Chapter Ninety-Eight
Her mind was seen through, and Liu Yanran could only look at each other angrily, unable to speak.
Yue Qingyuan sneered proudly a few times, her face became more terrifying, and she pinched her chin and warned seriously: "I don't care what kind of relationship you have with the Sixth Prince in the past, three days later, the Sixth Prince will marry Ao Xue as a concubine, I don't allow you to destroy Ao Xue's lifelong happiness, otherwise I will make your life worse than death, do you hear?" ”
"Phew!" Liu Yanran deliberately provoked him and spat in the face.
Yue Qingyuan's face turned blue with anger, like a cow ghost and snake god, and his face was extremely hideous and terrifying, grinning with his teeth: "It seems that you are deliberately provoking me, aren't you?" ”
"So what? There's a kind of you beating me to death. Liu Yanran was iron-hearted and let go.
"I won't be so unscrupulous, there are countless ways to punish women, more effective than torture with fists, like this---" He restrained her wrists with one hand and ripped off her clothes with the other, revealing her snow-white body.
"Stop, let go of me--- "Oh my God! What does this beast want to do in the wagon?
"This is a busy street, you can shout for help, there are thousands of chivalrous people who help you to rescue you, you might as well try." He was sure she wouldn't dare.
"You obscene and shameless beast--- Liu Yanran really didn't dare, even if she was born in the Liu family and grew up in the Liu family, she would not be indifferent to being watched by everyone and embarrassed.
"How......?" The more Qingyuan mocked her in every way, the more she dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, the more happy he was, and the more he wanted to torture her.
To give her more humiliation, he spoke: "Sit yourself on my lap and face me, the last time I did last night." ”
"You ---" Liu Yanran's face was red, blue, and white.
"Don't? Maybe you prefer to do it in plain sight, and I can fulfill you. He threatened to pull back the curtains on the window.
"Don't beg ------" Liu Yanran hated her cowardice and incompetence, so she could only succumb to the threat of this beast and let him take what he wanted.
"Then obediently." Yue Qingyuan was overjoyed to order.
No matter how much Liu Yanran hates, resents, or is unwilling, she can only succumb helplessly, and make shameful actions that make her embarrassed and embarrassed.
When Yue Qingyuan supported her waist hard---
"Ang --- Zi Ang---" she repeatedly called helplessly and helplessly.
"Shut up!" He listened to the boiling blood and treated her more fiercely.
"Ah---h
Yue Qingyuan had mixed feelings in his heart.
What he really wants is not that, the real hope in his heart is ---
---
On the day when the sixth prince married Yue Aoxue, the sky was blue and sunny, the pomp was huge, and the style was extraordinary.
It rained heavily at night, as if he was pitying the state of mind of the willow duck meat at the moment.
"Ang --- Zi Ang ---" Liu Yanran lost her soul and hid in the hidden bushes in the garden for a whole night of rain and tears.
and Ziang frolicked together from childhood to adulthood. It only adds to the heartbreak and pain of her at the moment.
From tonight onwards, Ziang belonged to another woman entirely. It doesn't belong to her anymore.
God knows how much she envies Aoxue. How much I hope to exchange with Aoxue, and fly with Ziang Biyi.
"What are you doing here, you idiot?" Yue Qingyuan scattered her flying hair, soaking wet, looking for her in embarrassment.
"Ziang--- you're here---" Liu Yanran staggered into his arms, satisfied and unconscious with tears in her eyes.
"Yanran ---" Yue Qingyuan was shocked by her frightening body temperature, hugged the beautiful woman who was in a coma with a high fever and rushed into the house in a hurry, shouting: "Come on, find a doctor, hurry!" ”
After a commotion, Liu Yanran's condition also stabilized, but Yue Qingyuan was still not at ease, and insisted on taking care of the unconscious beauty in person.
Staring at Liu Yanran, who had a high fever and a pale face, Yue Qingyuan had indescribable distress and self-blame.
He should have said goodbye to the Sixth Princes and returned home, he should have known that Yanran would not be able to withstand the blow of the Sixth Prince's wedding, and he would definitely do something stupid. He shouldn't have let her stay alone in the empty boudoir, he should have come back to accompany her earlier, guarding her, he ---
"--- Ang --- Zi Ang--- don't --- don't leave me--- don't ---" Liu Yanran shed sad tears, kept dreaming, and expressed the helplessness and grief in her heart.
Yue Qingyuan saw it, and her heart was heartbroken when she heard it, she held her white and helpless little hand tightly, and whispered hoarsely: "Don't cry--- Yanran, don't cry anymore, forget the sixth prince who has no chance!" In the future, I will love you well, love you, let's start again, okay? Yanran, look at me, give me a chance, I love you--- I have been deeply infatuated with you since I first met you. Yanran ---"
It wasn't until the beautiful woman fell into a coma with a high fever that he realized his true heart.
