"Yun'er, I was wrong!" He didn't dare to call himself this king anymore, looked at her humbly, and looked at her with the most pious gaze, "Will you forgive me?" Just forgive me this time...... Just one ......"

She was indifferent, "It's not the first time you've said that. Last time, you made me believe you, you asked me to forgive the doubts in your heart, and you said that it was the circumstances that forced you to do this. That's what you said. ”

A deep pain welled up in his eyes, "This king...... I don't know what's wrong, I really wanted you just now, I felt that if I couldn't get you, I would rather die, I was really blinded by lust......" I was used to the noble title of this king, and I couldn't change it for a while.

"I begged you." She smiled sarcastically, with a hint of sadness in her smile, "But you have made me hate you without regard to my wishes." ”

"I was really wrong!" He slapped himself again in pain, and the slap was loud, "You have always been unpretentious to this king, I am really afraid that I will not get your heart for the rest of my life, I am afraid that you will be snatched away, I just want to keep you by my side, I just ...... If I had known that you were moved, I wouldn't have ...... at all."

"It's all gone." She shook her head, a tone of nonchalance.

He was happy in his heart, "Yun'er, are you willing to give this king a chance......

Her gaze turned cold, "Since I was born, I have never asked for help. I hate this word. I said, I'm going to kill you. ”

"I'm sorry......" He didn't intend to resist, the tears at the bottom of his eyes made his vision more and more blurred, and endless apologies surged in his heart, "If killing this king can vent the hatred in your heart, then, do it." "He hates himself to death now. If he can endure it any longer, if he can wait a little longer, Yun'er's heart has already begun to melt, and sooner or later he will accept her, why can't he just bear it!

It's that she's so beautiful that he can't bear it.

The dark and deep eyes closed, and a tear of remorse slipped down.

Since he was sensible, he has never cried in his childhood memories. Because he knows that as a man, in the palace, crying is a sign of cowardice, and he Jun Youqi has no tears.

Now a tear is not cowardice, but hatred of oneself, hatred to the depths, regret and pain.

That's the sincerest form of remorse.

Even if you kill yourself, you regret that you shouldn't have hurt Yun'er.

Death at her hands may be a kind of happiness.

Looking at the crystal clear tears that slipped down, Feng Jingyun's heart was shocked for a moment. How could she not understand that a person like King Qi had no tears, but he cried.

The terrifying murderous intent gradually receded from her clear eyes, and she smiled, "I won't kill you." I want you to live rather than die! ”

"As long as I can get your forgiveness, you are willing to do whatever you want this king to do......"

"If you don't hate, how can you forgive." Her face was indifferent, "Anyone who dares to hurt me, I will make him suffer tenfold, hundredfold punishment." For a person, death is not the greatest punishment, life is better than death, it is. ”

"Okay." A poignant smile rose on the corner of his lips, "As long as Yun'er gives it, this king will accept it." ”

"Don't talk like you're letting me. If you have the power, you can kill me. Her gaze was cold and merciless, "You must know that I can make you willing to die, and it is also a kind of ability." ”

He pursed his lips and said nothing, in fact, the pain in his chest was so great that he couldn't speak. With the severity of his injuries now, if it weren't for the mercy of her men, he would be dead now.