Analine, please forgive me for everything I have done, tonight, even if you will hate me for the rest of your life, I will carry my mistakes to the end.

Asyu's eyes became fierce:

"Analine, are you afraid of me?"

Anarine's nervous expression, no, Asyu doesn't love her, he doesn't love himself at all, he just uses himself as a tool to vent his desires, no, she doesn't want this, she doesn't want such warmth.

"Your Majesty, Analine is a little unwell, she may ...... today"

But before she could finish speaking, Asyu had already come to her.

Analine's eyes darkened, and when she looked up, she saw Asyu's angry eyes:

"Sister, you must not know, as long as my sister lies, she will obediently bow her head and dare not look into my eyes."

Anarine looked at Asyu, his eyes were anxious with his own eyes.

"What, doesn't my sister like my brother's gentleness that night?"

Asyu mentioned that night, and in Analine's mind, she remembered that Asyu was intimate with herself, that he had affectionate words with her that night, and that she remembered his tenderness and sweetness that night, maybe she just imagined herself as Sunaina.

"No...... Not ......"

Analine hurriedly retreated, but Asyu grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.

Analine was a delicate woman, and Asyu's force was a little fierce, and that pull hit Analine's head to her chest.

Rough movements, angry tone, to yourself is the way it has never been.

Analine looked at Asyu, he was so angry today, was it because Suna was really going to leave and didn't want to stay, so he was angry and vented this anger on himself?

Anarine thought that Asyu's kiss had already come down, but instead of kissing her lips, it was kissing her neck.

Without the slightest warmth, he bit down on Analine's neck.

The feeling of pain came.

Analyn was taken aback, pushed Asyu away hard, and looked at Asyu with horror in her eyes:

"No, don't, Your Majesty, please, Analine is not feeling well today, please don't do that to me."

Asyu looked at her angrily and roared:

"I'm Your Majesty, you can't say no to me!"

One sentence drowned out all of Analine's thoughts, and her mind was blank, leaving only Asyu's sentence:

"I'm Your Majesty, you can't say no to me."

He pressed her down, tearing her clothes relentlessly.

She listened to the sound of her clothes tearing as if she heard a broken heart.

Her feelings for him, he is ruthlessly trampling on at this moment.

He didn't love her, but he was just venting the anger in his heart.

He doesn't love her, he doesn't want her body, that's all.

He doesn't love her, even if she is with him for decades, she can't match the prosperity of the country after all.

She doesn't hate him, she doesn't blame him, she just blames herself for paying her sincerity wrongly, and she only blames herself for loving him too deeply, going deep into her bone marrow, and unable to extricate herself.

There was pain in her body, it was the result of Asyu's ruthless and rough treatment of her, she didn't feel the happiness and beauty she had felt that night, what she felt was only a ruthless destruction of her, only a remnant of the warmth remained.

Anarin felt Asyu's breath, Asyu's face in front of her slowly became blurred, she wanted to catch it, but she couldn't catch it, she wanted to see it, but it was getting farther and farther away.

It's like a dead leaf falling in the wind, losing its direction and soul at the same time