This bastard, since he doesn't like her and says so many misleading things, what does he want to do?

Zheng Quqi gritted his teeth in his heart, but a smile squeezed out of his face: "It's not interesting, I don't like you either."

She remembered that there should not be a popular way to say "I like you" in this era, men and women are happy with each other, and the expression has always been subtle and subtle, and even after living and getting along for a lifetime, it is not clear whether the other party loves themselves.

Yu Wensheng probed the embarrassed look on her face that seemed to be ashamed and angry, and suddenly felt interested in the word "like" in her heart.

He pondered for a moment, and said as if it were true: "If what you say likes is that I want you, then I should like you."

Zheng Quqi was a little distracted.

No, the like should be...... What should it look like?

Zheng Quqi did not have a fixed definition of "like" for a while, but at the very least, liking should first be heartwarming, peace of mind, appreciation and love.

How can anyone like such a general "I want you"? What's the difference between this and "I want this" or "I want that?..

Zheng Quqi said angrily: "I want you, it's not that I like it, it's just a kind of possessiveness."

Another unintelligible word, Yu Wensheng pondered for a moment, first weighed its ingredients, and then asked her what it meant: "What is possessiveness?"

"It's the things in your hands, you are only allowed to touch them, others will be unhappy even if you get closer, you are not allowed to escape from your hands for all the people and things you have owned, you have a strong sense of territory, and you have a monopoly on the people and things you like, which is called possessiveness."

Her words fully interpreted Yu Wensheng's true psychology, and he was stunned for a while, it turned out that there was really a word in this world that could encapsulate his thoughts so accurately......

Sensing the resistance in her words, he asked, "Do you think possessiveness is a bad thing?"

"It's not bad, but if you are too possessive, you will be extremely opposed, I have read a sentence, when possessiveness is rampant, if you are not restrained, if the other party complies, it will become worse, and if the other party resists, you will be forced to suppress it, so I think the best relationship is that if you are in love, you will be in love, and if you are in love, you will leave." Zheng Quqi expressed his meaning.

For example, if one of the two sides is too strong, it will put a lot of pressure on the other half.

Just like her, sometimes when she gets angry, she doesn't dare to quarrel with Yu Wensheng, let alone play a little like other little couples, then she can't even think about it.

If in a marital relationship, only one party can follow the other, one party coaxes the other party, and if it goes on for a long time, who is not tired.

So...... Let's hurry up and cut through the mess.

Zheng Quqi suddenly said solemnly: "The marriage between us is actually not counted at all, right?"

Yu Wensheng knew that she would mention this, so he was not surprised.

"Count."

Zheng Quqi heard Mo lowering his eyes and calmly said these two words, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart suddenly ignited.

"King Ye agreed? The marriage deed is down? Don't lie to me, I can accept your concealment, but if you lie to me and I find out, I don't know if I will forgive you."

Her words were like a shackle, firmly trapping the primordial ferocity in Yu Wensheng's body, so that he could not tell her even a simple lie.

Yu Wensheng's face was a little ugly, and he said, "King Ye will agree, if he doesn't agree...... Then another one will agree."

Zheng Quqi: "......" Is he painting a flatbread for her?

Otherwise, he really has the ability to change the dynasty of Ye Guo with one sentence?

Zheng Quqi didn't believe it at all, and took his words as a joke, and she argued: "I don't care if he will agree or not, but now I know that our marriage doesn't count......

"Uhh

With a cry of pain, Yu Wensheng stroked his arms and spasmed, his lips were pale, like ice and snow condensed on begonia flowers.

When Zheng Quqi heard it, he turned a corner in the middle of his words and said in a tight voice, "What's wrong with you? Is the wound painful?"

At this time, Yu Wensheng's face was extremely pale, and he smiled a little strangely: "You don't have to worry about me, maybe I won't be able to delay it for a few days, and then you will be free......

「…… No, I didn't mean to ignore you." Zheng Quqi's justification as soon as he rose withered suddenly.

Yu Wensheng turned a deaf ear to her sophistry, he was like a flower of evil about to corrupt, and his words were mean and sharp to hurt others and himself.

"I know, you dislike me, you hate me, now...... I'm dying, and you're still going to dissociate yourself from me, and you're hating me so far......

Zheng Quqi opened his mouth, listened to his counting, and when he finally stopped, he flickered and said, "No, I really don't, my words are, what I mean is our ......"

Cough...... He spoke too emotionally, causing the injury to worsen, and a mouthful of blood welled up from the corner of his mouth, which shocked Zheng Quqi and became dumb on the spot.

She forgot about what she was doing right now, leaving the relationship, and cutting through the mess with a quick knife, and soothed: "Okay, let's not talk about this for the time being, don't get excited, take care of your injuries."

She grabbed the wet veil that had wiped his face earlier, and put it to his lips to catch blood.

And he took the opportunity to grab her arm, and his eyes were bright: "Qu Qi, can you wait a little longer, I will definitely give it to you with my own hands."

Zheng Quqi's arm was numb: "...... Okay, you let go and don't touch your injured right hand."

She's not in a hurry, she's really not in a hurry.

Yu Wensheng's mental state at this time really made Zheng Quqi's scalp numb, and she always felt that if she didn't follow him, maybe something terrifying and irreparable would happen in the next second.

"If you don't believe me, I can write you a military order......

Zheng Quqi begged him: "Don't toss, your right hand is broken, what else to write......

Halfway through her words, she finally realized what she had said, her voice stopped abruptly, she pursed her lips, and looked at Yu Wensheng with some emptiness.

Sure enough, seeing his bleak face, he glanced at his right arm mockingly: "Yes, my right hand is broken, and I may not even be able to hold a sword in the future......

Zheng Quchi couldn't wait to go back to the previous second, and strangled himself to death for saying the wrong thing, and after she wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth for him, she comforted: "The right hand is not working, let's practice the left hand, don't give up on yourself, everything is always possible."

"Will you stay with me, then? Will you accompany me to practice the sword so that my left hand is the same as my right hand?" He looked at her wistfully, waiting for her answer.

Zheng Quqi saw that he still refused to lie down, so she had to stubbornly listen to her, she was a little worried that the wound on his body would open and bleed again, so she could only say, "...... Accompany, I'll accompany."