Luo Ziyi almost felt that this was an illusion of his own, and if he was as cold-blooded as he was, how could he have a gentle side.

She stopped struggling, simply closed her eyes, and kissed him quietly, the male breath lingering in her nose, and the smell made her calm heart beat a little faster inexplicably. Originally, Han Zeyu, who just wanted to taste it, was reluctant to let go of her after feeling her quietness, he opened her teeth, wrapped her tongue, and kissed gently, her taste made him obsessed, and made him want to get more from her!

He let go of her wrists, his big palm roamed over her body, and slowly leaned into her clothes, but suddenly, his figure was stunned, and he felt that the strength in his body was being drained a little bit, and the soft feeling of powerlessness gradually spread to his limbs.

She sat on top of him, her cold and beautiful face showed a sly smile, and she looked at him who was weak under her arrogantly: "I didn't expect the cartilage fragrance given by Nanjin to be quite easy to use, how about it, how about the taste of not being able to exert strength?" "I want to be forced by him to take the cartilage incense and make her a soft-footed shrimp for a month, and it is her life responsibility to take revenge, so when Nan Jin detoxified Lang Lang just now, she asked Nan Jin for this medicine.

Because, she expected that Han Zeyu would come to Yunxi Pavilion, so she smeared the cartilage incense on her lips!

"That's how you want to kill this king?" He was not angry because he was drugged by her, but asked in a calm voice, and his dark eyes were not shocked.

Luo Ziyi snorted coldly and took out the dagger from under the pillow, this was the one she gave to her when she entered the palace, and she swore at that time that one day she would use this dagger to kill him personally!

"What I hate the most is being used, but you always treat me as a pawn, no matter whether you kill Cang Ninghao or not, I want you to die!" With a roar, she pulled out her dagger and aimed it at his heart with a cold, sharp blade, as long as he stabbed down, he would definitely die, and she could completely get rid of his control and live her own life.

Seeing the fierce killing intent in her eyes, Han Zeyu grimaced his handsome face, and stared at her tightly: "Since you want it, then my life will be given to you!" "He was not afraid of death at all, and he had not feared anything since the moment he was thrown into the barracks by the emperor at the age of three.

"Kill me, and it's over!" He whispered, a sexy and hoarse voice wrapped around Luo Ziyi's ears, like a magic sound, bewitching her mind! He raised his hands and wrapped her soft hand around her dagger, his thin lips opened lightly, and he said in a slow voice: "As long as you stab it, you can get the freedom you want!" ”

His palms, full of thick calluses, wrapped around the back of her tender hand, were a little prickly, Luo Ziyi's hand suddenly trembled slightly, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually dissipated in such an instant, replaced by a trace of indelible hesitation.

She suddenly thought of the last time she had the opportunity to kill him, but she didn't do it, but this time, will she be as ruthless as last time? Luo Ziyi was messy, she didn't even blink her brows when she killed people before, but when she faced this man, she hesitated twice.

"What, are you reluctant to kill me?" Seeing her hesitation, Han Zeyu let out a cold voice, the corners of his lips as thin as flower petals were lightly raised, revealing a faint smile full of evil and provocation, and with a sudden force on his hand, he snorted, and the dagger plunged into his flesh!

The dazzling blood suddenly overflowed from the wound and flowed on the sheets, turning into a bewitching and strange blood flower!

Luo Ziyi suddenly came back to her senses, she broke away from his hand, pulled out the dagger, panicked and staggered out of bed, her cold eyes looked straight at his injury, and shouted: "You can't go crazy!" ”

No, not only was he crazy, but she herself was also crazy, and the moment she saw him plunge the dagger into his chest, her breath was stagnant! He must have done this on purpose, he just expected that she wouldn't dare to do it, so he forced her in this way!

"Yes, I'm crazy, from the first time I saw you, I was crazy, and at that time I swore that I would make you my woman in this life!" Saying these words softly in a deep voice, Han Zeyu covered the wound, got up in pain, moved to the side of the bed with difficulty, stretched out his long arms, and pulled Luo Ziyi, who was stunned there, into his arms.

His hand was gently wrapped around her waist, his chin was gently pressed against her forehead, and he laughed and said: "I know that you married into the palace to kill me, but I would rather give up this life and leave you by my side, Ziyi, I love you, even if you want my life now, I have no regrets!" ”

I love you......

These three words, like a heavy soldering iron, burned on Luo Ziyi's heart, making her heart that was already unable to calm begin to tremble violently, she jumped away from his arms and looked at him coldly: "Love me? You use me over and over again, this is what is called love? If so, then I can't afford your love like this! ”

When she was shot dead by Qin Lang, she swore that she would never be emotional again, but why did she feel angry every time she was used by the man in front of her, that kind of anger was almost beyond her control. And now when she heard him say those three words, she was a little messy and a little overwhelmed, afraid that she would accidentally fall into the trap of his love!

I didn't expect her reaction to be so big, Han Zeyu's heart sank, he got down from the edge of the bed, walked slowly to her side with difficulty, raised his lips, and said softly: "I was wrong before, I promise you, nothing like that will happen in the future, no matter what you do, I will be honest with you!" ”

"How can you guarantee that you think I'm stupid enough to believe your one-sided words?" Luo Ziyi said coldly and sarcastically, even her favorite Qin Lang can betray her, who else in this world can make her trust, let alone this ambitious man who is full of ambition!

Han Zeyu smiled coldly, ignoring her struggles, grabbed her right hand and put it on his still bleeding chest: "If you don't believe it, then take out my heart and take a look?" ”

His blood flowed on her white jade hand, the hot liquid, as if burning her skin, she instinctively withdrew her hand, pursed her lips, and no longer said a word, but stared at him with a cold gaze.

But at this moment, there were footsteps outside the house, and after a while, Qing Mo's slightly worried voice sounded: "Princess, the slave heard some noises, are you okay?" ”

At this time, Luo Ziyi was still holding the dagger dripping with blood in his hand, and Han Zeyu had such a big blood hole on his chest, this situation, if the people in the palace saw it, they would definitely treat Luo Ziyi for the crime of assassinating the prince, and the first god Ling Xi was still in the house, and when the time came, I was afraid that Han Zeyu would not blame her, and the people of the entire imperial capital would not let her go, the murderer of the God of War.

In fact, she is not afraid of these things, but she is not an impulsive person, and she will not be disproportionate.