Dongling Yuanyong couldn't help but tease Ximen Yourong with bad intentions.
Because until now, every time Ximen Yourong makes him so angry that he can only make her face change by teasing her. Otherwise, seeing her calm down without fear of death will make him even more angry!
But Ximen Yourong was not happy at all about his request. She was even extremely repelled, so much so that she tried her best to avoid his kiss and reminded her without thinking:
"Your Majesty, please don't forget that I am the daughter of Ximen Zhende, and it was my father who killed Queen Fuxuan!"
Ximen Yourong's reminder was so powerful that Dongling Yuanyong's good mood suddenly dropped to freezing point, and he got up angrily and stayed away from her.
Ximen Yourong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She also got out of bed and immediately knelt down in front of Dongling Yuanyong, silently waiting for him to surrender.
After staring at her lowered head for a while, Dongling Yuanyong slowly squatted in front of her and lifted her chin, looking at her face that had become indifferent again, he said coldly:
"Ximen Yourong, did you know that you almost ignited my desire to kill you?"
"I know!" Fortunately, he said "almost"!
"Where do you get the courage to challenge the bottom line of others?"
Kissing her, he really forgot who she was, he claimed her as a woman!
However, her mother, who had the audacity to blame him for his unjust death, later reminded him that he should not inject unnecessary emotions into his enemy's daughter, even if it was just trivial lust!
She succeeded, and he was indeed angry now, but he was more dissatisfied with himself than he was angry with her, because he was gradually attracted to her.
Ximen Yourong looked at him. From the cold look in his eyes, she could see how angry he was at this time, but she said more calmly:
"Your Majesty, you hate me just like this. If your Majesty really wants me, won't your Majesty be even more angry?"
Is the hatred he feels for Ximen a thing of the past? Although she considers herself innocent, with the surname Ximen imprinted in her blood, she will always be an uncomfortable existence in his eyes!
Once again, Dongling Yuanyong had almost nothing to say. Ximen Yourong was right. If he forgot her origin and took her body, he would definitely be even more angry afterwards, right?
However, leaving himself aside, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Ximen Yourong and asked coldly:
"Ximen Yourong, you refuse my closeness at all costs, are you thinking of me, or... are you thinking of yourself?"
"For Your Majesty, and for myself!"
"So, you disdain the favor of others?"
"It's not that I disdain it, it's that I don't dare to ask for it."
"Don't you dare?" Dongling Yuanyong sneered and didn't believe her!
Ximen Yourong hesitated for a moment, then she finally said truthfully:
"Your Majesty, if I can, I hope that I will never be the person you have to hate and guard against. I would rather... I don't have to be this queen!"
If it had been the time when he first came into contact with Dongling Yuanyong, Ximen Yourong would never have said what he was thinking in front of him so straightforwardly.
She didn't know why she was less defensive about him now. Was it because he didn't have the aura of killing her in his eyes?
However, her frankness made Dongling Yuanyong feel uncomfortable in every possible way. He could feel that what she was expressing was her true feelings!
When she said she didn't want to be someone he hated and guarded against, he was inexplicably pleased with it, but when she said she didn't want to be his queen, it made him angry!
As for why he was angry, he didn't know. He only knew that she made him angry everywhere.
All kinds of unclear emotions made Dongling Yuanyong wave his hands and stand up and said coldly:
"It seems that you still don't understand what the mother of a country is. Then kneel down and reflect carefully. When you have figured it out...!"
As soon as he finished saying the difficult words, Dongling Yuanyong went to bed and lay down with Ximen Yourong on his back and ignored her.
Ximen Yourong looked at the open window and saw heavy snow falling outside.
It's too bad, this is the weather she fears the most. It would be great if "Xue'er" is by her side, then she won't be so afraid of the cold.
Alas, if she had to kneel like this all night, she would probably feel uncomfortable for several days. If she had known better, she would have picked nice words to coax that uncertain man!
After kneeling in silence for two hours, Ximen Yourong was already shivering. Especially the open window was facing her and the cold wind was blowing from time to time, which made her even more uncomfortable.
It was a miracle that she could persist until now without fainting. However, she finally let out a soft "hmm" in discomfort and lay down on her stomach with both hands on the ground.
Dongling Yuanyong, who was in bed, had not fallen asleep at all. From the moment she began to tremble and breathe slightly, he was waiting for her to beg for mercy.
But who knew that she kept silent, and now he could clearly hear her pain even if he didn't concentrate.
Finally, Dongling Yuanyong, whose patience was broken, stood up angrily, stretched out his long hand, and in an instant, he took Ximen Yourong, who had no time to react, onto the bed, covered him with a quilt, and hugged him in his arms.
Then, he touched her hand again, and the dead ice on her hand made him curse:
"Do you want to die in front of me and make me miserable?"
Although he was fierce, Ximen Yourong, who suddenly felt warm, no longer bothered to please him. She clung to his arms without any pretense and absorbed his warmth.
