"The two of them are really affectionate and touching." A cold male voice came.

Seeing that the Holy King had already arrived first, he sat on a tall horse and threw the long whip in his hand towards Su Yuexian and them mercilessly.

The whip was covered with tiny barbs, and it would have been painful to lick it.

Su Yuexian's soaked clothes were frosty and stiff. This slowed her movements down considerably. She didn't have time to block it with her body, and the whip had already wrapped around Li Qingxian's waist.

The Holy King threw him to the ground without mercy and pulled his whip away.

A dense stabbing pain came from his waist, which made Li Qingxian unable to help but sweat coldly. The blood was brought out by the barbs, like red cherry blossoms splashing on the snow.

"You dare to touch him! I'll kill you......" Su Yuexian's blurted out words like a quenched knife inserted into the heart of the Holy King.

With a grim smile on his face, he dropped his whip again and tied Li Qingxian's neck, "What? Does the immortal still want to use the beast divine power of the Immortal Mountain to manipulate the horses? Your Highness advises you to save your efforts, otherwise you will ......"

Seeing countless tiny beads of blood oozing from Li Qingxian's white neck, Su Yuexian's heart tightened, and she shouted at the Holy King, "What do you want!" ”

The Holy King threw a bottle to the ground and sneered, "Drink it, obediently follow me back to the palace." His Royal Highness was happy, and he spared Li Qingxian a little. Give him a way out. ”

"No, don't believe this man's nonsense. Le'er, don't drink ......" Li Qingxian's voice was hoarse, but he was tied with silk threads, and the more he struggled, the tighter he strangled, and the sharp silk threads cut his flesh and skin out of the bloody marks.

Su Yuexian looked at Li Qingxian like this, and the corners of her eyes suddenly moistened.

"You don't have to struggle anymore! Little string, no matter what, I must save you now. ”

Su Yuexian walked over to the Holy King and bent down to pick up the bottle on the snow.

"What kind of poison is this time?"

The Saint King hooked his lips and said, "Immortal Immortal knows if you taste it?" ”

"Don't ......" Li Qingxian raised his head vigorously, and the green tendons on his snow-white neck were distinct. Every time the whip in the Holy King's hand was tightened for half a minute, he felt that it was more difficult for him to breathe.

Su Yuexian couldn't see Li Qingxian suffering, so she didn't hesitate to drink the bottle of Chinese medicine. After drinking, she felt that her muscles and veins were sore, and she covered her heart and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The Saint King's eyebrows frowned imperceptibly with a hint of pity, but his tone was still stiff, "This medicine can temporarily seal your internal strength. You're now a wreck! Come here and return to the palace with His Royal Highness. ”

Su Yuexian wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and roared, "I've finished taking the medicine, and you still don't let go of him!" ”

The Saint King snorted coldly and withdrew the whip wrapped around Li Qingxian's neck. Li Qingxian's valve poured in a large amount of cold air again, causing his lungs to contract violently and swell with pain, and he curled up and choked.

Su Yuexian was just about to run towards him, but he was picked up by the Saint King who flew up/dismounted and brought back to the horse.

The Holy King wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and held her tightly to his chest. He lowered his head and said in Su Yuexian's ear: "Remember, from now on, if you are more obedient, he will be able to suffer less." ”

"Why are you so mean!"

"Immortals, on despicability. You are more than me. The Saint King laughed instead of being angry, he suddenly stretched out his tongue and licked Su Yuexian's cold ears, and said, "But it doesn't matter, even if you scold me, I love to hear it." ”

"Let her go...... I swear you're going to die a miserable death! Li Qingxian's face was pale, and the blood on his body had just spilled onto the snow and stuck to his clothes on the entire frozen soil.

It took a lot of effort for the guards of the Martial Kingdom to pull him up from the ground and separate.

The Holy King's eyes fell on the gorgeous dress on Li Qingxian's body, and he said coldly: "Strip all the clothes off his body!" Then throw it into a cage and parade through the streets. ”

"Nope! On such a cold day, he would have frozen to death like this! Su Yuexian struggled on horseback, but was circled even harder by the Saint King behind her.

"It's not impossible to ask His Highness to leave him a piece of clothing...... It depends on what the fairy does? The Holy King teased.

Su Yuexian said in humiliation: "You...... What do you want me to do? ”

"Please me on horseback." The Holy King grabbed Su Yuexian's waist with both hands, picked her up, turned around and sat on the horse's back facing him.

The Holy King ripped off the skirt around her waist, and with the other hand he held her chin and forced her to look at him.

