She raised her eyes with difficulty and looked at Xie Jie with tears in her eyes.
At this moment, the messy thoughts in my mind gradually merged into a line and became clear.
With the temperament of a tyrant, since he didn't kill her immediately, everything could still be turned around.
She put her fingers on Xie Jie's face, pulled out a smile, and squeezed out two words from her throat as if she was reluctant to give up.
"His Majesty……"
Xie Jie took two heavy breaths, let go suddenly, and threw her onto the bed.
"Why?" He stared gloomily into Ahaya's eyes and asked involuntarily, even his rational mind felt that he was ridiculous.
It is only natural that Beirong's spies deliver news to Beirong. How can there be a reason?
Ahaya finally regained her breath, coughing hard, and her eyes were filled with tears.
"Whether you believe it or not, I have no ulterior motives in approaching you."
She pursed her lips, raised her eyes and looked at Xie Jie, with a cry of despair in her voice: "But General Quint..."
"If he hadn't saved me from the gangsters, I would have been a skeleton in the grass on the roadside!"
She shook her head and spoke anxiously, as if she was forced into a corner: "I can't help it! You are my benefactor, and he is also my benefactor. I can't just watch something happen to him..."
This story is actually very lame and still fails to explain her betrayal.
But as long as the king is willing to believe... that's enough.
Xie Jie's eyes changed, and he could hardly restrain the sneer and murderous intent in his heart.
Ahaya's methods were so clumsy, how could he not see it?
But……
His face darkened, and his eyes were as cold as ice, falling on Ahaya, like some kind of judgment.
He actually hesitated.
Ahaya shrank back, clenched her fingertips, and carefully watched every change in the tyrant's expression, her mind settling down bit by bit.
No matter why, he didn't want to kill her.
This is enough.
"Your Majesty..." She slowed down and softened her voice. She was about to speak, but was coldly interrupted by Xie Jie.
"One favor is enough."
Xie Jie stared at her, the corners of his lips curled up, and he opened the curtains on the bed with his hands, his tone inexplicable.
Ahaya tightened her lips suddenly, looking at the madness and darkness in Xie Jie's eyes, the fear in her heart grew wildly.
How could she forget...not killing her does not mean not punishing her.
The punishment of this tyrant has always been unbearable and difficult for her to face.
Xie Jie pressed forward almost as if to vent his anger, and easily restrained all Ahaya's movements with one hand. The other hand pressed on her lips, roughly rubbing the vermilion to make it even more vivid.
"Ahya."
His voice was low, and his hot breath blew into her ears, causing a shiver.
"You have to pay a price for betraying me."
Ahaya's eyes widened, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, but the memory engraved in her soul made her body soften obediently.
"Don't……"
She feebly tried to break away, sobbing, and her satin-like skin was brushed by the thick calluses of his palm, bringing out a blush.
"You said you wouldn't let me follow you nameless and without status..." Her voice was a bit sharp, like the last plea of a prey that has been mastered.
But how can a small prey that shows weakness to the hunter and exposes its vulnerable belly be let go?
It will only arouse a greater desire to destroy.
"That's what I said to my well-behaved Zhaoyi."
Xie Jie's voice was cold and careless. He raised Ahaya's face paranoidly and looked into those watery eyes. He exerted more force on his fingertips until he saw a red mark left on the snow-white area.
mark.
"I'm not talking about the Beirong people who betrayed me."
After his voice fell, he seemed to be angered again, and his actions became more violent.
Ahaya was almost breathless under the pressure of his stormy intimacy, and she could only make a few untuned sounds even after struggling.
The smoke-like curtain was grasped by a delicate hand, as if grasping the last straw.
Quickly, he stretched out another hand that was too big, with thick calluses on the palm, and filled with overwhelming possessiveness. He took that hand back and pressed it on the dark silk quilt.
There was a heavy snowstorm overnight, and the branches of the red plum trees outside the courtyard almost broke.
When Ahaya woke up again, she felt pain all over her body, and she couldn't use her waist at all.
She remembered what the tyrant did last night and shook her body subconsciously.
madman.
She cursed in her mind, looked at the top of the bed, and couldn't help but punch the quilt angrily.
Xie Jie last night gave her a very familiar feeling. It was as if she had a cold war with him after the news of her brother's death in her previous life, and on the third night, he came in through the window.
She pursed her lips and her ears felt slightly warm.
Should we say they are the same person?
"Fortunately... I made it through." She sighed and murmured to herself.
Based on her understanding of the tyrant, he would not cast another glance at the mortal man.
Wasn't yesterday's show of weakness a gamble on that special point?
But Xie Jie, as she thought, let her go, thus exposing the matter.
It's just that all the planning made before may have been in vain.
She closed her eyes, her anger and hatred for the Prime Minister growing stronger.
"girl."
A female voice sounded, and then someone lifted the curtain.
Ahaya turned her head with difficulty and saw two maids holding washing things, their faces red and stuttering.
She reacted and quickly pulled the quilt over her body, her ears turning red.
Damn tyrant! He is indeed a dog!
The taller maid was more steady. She put the water basin aside, knelt down and saluted, and spoke abruptly.
"Slave Wenxiang, this is nephrite. The two of us were assigned by Mr. Zhou to serve the girl."
Warm fragrant soft jade.
This doesn't look like the name of a serious slave. It's better to say that it was assigned to her than it was temporarily assigned from somewhere.
Ahaya blinked and immediately realized something. She sat up with difficulty and leaned against the bed, her voice low.
"Where's Liu Nu?"
"Young lady, are you talking about the sister you served before?" Nephrite was younger and more lively. She blinked and answered, "Your Majesty said she didn't serve her well and there is no need to come back."
"What?"
Ahaya's pupils shrank, and her fingers under the quilt suddenly clenched tightly.
Liu Nu...
She pinched herself hard and tried to calm down.
Serving someone poorly does not mean collaborating with the enemy and treason.
At least, Xie Jie suppressed her matter. In other words, there is still hope for Liu Nu's matter.
Xie Jie was waiting for her to beg him.
Ahaya quickly realized this, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes, she gritted her teeth and held on.