I don't know if it was because of her initiative that Dongling Yuanyong suddenly lost a lot of anger. With a little undue distress, he secretly moved his luck into the palm of her hand...!
Gradually, Ximen Yourong finally stopped shaking, and her frown relaxed.
Dongling Yuanyong felt that she was much better, so he let go of her hand and looked at her slightly closed eyes and said:
"It's obviously freezing to death, why don't you ask me for help?"
Ximen Yourong sighed softly before looking up at him and said:
"Didn't His Majesty say that I should reflect on myself?" He was so angry, how could she dare to offend him again?
"So? Have you reflected on the answer?"
"have!"
Even if you don't have it, you have to be talented, otherwise she will definitely die next time.
"What's the answer?" He couldn't help but brush away the hair scattered around her face.
"If my answer is not what Your Majesty wants to hear, will Your Majesty throw me out of bed?"
So warm, she didn’t want to make him angry again and lose the warmth she felt now!
"Ha...!" Dongling Yuanyong said with a funny smile: "Tell me about it!" I hope he can hold back and not throw her out of bed.
Ximen Yourong blinked slightly. Although he seemed to be quite talkative now, she still didn't dare to say anything out loud.
"Tell me your answer!" someone urged impatiently!
"Then your Majesty, can you stop embarrassing me tonight?" She had to ask for a "peace charm" first.
"Don't push yourself too far."
Dongling Yuanyong said something harsh, but he hugged her tighter.
It was as if his hug was telling her that she would not be thrown out of bed, so she smiled slightly and said:
"From now on, I will never say anything that Your Majesty doesn't like to hear. I will also choose the nice words to coax you and support you."
"Is this the answer you came up with?"
"Um."
"This answer... I am not satisfied with this answer!"
Dongling Yuanyong frowned, he was really dissatisfied! What does it mean to "select nice words to coax him and provide for him"? Isn't this just to deal with him?
Hearing his dissatisfaction, Ximen Yourong was really afraid that he would push her away. She quickly grabbed his clothes and leaned against him and prayed:
"Then please be magnanimous, Your Majesty, let me go tonight and punish me tomorrow?"
Dongling Yuanyong was speechless because of her "request". He had no intention of embarrassing her anymore.
But he didn't know how the relationship between them became so wrong. From the beginning, he disdained her, but now he is always influenced by her. The result is definitely beyond his expectation.
He couldn't figure out what was going on, so he could only put it aside and think about it. He squeezed one of her hands to give her a source of heat, and then whispered:
"Go to sleep!"
Ximen Yourong, who was hiding in his arms, smiled softly. She closed her eyes with peace of mind and responded:
"Your Majesty's heart is warm!"
His heart was warm, which was probably why she felt at ease at the moment.
Dongling Yuanyong remained silent. After a while, his voice came from above her head:
"What about you, your body is so cold, but your heart is also cold?"
"I have no idea!"
She opened her eyes again and happened to see a scar on his chest. She had seen the scars on his body before, but she didn't feel much about it.
Looking at it now, her heart felt faintly uncomfortable, so she couldn't help but raise her hand to touch his scar and asked:
"The injuries on your body were very painful, right?"
She remembered that he had many scars on his body, some of which might have killed him.
Those scars must represent the difficult years he had, and I don’t know how he survived?
Dongling Yuanyong was shaken by her caring questions and her touch.
He looked down at her: "Are you feeling sorry for me?"
"I don't know." She raised her moist eyes and looked at him.
Dongling Yuanyong looked into her eyes, he touched her somewhat cold face, and when his fingers raised her chin, his lips had already lightly touched hers...!
This time, Ximen Yourong did not dodge or refuse... She closed her eyes and let him intrude...!
After a long time, Dongling Yuanyong left her lips, and then looked at her again...and kept looking at her.
She slowly opened her eyes, and he stroked the corners of her eyes and asked in a low voice:
"Why don't you want to be a widower's queen?"
He was now more sure that he really cared about what she said about "not being this queen".
Moving her bright red lips, Ximen Yourong replied:
"Because the union with His Majesty is just a result of "last resort" for both you and me."
Dongling paused for a moment, then he let go of her body and lay flat on her back. Her "last resort" made him feel hateful and ridiculous:
"That's right! If the oath of Dongling's ancestors hadn't fallen on you, I wouldn't even know who you are."
Sensing his unhappiness, Ximen Yourong sighed softly:
"So, your Majesty, could you please not make things too difficult for me, a person trapped by fate? I always annoy Your Majesty. I feel that for the sake of Your Majesty's mood, and also for my own life, the best way is for Your Majesty to stay away from me.
Far away. If you don’t see me as much, or as little as possible, your Majesty will definitely be much more at ease.”
Ximen Yourong found it very difficult to get along with him. She thought about it and found that the way to avoid more conflicts was for him to let her fend for herself in her cold moon palace. They would not see each other and there would be no trouble.