Angering him at this moment will only make things worse.

Lin Yaoyue felt ridiculous, and she kept reminding herself in her previous life. But she forgot that unlike the current her, the self in her previous life loved that Ping Nanhou. In her heart, it was the only husband who still respected her as a human after her death.

This cold emperor in front of him gave him when she was a thing. But he cherished the eight sedan chairs, married her into the door, and cherished it towards the twilight. Even to rebel against his king!

As soon as she thought of this, Lin Yaoyue felt that she was being choked by life, and the next moment, she tried her best to avoid Murong Jin's kiss.

The gesture of lips touching each other was out of love, but there was no love between her and him. There is only a sea of blood feud between her and him!

She tried desperately to escape, but he grabbed her by the waist and forced her to look at him.

"Hate me like that?"

The familiar magnetic voice was hoarse, burning and low.

Facing the evil handsome face that was close at hand, Lin Yaoyue lost her blood in an instant. She really wanted to escape from his side completely, but the weak body that belonged to the emperor in this life made her breathless under his palm.

"Heh, no matter how much you pretend to be someone else in your heart, if you are held firmly like this, you are just a puppet at the mercy of others. ”

The cold and seductive voice poured into his ears, the mocking whisper, and the unique ambergris fragrance on his body, which never dissipated as if he had been obsessed with it for thousands of years. At this moment, it is even more tightly locked on the tip of Lin Yaoyue's small and delicate nose.

"Well, why don't you indulge in it like this? Let me take you to see a completely different world?"

“——！”

The next moment, accompanied by Murong Jin's lazy and dangerous voice, the brocade clothes on his body were suddenly torn apart by him. Lin Yaoyue was speechless in an instant. Why did he hurt her, but why did he show an injured look, even crazier than her!

She remembered who the empress was in his mouth, so now it is the regent of Biguo who has seized the imperial power of Biguo, and then unified the seven kingdoms?!

With Lin Yaoyue's cognition, the temple was destroyed, and the hatred of the destruction of the country and the family suddenly hit her heart, she raised her forearm, but she was suddenly grasped by him. At this moment, his low-charm magnetic voice was in her ears,

"Do you think I'm going to let you fight a second time?!I was going to tease you just now, but I'm disgusted by you to this point, so how can I continue to endure it?" The lazy and cold voice seemed to be asking himself, but he already had the answer in his heart!

"No, don't, stop!"

Chased by the fierce heartbeat in his chest, he found that the voice was far weaker than he had imagined. But even if she called for help, who would come to the cage he had built for her to save her!

Now he no longer has to carry the empress's broken corpse, because of fate, she handed her into his hands again!

Hearing Murong Jin sneer from his throat, those dark blue phoenix eyes contained the contradiction that wanted to crush her bones and ashes, but there was no way to do it.

The next moment, his body completely overturned on her soft and delicate body, and the slender fingertips roamed over her waist and abdomen. With a sudden, a strong feeling rushed down Lin Yaoyue's back.

She was ashamed of why she was so sensitive to his touch!

But then Lin Yaoyue took the opportunity to pull off the silver hairpin on her head, and under the dim candlelight on the side, the sharp weapon that shone with cold swords cut through her delicate neck at this moment, leaving a red blood mark on it.

"Take me to my husband and children. At this moment, her pale inky eyes were full of determination.

"You remember it, but you don't want to put up with me for a moment, but I still remember the touch when you kissed me on the lips. But why are you always for another man, for other men!huh?!"

He slammed his grip on her slender hand, but in an instant the silver hairpin against her neck turned into ashes.

"You want the incense of Bi to be passed on, so I destroyed the other six countries for you. Including here, my former hometown of Qi. Now the whole world is the land of Biguo, but why are you still not satisfied?!

Dump this mess on me, and go on looking for the man you love!Even if it weren't for him, do you think I'd keep that man's life?!"

Looking at Murong Jin's crazy face, his handsome face was gradually dyed with scarlet gorgeousness at this moment. Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but be stunned, is he going to demonize?

But the next moment, Lin Yaoyue's brain was empty, and the initiative of her body was forcibly taken back by herself in her previous life.

She died the man she loved. She is not the Empress of Bi Country who lost him, but the Emperor of Qi who was destroyed by him, killed her husband, and imprisoned here. And she didn't know everything about him, and in her eyes he was a rebel who coveted her looks!

Her body trembled with rage, and she felt the blood in her body rush against her head.

What kind of man is this, killing other people's husbands and seizing other people's wives, and even speaking out in a grand manner.

"He was killed by Lone, but Lone did not touch your child. The seductive blue phoenix eyes narrowed, and in an instant, he grabbed her weakness. Whether intentionally or unintentionally.

The only person she cares about now, and the only one who belongs to her, is in his hands!

In an instant, Lin Yaoyue felt that her body had lost its strength, like a broken rag doll, and fell into his arms.

She closed her eyes, and the small ball of paper hidden in her palm was even tighter. And tears were uncontrollably falling from the corners of her eyes. The cold fingers gently wiped away every tear on her face.

Instantly, he landed a deep kiss on her forehead.

And at this moment, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army stood at the entrance of the dungeon, outside the tent, and the chief steward's father-in-law called inward softly, "Your Majesty-"

"Let him wait outside the temple. Then summon the Qin Tian Prison and the painter over. ”

Murong Jin's voice was almost like the gentle and delicate him just now, with a hint of majesty and contempt.

Watch his figure disappear outside the temple. Lin Yaoyue quietly opened the small paper ball that had been hidden in her palm, and now it was already soaked in her sweat.

I saw the snow-white paper, written in green ink. The familiar handwriting, as thin and vigorous as in the past, 'no regrets in this life, holding hands for a lifetime'

"Life, life?" Lin Yaoyue muttered incessantly, while the palace maid on the side raised her head suspiciously and stared at her.