Suddenly, several loud noises were heard in the hall, as if something was falling hard.
Only this time, no one dared to go in.
After that, the sound became louder every time, like a bell and a drum, beating heavily on everyone's hearts.
At this moment, the hall was in a mess.
Like a strong wind passing through, no place is intact.
Di Qianjue's eyes were red, like an angered beast, and his whole body exuded a violent and sinister aura.
Blood slipped from his fingertips, drop by drop, and splashed on the ground, forming a blood flower.
"Woman, you are so heartless."
Di Qianjue pulled Ling Xuewei up, his movements rough and without any trace of the previous gentleness.
"I'm afraid you might as well treat me as a stranger or even a beggar on the street, right? Why?! Well? Tell me! Why on earth? Why are you so cold and heartless to me? You don't even want to give me the slightest chance?!
"
At this moment, Di Qianjue really wanted to kill Ling Xuewei!
His eyes were split open, his warmth was gone, and he completely transformed into a ferocious beast, as if he would devour Ling Xuewei in the next second.
"What's so good about him? What makes you so devoted? Even when you're with me, you never stop thinking about him! Even for him, you don't hesitate to compromise and stay with me, just to help him get rid of that damn poison! And
I treat you well in every possible way, but you turn a blind eye! No matter how much I try to please you or how humble I am in front of you, you remain indifferent."
"Ling Xuewei, I really want to strangle you to death with my own hands!"
Di Qianjue's hand grasped Ling Xuewei's neck and tightened little by little.
Ling Xuewei could clearly sense the murderous aura on Di Qianjue's body.
So thick.
So violent.
Di Qianjue really wanted to kill her.
Oxygen is gradually withdrawn.
Suffocation came.
Ling Xuewei's mind gradually became dizzy.
Death is approaching.
But at the critical moment, Di Qianjue suddenly let go of his hand.
Di Qianjue pressed Ling Xuewei's neck and pressed her lips down fiercely.
With destruction, violence and anger.
Attacking cities and territories, invading them wantonly. Like a violent storm, suffocating.
Soon Ling Xuewei's lip was bitten by Di Qianjue, and the bloody smell hit her. She struggled, but Di Qianjue's hand restrained her tightly like a stone, preventing her from leaving.
Ling Xuewei knew she couldn't break away, so she gave up in the end, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart.
"Aren't you willing to give in?"
Di Qianjue's lips did not leave, and he whispered against Ling Xuewei.
It's just that it doesn't have any warmth.
Suddenly, Di Qianjue let go of Ling Xuewei.
"At the hunting palace banquet in three days, I will announce that I will marry you and become my queen."
Whoosh!
Ling Xuewei opened her eyes suddenly!
These words were like a bolt from the blue, exploding above her head.
Ling Xuewei almost thought she heard a hallucination.
"Are you crazy?!" Ling Xuewei was shocked and angry.
"Oh, I'm crazy. It was you who drove me crazy."
Di Qianjue grabbed Ling Xuewei's wrist and said fiercely, "What? Are you still thinking of returning to Ye Moyan? I tell you, it's impossible in this life! If you want to leave me, give up!
"
Di Qianjue dropped these words coldly, and his tone returned to calmness again, "Here comes someone."
"Holy King."
When An Yi heard Di Qianjue's call, he walked in fearfully.
"Take her back to Lingyun Pavilion and keep her under guard. She is not allowed to step out of the room without my order." Di Qianjue said coldly.
"Di Qianjue! You can't do this!!"
Ling Xuewei's face showed panic for the first time, because she could see that Di Qianjue was serious.
"No? There is nothing in this world that I, Emperor Qian, can never do!"
Emperor Qianjue was domineering and arrogant, looking down upon everything.
"I heard that there has been no movement from Fanxu so far. If I remember correctly, your wedding will be in ten days, right?"
Ling Xuewei's face turned pale.
"Hahaha! Then I will see who Ye Moyan will marry without you! Perhaps, I should send a beautiful woman over there. After all, you will leave him and become my wife.
Queen!"
"Pah——"
There was a crisp sound, and the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly condensed.
"Holy Lord!"
An Yi was shocked.
Ling Xuewei's hands trembled slightly and her eyes turned red, "You are so proud of humiliating me?"
Di Qianjue's silver eyes dimmed slightly, he slowly turned his head, wiped the corners of his mouth with his slender fingertips, and suddenly smiled.
Very eerie.
"Woman, this is the second time. This is the second time you have done something to me."
Di Qianjue's calm tone seemed to be brewing with raging anger, burning everything.
After speaking, Di Qianjue pulled Ling Xuewei to his side. He leaned over and pressed her down, "It won't happen a third time, Ling Xuewei, you forced me to do this."
Di Qianjue pushed Ling Xuewei away hard. Ling Xuewei's feet were unsteady and she fell to the ground.
He happened to press his palm on the broken porcelain, and blood immediately started to flow.
Di Qianjue was startled, and subconsciously stepped forward, but suddenly stopped. His fists were clenched tightly under his sleeves, and his face was gloomy, "Take this person down."
"Yes, Miss Ling, please come with me." An Yi stepped forward.
Ling Xuewei said no more, because she knew in her heart that at this moment, no matter how much she said, it would be useless.
Seeing Ling Xuewei disappear, Di Qianjue's suppressed violence burst out!
"boom!"
There was a loud noise that could be heard almost by the entire Purple Palace.
All the people in the palace were trembling, lying on the ground, shivering.
"Ling Xuewei, you want to leave me and dream!"
In the messy hall, Emperor Qianjue's silver eyes were gloomy and extremely cold.
…
An Yi brought people back to Lingyun Pavilion and sealed the entire palace.
Looking at the woman by the window, he hesitated for a moment and then stepped forward, "Miss Ling, you shouldn't be so disobedient to the Holy Lord. It will not do you any good to anger the Holy Lord."
Ling Xuewei was silent, as if she didn't hear An Yi's words.
An Yi sighed, "Actually, you don't know that the Holy Lord really cares about you. The reason why he imprisoned you in the palace is not only for his selfishness, but also because the unique water of ice and fire in the Red Sandalwood Palace can bring you peace of mind."
Heal your wounds and help you regain your aura."
Ling Xuewei moved her fingers slightly.
"It's just that the Holy Lord is used to pretending and doesn't want to say anything, but I believe you should be able to feel it."
An Yi said cautiously.
"I have been with Shengjun since I was a child, and I have never seen him treat any woman like this. Do you know that the woman you provoked today is the eldest daughter of the Shen family, the first family in the imperial capital, with a rich background. The Shen family is in the court.
The power of the family is at its peak, and it is a century-old family with great strength. Even the Holy Lord must be courteous to it. But for you, the Holy Lord did not hesitate to slap the Shen family in the face."
"The Holy Lord treats you like this, but you turn a blind eye and don't take his kindness to heart at all. Miss Ling, in the past, everyone said that the Holy Lord has a Buddha's mouth and a devil's heart, and is cold and heartless. Now, I think you are truly heartless.
person."
An Yi left.
Ling Xuewei stood in front of the window and did not move for a long time.
Bai Ze appeared in a flash, looked at her back, and walked over.
Bai Ze took Ling Xuewei's hand and helped her treat the wound.