He loves Yanran, but he understands that Yanran doesn't love him, so he tortures her in every way because of love and hatred, abuses her, refuses to look at him, and complains that she refuses to love him.
Now, he's got it all.
He always thought that the protective love and pity for Qiaorong since he was a child was the mood of love, until he saw Yanran's smile that made his heart tremble, he knew that his feelings for Qiaorong were just brother and sister love, not the love of men and women.
True love should be more thrilling. It's more confusing, more crazy and jealous, just like he does to Yanran.
What he really wants is Yan Ran's ice and jade heart, and then Yan Ran's soft and delicate body.
Now that the sixth prince has married Ao Xue, he and Yanran should have the opportunity to start over. When Yanran wakes up, he will tell her all his heart and convince her to start over with him.
He became full of anticipation and hope, hoping that the beautiful woman would wake up soon.
He couldn't help but kiss her lips lightly, the more he kissed, the more he felt love, and the more he kissed, the more he was excited.
"Yanran, my Yanran. You know I'm so obsessed with you---"
Yue Qingyuan thought that Liu Yanran would accept his proposal with joy, but he didn't expect that after he expressed his heart with enthusiasm and love, in exchange for Liu Yanran's disdainful and cold words: "Do it again?" Will you love me more than Ziang? Liu Yanran said coldly.
"Yes, trust me, Yanran." Yue Qingyuan held her hand hopefully.
Liu Yanran shook off his hand without appreciation, and sneered coldly: "You don't put gold on your face, what do you think you are, and you dare to compare with Ziang?" You don't even have the qualifications to wash Ziang's feet, and you still want to replace Ziang? It's just beyond my strength, I tell you, I only love Ziang alone in my life, you don't even dream of replacing Ziang! ”
What a disgusting man, after insulting her three times and twice, he hypocritically showed love to her, when she was a three-year-old child, would she be this kind of unruly?
"I'm sincere, Yanran ---" Why don't you believe him?
"I'm also sincere, and I really disdain you!" She categorically broke off his delusions.
"In your heart, am I really so bad, so unbearable?" Could it be that there are only six princes in the whole world?
"Yes."
"You won't even think about it?" Why won't you give him a chance?
"There's nothing to think about, I'm very satisfied with my current life, you can rest assured that I have always kept my promises, and in front of people, I will give you enough scenery as a husband." Liu Yanran clearly drew a clear line with him between the river and the Han.
"Very well, then I have my own way." Yue Qingyuan pounced on her.
Liu Yanran impartially splashed the decoction on his hand with his fierce face that bullied her, and raised the corners of her lips hatefully.
"You damned woman---" He could no longer care that she was still sick, snatched the medicine bowl from her hand, violently lifted the quilt and pressed it against her, and tore her clothes with all his might.
"Stop, beast, get out of the way---" Liu Yanran resisted desperately, grabbing, kicking, and biting him.
Yue Qingyuan was not affected at all, but the more she attacked him, the more rude he became: "Why should I let go?" You brought this on yourself, and you can't blame me! ”
Since he can't get her heart, he will torture her, humiliate her, and make her miserable!
"Humph! Let's show your true colors. Indecent. Shameless, vile, filthy, contemptible, filthy, filthy, this is the true face of your inhuman beast! ”
Liu Yanran is deliberately mad at him, it is best to provoke him to lose control for a while and slash her to death, so that she can be freed from his clutches, and he will also be imprisoned for killing his wife, the best of both worlds is very cost-effective.
It's a pity that Yue Qingyuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, let alone a brainless reckless man. Seeing through her tricks at a glance, he sneered gloomily: "You want to provoke me so that I can kill you with one palm?" You're underestimating me too much. I won't do that kind of thing that hurts others and doesn't benefit myself. Besides, it's too cheap for you to do this, and I'm the best at torturing a haughty woman like you, like this---"
"No--- stop--- "How long will this damn beast humiliate her before she is willing?"
Although she felt ashamed of herself, she was really unwilling to be so stubborn under the threat of this beast every time.
So she mustered up the courage to open her tearful eyes full of hatred, anger, indifference, and contempt, and stare at him in silent protest.
How do you know that the more exciting it is, the clearer it is---
"Stare at me, hate me, and blame me, it's up to you, anyway, you don't want to run away from me in this life and this life." Even if he can't get her heart, he will never let go of her!
"You beast--- I curse you to death--- Liu Yanran never knew that she could hate someone so unreservedly, so unforgettable.
"It's okay to scold you, but even if I die, I won't let you go!"
Seeing that she was crushed by his words and fell into the abyss of despair, he couldn't help but mix joy and grief and indignation, and laughed helplessly in the sky.
Pain it! Despair! These are all self-inflicted--- why do you refuse to give him your heart?