Chapter 176: Hatred is born

"How about it, Xin'er, to marry or not to marry?" Mo Liuchi asked, his eyes calm and deep, and there seemed to be a hint of sigh in his tone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Hu Yan's warm heart covered her eyes full of emotion, lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, the letter in her hand was held tightly by her, but the tips of her fingers trembled slightly. He threatens her and coerces her with the people she holds most dear.

"Inkliuchi, you are despicable. She spoke softly. Her voice was soft, but the hatred in her tone was thick and clear in the silence of the room, and it was especially thick and clear in the dark night.

Moliuchi was shocked, and his eyes were dark, but they calmed down in an instant.

"Xin'er, I don't want to threaten you with this. Mo Liuchi said, full of pain but nowhere to release, he seemed to feel that something had changed between them from her words.

His voice was indifferent, and Hu Yan Nuan never looked up at him, and he couldn't see the distress and pain flashing in his eyes.

He knew that after all, it was he who persecuted her, it was he who wanted to possess her, and it was his love that was too selfish.

But he knew that she had him in her heart, otherwise he would not force her even if it hurt in his heart.

It's just that now, she has a hatred for him.

Suddenly, Hu Yan Nuan's heart moved, and with the cool voice of the ink flow pool, Hu Yan Nuan's heart stopped moving.

"Xin'er, if you tear one out, there will be a second one. ā€

Hu Yan looked up at him with a warm heart, determined, with disgust, "What does King Shu want?"

Mo Liuchi's heart ached sharply, and suddenly there was a smile on his lips, and he was very proud in Huyan's warm heart.

"Xin'er marries me, these letters will never appear in front of the world, if Xin'er does not marry, there is no need for this king to take good care of them, they will appear in front of the emperor that day, and this king does not dare to guarantee it. ā€

Hu Yan looked at Moliuchi with a warm heart, and his eyes were full of hatred, disgust, and deep disappointment.

"You have to think about it, this is related to the lives of the entire Huyan family. Moliuchi turned a blind eye to Hu Yan's warm gaze and continued to threaten. He leaned on the collapse in a leisurely manner, which made Hu Yan's warm heart look like he wanted to drive him out.

Hu Yan Nuan Xin stared at Mo Liuchi, silent, and Mo Liuchi's smiling eyes also looked at Hu Yan Nuan.

Hu Yan warmly felt that the ink flow pool at this time was evil.

"Why do you have to marry me?"

Mo Liuchi felt a deep pain in his heart, it turned out that she had never understood his intentions! Why did he marry her? If it weren't for those loves, why would he bother.

But she didn't understand these at all, or she didn't want to understand them at all. Even though she had him in her heart, she never thought of spending this life with him.

Moliuchi looked at Huyan warmly, and she was looking at him, waiting for his answer.

He laughed, a little wild, a little self-deprecating, but, quickly calmed down, and the smile on his lips was sarcastic, "Don't you really know Xin'er?"

Hu Yan was silent, did she know? Or did she know whether it was true or false?

The night was as cold as water, and the window that Huyan Nuan Xin had just opened was not closed tightly, and a cold wind blew in through the window, Huyan Nuan Xin shivered, and the candles in the house also shook.

Mo Liuchi got up, walked to the side of the bed and closed the window, and sat back down, his eyes lowered, just in time to see Hu Yan's warm hands clasped tightly, and his long nails left a deep mark on his hands.

Mo Liuchi frowned, reached out to separate her hand, but unexpectedly, she dodged, bumped into the corner of the table, moaned softly in pain, and when she withdrew her hand, she happened to hit the tea cup on the table, and the tea cup fell to the ground with a sound, which was exceptionally clear in the night.

Mo Liuchi grabbed Hu Yan's warm hand, looked at her red and swollen hand, and couldn't help but scold.

"How can you be so careless. ā€

Hu Yan withdrew his hand warmly, and his tone was indifferent and detached: "King Xie Shu cares." ā€

"You ......" Mo Liuchi was angry because of her attitude, but after all, she didn't say anything.

Hu Yan warmly rubbed her sore hand gently, and Mo Liuchi looked at her. No one spoke.

"Miss, are you alright? Qinglian's voice sounded outside the door, Hu Yan Nuan's movement of rubbing his hands stopped, and looked out of the door, in fact, he couldn't see the door from here at all, Huyan Nuan sighed and replied: "It's okay, you go and rest." ā€

Qinglian only felt that there was something wrong with Hu Yan's warm voice, so she asked again uneasily: "The slave just heard a voice, is Miss really okay?"

Hu Yan warmly glanced at the tea cup that had been knocked over on the ground, and said, "It's okay, I accidentally knocked out the cup just now, you can let people clean it up tomorrow, I'm going to sleep." ā€

Qinglian thought about it, replied "yes" and left.

Hu Yan warmly listened to the footsteps of Qinglian leaving, and looked at Moliuchi.

"King Shu, can you allow me to think about it?" asked for a while, with some tiredness in his tone.

Mo Liuchi couldn't bear it after all, and nodded: "Okay." Then, Mo Liuchi looked at Hu Yan deeply and warmed his heart, "Three days later, I asked my father to give me a marriage." ā€

Although he couldn't bear it, he couldn't wait, Zhuge Yu would arrive soon, and he couldn't make a mistake.

"Okay, I'll give you an answer in three days. Huyan nodded warmly.

Inkpool got up and left.

Huyan stood in front of the window with a warm heart, looking outside, and his heart couldn't hide his sadness.

"Brother, has my father ever lost a battle?" The next day, Hu Yannuan asked Hu Yanqing a question with a warm heart.

Hu Yanqing looked at Hu Yan's warm heart with a smile, and was very puzzled by her question, "How did Xin'er think of asking this." ā€

"It is said that my father is the god of war, an invincible general, I am just curious, whether my father has really not been defeated. Huyan smiled warmly. put on a look of innocent curiosity.

"No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible for him not to fail, don't you understand this truth?" Hu Yanqing said, with a teasing look in his eyes. Hu Yan looked at it warmly, and his heart sank slightly.

"There is no one in this world who is better than my father. Hu Yan looked at Hu Yanqing with suspicion, obviously unconvinced.

Hu Yanqing only smiled but didn't speak, and Hu Yanqing asked warmly: "Who did my father lose to?"

"Why are you so interested in this?" asked Hu Yanqing. I didn't think too much about anything else.

"It's just curious. I want to see who can win over my father, who is sacred. ā€

Hu Yanqing pursed his lips, but he answered Hu Yan's warm question: "It happened more than ten years ago, when you were still young, and I was not big, so I didn't know much about it." ā€

Hu Yanqing poured a cup of tea to himself, Hu Yan looked at it warmly, suppressed his emotions, and let out a slightly disappointed "oh".

"Okay, I still have something to do, you can play by yourself. After speaking, Hu Yanqing got up and left.

Hu Yan's warm heart pursed his lips, and he sneered at what Hu Yanqing said obviously.

Hu Yanqing was not annoyed, he had to leave without taking care of himself, Hu Yanqing looked at Hu Yanqing's back with a warm heart, his eyes were shallow.

Hu Yanqing is lying. (To be continued.) )