Lei Meng knew very well in his heart that as long as she relied on Jiang Zhen'er in her hands, she would not disobey.

Even if it was unwilling, what did it matter, he waited too long to get a woman.

He didn't have much patience anymore.

So, he decided, get her person first, and then get her heart.

He definitely has this self-confidence, as long as he treats her well, loves her, and spoils her, one day, she will change her mind and use her infatuation on him.

When he arrived at An Ruo'er's residence, he heard that Yi Lun had just come to make trouble, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his chin.

The maids suffered a loss tonight, and the usual limelight in the palace was not conducive to the princess, so they added fuel and vinegar, and after telling all the things that happened vividly, they thought that Prince Raymond liked An Ruoer so much that he would immediately go into her room to comfort her, and then they would have a good show to watch, and he would definitely go to the princess to settle accounts.

Unexpectedly, after Raymond touched his chin and listened, he changed his mind again, and he still had a smile on his face.

"I won't bother Miss An for now, you have to serve her well."

With that, he turned and walked away again.

The maids looked at each other even more, unable to guess what their prince was thinking.

Although An Ruo'er was in the room, she didn't know anything about the outside world.

Not because she was asleep, but because her thoughts had drifted away again.

The image that had flashed in her mind when Eren threw water at her reappeared, this time no longer in a flash. It's like going through it all over again.

The icy river instantly submerged her body, and she was thrown directly into the river.

She struggled after the roof, but her hands and feet were not able to exert any strength, and the huge pressure of the water slapped on her body, which almost knocked her unconscious.

But she didn't struggle for long, and a solid arm grabbed her out of the water and carried her all the way to the surface.

She opened her watery eyes, and what was close to her was the familiar black leather mask. And the only eyes under the mask that allowed her to see the real thing.

"Don't leave ......"

She choked on the water and coughed a few times. He cried out weakly, but there was no business in his eyes.

He didn't open his mouth, but forced a kiss on her lips.

An Ruo'er immediately struggled in disgust, but she couldn't push away no matter how hard she tried.

The situation of that night in Su Yuan suddenly appeared in my mind.

In Heron Lake. She was also forcibly indecent.

She struggled harder. He held her firmly. A pair of arms seemed to be beaten by steel, and even as if they were about to crush her bones.

No matter how domineering and strong he is.

An Ruoer gritted her teeth. His closed lips refused to be pried open.

The lips of the two men had already worn out the smell of blood, and the snort of the two people was permeated.

In the end, he gave up.

At this time, she was no longer the businessless appearance she had just now, her eyes were wide open, and she glared at him angrily.

They were still soaked in the river, his lips gone, but his iron arms still held her.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and tore him like crazy, her nails digging into his body, as if she wanted to dig into his flesh.

Her eyes were blood-red, like the sunset in the afterglow.

No matter how painful she was, he didn't feel the pain.

However, her state was not right.

"Ruo'er, Ruo'er, stop fighting......"

He called out to her, but he couldn't stop it.

"Listen to me, stop fighting, your hands will hurt."

He wasn't worried about himself, he was worried about her.

For such concern, An Ruoer seemed to be inaudible.

Or they heard it, but they were not moved.

She was now bare-handed, and if she had a knife or a gun in her hand, she would not hesitate to plunge him in the chest or shoot him in the temple.

Yes!

She wants to kill!

The killing intent that hadn't appeared for a long time was now full of squeezing on her chest, as if it was about to be squeezed.

Her nose smelled of death and blood.

His eyes were still red.

Can't kill, can't kill - then why should only the people she cares about be killed one by one, killed!

Deceived her, burdened her, harmed her-

She will pay back tenfold, a hundredfold.

Mo Li only saw her for the first time, her face was full of dust, and her dejected appearance made him anxious, and he wanted to use some extraordinary means to make her sober.

It was just in time for the river to wash away the dust from her.

Now he couldn't help but worry if the means he used were too radical and made her mind chaotic again.

An Ruoer kept beating him, crying bitterly, and the whole person was completely hysterical.

When she finally ran out of strength, he dared to carry her back to shore.

"Ruo'er, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here."

Although she no longer beat him now, she still covered her eyes and cried bitterly.

He could only hold her tightly, whispering in her ear over and over again, and reaching out again to habitually pat her on the back.

In the midst of her crying, there seemed to be a broken syllable, and he lowered his head and listened carefully a few times before he was somewhat sure.

That's a 'brother' word.

She was an only child and had no brother.

Among the only close relatives who can be counted, Joya is her cousin.

Who is this 'brother' calling?

Unable to figure it out, he asked her directly, "Ruo'er, who are you shouting?" ”

She didn't answer him, and the sobbing broke the same syllable.

He continued to pat her and didn't stop thinking about it, and finally, after ruling it out, he thought of a possibility.

"Are you calling—Feng Xinglei?"

An Ruo'er's wet body suddenly twitched, as if she had been whipped hard.

She no longer growled at the syllable, but continued to cry in a hoarse voice.

Mo Li has completely understood.

Unexpectedly, the reason why she was so grief-stricken would be because of this, rather than being tormented by this devil-like war zone.

After understanding, he didn't know whether he should be a little relieved or more worried.

Feng Xinglei is really so important in Ruo'er's heart.

I just don't know if Ruo'er will shed a tear for him if he dies one day.

Thinking of this question, he couldn't help grinning, and had a strange and inexplicable expression, like a smile, but it was clearly so reluctant.

An Ruoer kept crying for a long time, and finally the crying gradually stopped.

Mo Li looked down at her, she actually cried until she fell asleep.

It's okay, at least temporarily, to free her from her grief.

Otherwise, if he continued to cry like this, he would force her to sleep.

He squinted and looked around, closed his eyes as well, and took a nap with her.

They were sitting under a huge camphor tree, and occasionally a leaf or two would drift down with the occasional breeze.

I don't know if it's just the weather that is lukewarm or hot.

He fell asleep very quickly.

Time slipped away, and all the distractions outside were cut off.

When An Ruo'er slowly opened her eyes, her gaze was fixed on the face above her face. (To be continued.) )