He stripped off all her clothes with his own hands, as well as his own. Then he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and pressed her up.

She remained motionless the whole time, quiet and silent, like a puppet.

Huang Fuchen looked at the woman lying under him, without the barrier of clothes, this was the first time she had met him frankly.

She's skinny again, thinner than ever.

A small face was literally the size of his palm right now. His chin was pointed and thin, his lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were hollow, looking at him fixedly, as if he was looking through him into some void, lifeless.

It was as if it would turn into a wisp of air and disappear in front of him at any moment.

Huangfu Chen was suddenly upset, but more panicked. He hugged her tighter, skin to skin, hating to embed her in his body. It seems that only in this way can he feel that she in his arms is real, and only in this way can she belong to him.

Obviously she was in front of his eyes, just under him, his hot desire was between her legs, as long as he sank, she was his, a woman who belonged to him completely.

But he felt that there was an insurmountable gap between him and her, so far away.

Looking at the woman's indifferent expression, Huang Fuchen only felt like thousands of hands were tearing at his heart at the same time, making him feel painful.

He found. He really couldn't force her in this situation, that wasn't what he wanted. He wanted more than just her body, not just a debt to her. What he wants is for her to be as complete as before, a woman who belongs to him both physically and mentally!

Why, though, everything changed without him knowing anything.

She began to avoid him, never saw him again, and even refused her father's offer of marriage. Didn't you say that you would marry him as soon as you returned to Jian'an? Didn't you say that you should stay by his side and never leave him? Who can tell him why all this is?

He leaned down weakly on top of her, buried his face in her neck socket, and roared in a painful and suppressed voice: "Yue'er, why? Why is this so done to me? Why has everything changed? ”

The man's hot tears burned the skin on her shoulders, and Shangguan Jiyue's heart hurt fiercely, as if her heart was held by a pair of invisible big hands, making her uncomfortable and almost her breathing stagnant.

But even so, her indifferent expression did not change at all, she reached out and pushed him away from her without mercy, sat up indifferently, and began to put clothes on herself. The voice was extremely cold: "His Royal Highness King Chen, if you don't want it, General Ben will go back." From now on, I owe you nothing more. ”

Hearing this, the man's eyes were scarlet, he raised his head suddenly, stretched out his long arms, and pressed her under him fiercely, lowered his head to seal her lips, and his tongue pried open her teeth, driving straight in, entangled with her crazily, and never stopped.

Shangguan Jiyue didn't move, letting the man do whatever he wanted on her, but unprecedented sorrow and desperate sorrow rose in her heart.

This is the man she wants to spend her life with! She had loved him to the core, and even if he was so rude to her as he was now, her heart throbbed deeply at his touch.

But God would have played such a big joke on her. He is actually the son of Princess Pingluo, and his body has the blood of the Nanchi royal family, and between her and the Nanchi royal family is a blood feud of more than 500 heroic souls! How could she love him again, how could she marry him again? Every time he saw him, he would think of that bloody night.

If she marries him, what face will she have in her lifetime to worship their dead spirits?

Even if she is lonely in this life, she cannot marry a man who has the blood of his enemies in his body.

But even so, she still loves him and can't help it.

Every time she saw his injured and depressed eyes, her heart was obviously painful to death, but she had to be indifferent to him and pretend not to care. He didn't know that every time she passed by him, her tears would be surging.

Shangguan Jiyue thought that if he could make him feel better if he got her body, then she would give it to him. Anyway, apart from him, she won't fall in love with another man in this life.

At this time, the man on her body licked, kissed and even bit every inch of her body over and over again, tirelessly, as if he wanted to deeply imprint her with traces that belonged to him.

Shangguan Jiyue could feel his extreme forbearance, she slowly closed her eyes, and her heart turned to ashes. Just when she thought that moment was finally coming, he suddenly let go of her.

She opened her eyes and looked at him.

His eyes were dark red, but his face was extremely sad.

In the end, he stopped at the most critical moment, and fell weakly on top of her, roaring and whimpering like a trapped beast.

"Yue'er, I can't do it...... How can you be so cruel to me......"

Shangguan Jiyue's whole heart ached like a knife, and she slowly turned sideways and didn't look at him, nor did she speak, and her tears kept flowing, and she kept flowing......

This night, Huang Fuchen hugged her tightly from behind and encircled her in his arms. His legs were entangled in hers, and he hated to embed him in his body, into his own flesh and bones. In this way, she could not leave him again.

The two of them were naked and hugged each other like conjoined babies all night, but nothing happened.

The night outside the window is as cold as water, and there are no stars and moons.

The whole night was dark, just like Shangguan Jiyue's heart at this time. Her whole body had long been plunged into darkness, and she could not see a trace of light.

When the day was about to dawn, Shangguan Jiyue slowly pushed Huang Fuchen away. She sat up slowly, her face away from him with a blank face, put on her clothes one by one, got out of bed, and walked towards the door.

Looking at the woman's slender back, Huangfu Chen lifted the quilt, rushed over a few steps naked, and hugged her tightly: "Yue'er, please don't go...... Don't leave me ......"

Listening to the man's tone of painful pleading, the woman's body stiffened, tears welled up, and her heart felt as if it had been crushed by a heavy crush.

Once upon a time, that arrogant and arrogant iron-clad man, now regardless of his identity, lowered his posture so much, put down his dignity and begged her to stay.

If he's not...... How could she ever be willing to leave? Even now, her whole heart is still on his!

But in the end, she broke the stiff and pale fingers that were clasped around her waist one by one, opened the door without looking back, and walked out of King Chen's mansion.

Huang Fuchen watched the woman's resolute back disappear into the night, and didn't even look back at him, only feeling like a knife cutting his heart.

In the end, she left him. All the mountain alliances and sea oaths are still in her ears, and her flower-like smile seems to be still in front of her.

Who swore an oath: "Huangfu Chen, if my revenge is avenged, I will still survive the world." I will be good with you to repair the piano and make a comparison of wings and branches. Be good with you, never die. ”

Who made a promise on the Sansheng Bridge: "Fate is destined for three lives, love for three lives, life after life, and follow you." ”

Who is the eyebrows flying: "Huangfu Chen, if you return to Jian'an again, if you dare not marry, this general will demolish your Chenwang Mansion......"

“……”

Yue'er, all the things of the past are still in front of you, how can you bear to treat me like this? What is all this for?

The man's dark eyes were unconsciously covered with a layer of dark water, deep and desperate. The handsome face was like the ice in an extremely cold place, and the whole heart was silent into an indifferent wasteland, and not a single grass was grown.

Frozen in place for a long time, Huang Fuchen clutched his chest and walked towards the bookcase step by step.

The heroic and upright figure in the past is slightly rickety at the moment, and his steps are also staggering. Finally walked to the table, and wanted to pick up the pen, only to feel a breath of blood in his chest surge, the rice paper on the case was already scarlet, and the person slowly fell down......

General's Palace.

Shangguan Jiyue walked step by step in the night, her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and her steps were like a thousand gold. Tears had long blurred her eyes.

The despair in the man's eyes, how could she empathize? So did she. But she couldn't turn back, and she couldn't turn back.

Stepping on the stone steps in front of the door, suddenly, she vomited a mouthful of blood, and slowly fell down holding on to the door frame, losing consciousness......