Wedding night!I tore the clothes of the God of War

Chapter 730 Are You This King's Li'er, Or His Xiaoyao?
"That was not what I meant."

It wasn't a change of heart, nor was it that he wasn't good enough.

The point is, even if you know your identity, you don't have any memory of this identity.

Getting along with people with this identity, I still can't figure out what mentality to use.

"You hate me?" Feng Yexuan stood up suddenly.

Chu Qianli just wanted to escape!
But she knew that if she escaped, she would definitely anger him immediately.

Feng Yexuan was walking towards her.

Chu Qianli could only try to calm herself down.

Since she is his wife, she shouldn't be so afraid of him.

Even if she still can't remember the past, she is still willing to believe that she and him must have been very good before.

What Feng Jinrui said to her seemed to still be in her ears.

How many injuries and hardships has this man suffered for her?

She should be grateful!

Therefore, when Feng Yexuan walked up to her, stretched out his hand and pulled her over, and pressed her on the desk, although Chu Qianli was extremely nervous, she still didn't resist this time.

"What did they tell you? Make you so docile?" Feng Yexuan narrowed his eyes, staring at her still sallow face.

An ordinary face, not at all fair and delicate as a woman should be, but these eyes are indescribably alluring.

Sometimes he also hates himself, why, he is so addicted to this!
"If this king can be less bewitched by you, why is this king here!"

He snorted coldly, but this time he didn't do anything to her, he just gave her a hard look, then turned and left.

Hearing these words, Chu Qianli felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Although the words are slight, who knows the helplessness and pain in them?

"My lord," Chu Qianli stood up straight, looking at Feng Yexuan who had already walked to the door.

Feng Yexuan's tall body stiffened slightly.

Wait, wait, what is this dead woman going to say to her.

But he didn't expect that he could not wait for any warmth, but only waited for the invitation to be sent to him by her.

"My lord, no matter what, you'd better attend this banquet."

"I know that the current battle between you and King He is at an intense stage, and I also know that the emperor is not in good health."

She wasn't cursing the current emperor, after all, it was his father, his own.

However, as far as the matter is concerned, the emperor's health is not good, and the government will inevitably be turbulent.

"My lord, the one who wins the hearts of the people wins the world, and the confidence of the courtiers in you cannot be destroyed."

Feng Yexuan stared firmly into her eyes, with no expression on his uncertain face.

"Are you now, Li'er of this king, or Xiaoyao of Ye Qingying?"

His dead woman is back.

Calm and wise, but unfortunately, he couldn't see the slightest nostalgia for him in her eyes!
Chu Qianli tried her best to adjust her breathing, raised her head, and met his gaze: "My lord, do you want to hear the truth?"

Although Feng Yexuan still had no expression on his face, his big palm was squeezed tightly in an instant.

She, what do you want to say?
"What do you think?" The man's voice, with a slightly hoarse breath, hit people's hearts directly.

Chu Qianli knew that if he said a wrong sentence, maybe he would immediately fly into a rage.

But she didn't want to lie to him.

"I'm not Ye Qingying's Xiaoyao, but I'm not your prince's Li'er either."

She slowly calmed down under his complex and profound eyes that made it impossible to see his feelings at all.

The voice was neither soft nor heavy, but it was extremely steady: "I'm just me, my lord, I'm me, whether it's Chu Qianli or Xiaoyao, it's just me."

(End of this chapter)