Su Yuexian's eyes were red, and her clear eyes were already full of tears. She looked at the Holy King, and tears fell on the back of the Holy King's hand.

The Holy King's heart twitched and ached inexplicably, he frowned and let go of her, and scolded angrily: "Such a aggrieved appearance is annoying to look at! ”

The Holy King reached out to hold the back of Su Yuexian's head, forcefully pressed her face into his arms, and said coldly: "If you don't want to freeze to death, just hug me tight!" ”

Su Yuexian didn't move.

The Saint King turned his mouth again: "I don't want Li Qingxian to freeze to death, you can hold my waist now!" ”

Su Yuexian glanced at Li Qingxian, who was dragged into the cage by the guards with his clothes closed, and in order not to let him suffer again, she slowly stretched out her hand and wrapped her arms around the Holy King.

She became obedient because of others, which caused a nameless anger to ignite in the Holy King's heart.

He untied the thick wool on his body, covered Su Yuexian's head angrily, and wrapped her tightly. Only then did he tighten the reins, turn the horse's head, and embark on the road back to the palace.

Li Qingxian leaned against a row of wooden fences, his body covered with snow, and he quickly fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

When the Holy King's men and horses passed through Hwaseong, they did not release any news to the city that he had captured the Demon Maiden of the Burning City.

At this time, the city of Wuguo Huacheng was still shrouded in a heavy sadness. The people of Wuguo were ordered by the empress to wear linen and filial piety in March, and the expressions on their faces were gloomy, and the originally prosperous market became extremely depressed.

What is even more strange is that when they see the Holy King, they no longer bow down. One by one, they turned and fled as if they were avoiding the plague, and when they turned back, they stared at the silver hair of the Holy King flying in the wind, and their eyes were full of strange fear.

The Holy King gathered the cloak on Su Yuexian's head, ignoring these and rode towards the palace gate.

This night, the heavy snow in Wuguo finally stopped. But instead of getting better, the climate became colder.

The palace ladies kept going in and out of the Holy King's dormitory, delivering silver charcoal to the upper floor. Several charcoal stoves in the main hall were burned brightly, and the holy king ordered someone to add some agarwood sawdust into it, and the whole hall became warm as spring, and there was a faint woody aroma wafting in the air......

Su Yuexian, who was forcibly served by the palace maid after bathing and changing clothes, sat on the edge of the bed wrapped in a brocade quilt, and she looked at the Holy King in front of her, her eyes were full of hatred.

The Holy King, on the other hand, ignored her grievances and slowly peeled the mandarins. Stack the plump flesh one by one on a plate.

After peeling the eighth, he took out a clean silk handkerchief and wiped his fingers.

"These mandarins are all newly paid tribute from the Western Regions, and they are as sweet as honey." The Holy King picked up the peeled mandarin orange and walked over to Su Yuexian and sat down.

Su Yuexian glanced at it and sneered disdainfully: "You didn't catch me just to invite me to eat fruit, right?" ”

"Xianxian, forgot so quickly? At that time, His Highness had a cold, but you fed me fruit all night. ”

"......" Of course, Su Yuexian remembered that it was because after turning on the dating mode, she wanted to quickly accumulate her favorability points and collect love. On that day, the Holy King was indeed forced to eat a lot of the fruit he had fed.

"At that time, His Highness couldn't eat it and swallowed it, it must have been ridiculous, right?"

"Later...... Later, wasn't it a blessing in disguise to help you successfully induce vomiting and detoxify? Su Yuexian said.

The Holy King remembered that day when the palace maid Shuanghua failed to poison and stabbed him, it was Su Yuexian who rushed over to block him. Her sentence "Don't hurt him" seemed to be engraved on his heart and lingered.

The Holy King picked up a mandarin orange and handed it to Su Yuexian's mouth, "Why did you say that you went to such lengths to lurk around His Highness?" If you came here as Yun Qiguo's detailed work, but you didn't find out the information of the Martial Kingdom at all......"

"What does Yun Qiguo have to do with me? Do you think my temper is suitable for a delicate work? ”

"Oh? Then you came here for those Immortal Mountain slaves imprisoned in the dungeon of the Martial Kingdom in the first place? The Holy King remembered what the guards had told him, and they said that she had left that day with the body of the leader of the Mt. Twilight. He couldn't help but squint his eyes, and there was a sour tone in his tone: "Your heart...... How many people are there? ”

Su Yuexian glanced at him, puffed up her chest and said, "Old lady, I have the world in my heart!" ”

"In that case...... the Holy King approached her with deep eyes, his voice as cold as the thick snow outside the window, "why don't you have me alone in your heart?" ”