What?!

Our bridal night?

My mind was confused for a moment. I recalled that Miaoyan was lying on the bed and was sleeping so painfully and uneasy, and kept calling me, and immediately I understood everything.

He, from Miaoyan's mouth, he heard about Pei Yuanxiu and I on the wedding night?!

At this moment, I felt the blood in my body cold. I looked up at his completely red eyes and wanted to explain something, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I found that I could not speak at all, only a dry hissing sound in my throat, which made the atmosphere at this moment tense and weird.

Pei Yuanhao slowly bent down until he looked straight into my eyes. A smile suddenly appeared on his face, which was originally covered in haze.

His teeth were white. When he smiled like this, his smile had no gentleness at all. Instead, it was like a beast cracking his mouth before preying on it and showing his sharp fangs. I had no doubt that his rage would tear me to pieces the next moment.

I fell to the ground all of a sudden.

I never expected that I was coming to see Miaoyan, thinking that he was angry and wanted to comfort me by the memorials of the ministers, but the anger finally burned on me.

He said slowly: "Fireworks, river lanterns... and a room of red silk. Did he tie you up with those red silks and tie you up for so many years?"

I supported my hands behind me, moved back little by little, and pressed my palms on the messy memorials. But at this moment, no one had the heart to care about the memorials that recorded national affairs. Pei Yuanhao seemed to be lured back to that night, although he knew nothing at all and did not see it.

He suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed my ankle that was constantly moving back: "Where has he touched you? Here?!"

My slender ankles suddenly fell into his palm, and he was no longer able to control his strength at this moment. When he squeezed it hard, I almost screamed in pain.

"ah……"

However, this painful cry did not arouse his sympathy at all, and it did not even make him awake. Instead, it made his breathing heavier and hotter. When the hand pulled hard, I suddenly lost my balance and fell down on my back.

My head hit the ground hard, and I felt my eyes turn dark. When I finally saw it, he was already covering me. At this moment, he was more like a leopard waiting for me, staring at me tightly. All his sharp teeth would pierce my body at the next moment.

But he didn't.

He raised his hand and slowly put it on my neck. I thought he was going to pinch my neck, but his strength was strangely gentle. However, he was touched inch by inch by thin calluses of his palms and fingertips, and I had goose bumps on my body, as if I had been crawled by a snake.

He stroked my neck: "Has he touched me here?"

“…”

My fingertips slowly moved up and hooked my chin.

"Where is this place? Has he touched it too?"

The palm of my palm held my cheek, and his thumb gently rubbed my lips: "What about here?"

...

His voice was as gentle as the movements on his hands, especially when he rubbed my lips, his fingertips were as light as a gentle kiss from his lover, but I knew that his tenderness was depressing. Perhaps after this gentle mask was broken, there would be a huge rage.

The gentler he is, the more I tremble.

He smiled at me again: "You are very scared now, aren't you?"

“…”

"But you really shouldn't be afraid."

“…”

"If you dare to escape from the palace and marry him, you should be able to imagine that one day!"

When he said the last few words, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and I suddenly felt a trembling all over my body. I didn't even have time to think about it, and I wanted to run out. But in this movement, my ankle, which was almost as painful as he was pinching, was a piercing pain. He grabbed my neck with his big hand, and his other hand reached over to grab my collar and pulled it hard.

With a tear, my clothes were torn apart.

"ah--!"

I never thought that he would really attack me, even in such a terrible situation! And when he kept me, he clearly said-

At this moment, there was no room for him to reproach him for going back on his word. The man in front of him looked like a beast that had lost his mind, his eyes were bloodshot and red. I felt like I was really captured by a beast, and I refused to submit. I reached out and beat him desperately, pushing him back to his chest that was constantly pressing down.

He reached out and grabbed my wrist and pressed it hard on both sides of his body. When I couldn't move and I was powerless to resist, he bent down and suddenly grabbed my lips.

"Woo!"

A stinging pain came from the tip of the tongue.

It was blood, and the blood gushed out, and a smell of rust spread out from my mouth, which made me tremble all over, but he didn't care at all, and kissed my face and neck desperately.

As my clothes were broken, I struggled, large areas of skin were exposed, exposed to the cold air, and my back, which was close to the ground, was even so cold that I felt sore. The memorials that had been crushed all over the floor were under me and him. Those rigorous words and respectful words were like countless pairs of eyes watching this scene coldly.

