Jun Mohan suddenly felt that he had said something wrong and quickly explained: "Weier, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."
At this moment, the night was thick and deep, and the cold wind blew through her hair, causing ripples in his heart.
It was obvious that she was the only one in his heart, but why did he blurt out these words?
She could always anger him easily.
At this time, she was seen staring at Jun Mohan.
Her eyes were like a clear spring, and a sharp flash of light flashed through her eyes. For an instant, he felt a chill on his back.
Is she angry?
Are you so angry?
Even if she looks at him quietly, he will feel scared. It's just a woman. Why should he be afraid of her? But without this woman, he is nothing.
Mu Lingwei said nothing, trying to convince herself to reconcile with him, but she still resented them for spreading rumors about her so badly and then exploited them.
She thought, if she also made a web for him, would he be angry? Would an apology make him relieved?
Finally, she walked forward without saying a word.
Jun Mohan didn't realize what she meant for a moment, so he whispered again: "Weier."
She didn't seem to hear her, her face was dull and she was full of arrogance, as if she was telling everyone that she was not a casual person. She had lived for thirty-one years and had a blank relationship. This was the first time she liked someone and decided to be with him.
At the same time, he has been taking advantage of it.
In an instant, he suddenly stepped forward and pinched her wrist, forcing her to stop, as if he must let her speak clearly.
But what did she say? There was nothing to say.
She frowned slightly, broke away from his hand, and said calmly: "I accept your apology, accept your use, and accept being your pawn."
She pointed to her heart, and her words were sonorous and emotionless, "Because you used me and spread rumors about me, from now on, you disappear from me."
He stared into her eyes, which were full of perfunctory and indifference towards him.
It turned out that she had already made this decision at the banquet. After that, her expression didn't look strange at all, and she kept acting with him.
Jun Mohan's spring-filled eyes also became cold, and the coldness in them became even worse. For the first time, he felt that someone would escape his control. She was too keen, and no one but her could make him panic.
The next moment, Mu Lingwei held an extremely sharp scalpel in her hand as if by magic. In an instant, the red rope in her hand was cut off and fell to the ground.
He was panic-stricken and couldn't say anything. She didn't even give him an explanation and broke the cord of their marriage.
No matter what the truth was, he didn't want to explain it at this time.
She raised her lips slightly, put away her scalpel nonchalantly, and said, "Go back, it's too late, this is the palace, let's continue acting."
The next moment, she was suddenly pulled by him and pushed into his arms.
His hands hugged her tightly, and they stood in the corridor, like a couple talking to each other in the middle of the night. In fact, her face was as cold as ice, and so was he.
After a while, Mu Lingwei said: "Have you hugged me enough? I'm going to go back to sleep." Her hands hung stiffly. Sufficient sleep could give her a clear mind.
Just for this trivial matter, she cut it off so easily...
He tried, but she was not as easy to coax as before, and her heart was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
At this time, Jun Mohan was so angry that her heart ached, but she pulled away quickly. She was a cold-blooded and ruthless woman.
Anger flashed in his eyes, completely ignoring her resistance, he pinched her face, kissed her lips domineeringly, biting her lower lip almost punitively, slowly teasing and sucking, tossing and turning in an attempt to arouse her
of lust.
The more he kissed her, the tighter his throat became, wanting to go further.
Her clear eyes flickered, without lust or panic...
At the same moment, she restrained her sharpness, he relaxed his guard, and his heart suddenly felt soft. She still cared about him...
Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Mu Lingwei seized the opportunity, used silence to stop and turned from defense to attack, and kicked the man's weak point hard with her kneecap.
Jun Mohan was stunned for a moment, his face turned livid, the fire in his chest was extinguished instantly, and his whole head was confused.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Lingwei kicked him in the leg, gave him a cold look, turned around and ran away. She didn't feel relieved until she ran back to the wing, quickly bolted the door and checked the window.
At this time, she came back to her senses and realized that something seemed different in the bedroom. The bed curtains had also been changed to bright red, and even the lighting items were red, with red candles and flames jumping like cheerful elves.
Someone has decorated this place like a new house.
She crossed the screen and walked to the bed. The big word "Happy" on the red quilt was very eye-catching, and the surroundings were full of joy. There were also white sheets, like the rules that a newlywed couple should have.
There was a hint of sarcasm on her lips, as a woman's first night depended on this sheet to prove it.
Could this be the purpose of the Empress Dowager keeping them in the palace?
At this time, the Queen Mother's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "My wife, are you hungry? The Ai family has asked someone to cook noodles for you. Eat something before going to bed." The two quarreled again, this time it was so loud that
It's quite serious.
Mu Lingwei glanced at the door. The old lady was playing the emotional card again.
A granddaughter-in-law’s scream is so sweet.
In an instant, she extinguished the candles in the room. She took off her shoes and got into bed without taking off her clothes. The room was pitch dark, but the bed was very bright because she held a luminous pearl in her hand, which was crystal clear.
Dazzling.
She suddenly missed her lovely old man. No matter what day came, he would always care about her and love her based on her interests.
On the other hand, both Jun Mohan and his grandson are very shrewd and capable.
Promising a million-dollar betrothal gift during the day was also her method.
But if you think about it carefully, Jun Mohan and the Empress Dowager are blood relatives. If she doesn't help him, who will she help?
If it were her old man, he would also choose to help her.
This is human nature.
The more Mu Lingwei thought about it, the more she felt heartbroken. She couldn't have true feelings with people in the palace.
But why did her heart hurt so much? It was like a cut with a knife, and the pain made her burst into tears.
"Mu Lingwei, it is safer to continue to maintain your mutually beneficial relationship." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and forced a smile.
That night, she never slept well because her brain was always on alert. She held the luminous pearl and dagger in her hands, curled up, and armed herself into a state of alert.
In the dream, her master gently called her name, and she looked up and saw the face of her lovely old man.
With surprise on her face, she stepped forward and hugged him: "Master, I miss you so much. Why did you come to see me?"
"Ling Yatou, when you grow up, you act like a spoiled child with your master. Why are you crying again?"
Mu Lingwei wiped the tears from her face naturally, and suddenly thought that this might be her dream, because she clearly remembered that she was in the ancient palace.