate eyes closed. The expression on his face seemed to change to a relaxed one, and he just lay there with a smile on his lips.