While he was rampant, he even pressed me fiercely and asked, "Is this what he treats you, right?"

His questioning echoed in the empty bedroom, and a sound of it almost forced me into a desperate situation.

His questioning did not get my answer, but he seemed to not need my answer at all, but became even more crazy. His breathing and my moans were completely confused. I didn't even know whether the smell of blood on my tongue was mine or his. I just looked at his red eyes, as if he had no need to think or worry anymore. He pressed me deeper and looked into his messy clothes.

"Don't..." I didn't even have a chance to call for help, and tears slid down my face like broken beads.

This low cry ignited his even more anger. The expression on his face became a little ferocious, as if a ball of fire was burning in his heart, turning all his internal sanity into ashes, losing all his reason, leaving only anger. He imprisoned my body, pulled my belt hard, and said sternly: "No? When he touched you, did you 'don't' either!"

My body suddenly stiffened.

Suddenly, all the struggle and the softness of begging for mercy were gone at this moment.

What else can you say?

What else can you say!

I have been traversing in the hands of several men for half of my life, and I said "No", but who has ever heard of it?

Who really let go of my rejection?

It seemed that I felt my whole body collapse and there was no power to resist. Pei Yuanhao finally slowed down and seemed to have regained a little rationality. He slowly raised his head and looked at me crying. Suddenly, the expression on his face began to hurt.

The hand that left a lot of marks on my skin slowly retreated and reached to my cheek.

I thought he was going to touch my face, but the hand just reached into the corner of my eyes, lit a little tears that gushed out of me, and finally put them into my mouth.

Tears are of course bitter.

The bitter taste immediately stained his entire body's breath.

There was even blood on the corner of his lips. When he looked at me like this, it seemed to hurt so much. I didn't want to see him. I raised my hand to cover my face, which was already wet with tears, and cried in a low voice.

He gasped, and after a while, he picked me up with one hand. The clothes behind him were completely scattered, and the white skin on his back was spotted. I don’t know if it was his fingerprint or the shame that the imperial pen cinnabar gave me this moment.

His voice also became a little uneasy: "Qingying, Qingying, don't cry... What do you want? I give you whatever you want... I don't want you to cry, I, I just can't lose you..."

As soon as he said that, I cried even harder.

He wrapped his waist around my waist and refused to let go. He kept kissing on my shoulders. He felt me ​​trembling constantly. He thought I was just cold, so he took off his dragon robe with his backhand and wrapped it around me. But he did not let me go, but hugged me tighter, even pulled my hand down and kissed my cheeks full of tears.

He was probably still suppressing his impulse, his breath was hot, and he held my hand without stopping, as if he wanted to crush me and rub it into his bones and blood.

But, he did not go any further.

However, his vague voice kept murmuring in my ears: "Liangying...you are mine."

“…”

"I won't force you, but you have to know that you have to remember that you belong to me!"

If it were normal, even just now, I would refute this sentence, but at this moment, I was almost crying and couldn't speak. What he left behind was a wound on my body, but also a wound on my heart.

It seemed that in an instant, all the nightmares sealed in this imperial city woke up.

Although my crying was not a response, it seemed to please him at this moment. He sighed softly, hugged me in his arms more gently, and kissed me gently with his hot lips, from his forehead to his cheeks, and then his trembling lips.

So gentle and unreal.

I closed my eyes.

When he spoke, he felt a little bit of pain: "Why don't you understand? I am rich all over the world. How many women have tried their best to squeeze into my dragon bed? Why do you have to run away? Not only do you escape, but you want to marry someone else, but you also want others to touch you? Do you know that every time I think of you being he is, I want to kill people, and even more so I want to kill you!"

“…”

"But I still endure it. Why don't you understand, I--"

His voice suddenly became hoarse: "I just want you to come back, I want you to come back..."

I still can't speak.

A violent person will never know how painful it is. Perhaps for him, even for the harem, for too many women in the world, it is the kindness of God to be favored by God, but for me, that is not kindness. At this moment, what I fell into one body was just the humiliation he gave.

"Light," he hugged me hard, forcing me to open my eyes, and met his dark eyes, the stubbornness there remained unchanged.
Chapter completed!