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Before Feng Shuying could react, the tip of Jing Moye's nose lightly touched hers.

For a moment, the two of them breathed each other.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to push him and looked at him with wide eyes.

He looked directly at her and said, "What if I take it seriously?"

Feng Shuying's head buzzed when she heard this. There was no shyness or joy in her heart, only fear.

She knew that his words were a disguised confession, but she really wanted to live longer, and she didn't want to be liked by him, the villain at all.

During the time they spent together, she got to know him somewhat:

If she rejected him directly, with his temperament, he would most likely kill her directly.

And if she didn't refuse, he could probably take off her clothes directly in the carriage...

Meeting this kind of person will test your IQ and emotional intelligence.

The tragedy of his life stemmed from the late emperor's affection for Concubine Xu, and he would not let this happen to him.

Feng Shuying forced out a smile and said, "I still don't dare."

She said this implicitly, but her meaning was very clear. She didn't like him and didn't want to have children with him.

After Jing Moye stepped out of the carriage, Feng Shuying put her hand on her chest and exhaled a long breath.

He never thought that one day he would fall in love with a woman, and that woman didn't like him yet.

"I respect the prince very much in my heart, and I would never dare to feel any blasphemy against him."

Because if he stays in the carriage any longer, he will not be able to control his emotions.

He stretched out his hand to cover his chest, his brows furrowed, his eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't understand why he had such a reaction.

He didn't know the feeling of love before. At this moment, he understood it in a daze, but he didn't quite understand it yet.

Feng Shuying took a deep breath and said, "When it comes to having a child, it's all about mutual consent, and everything will come true."

After the spell on him was completely lifted, he would kill her and avoid future troubles forever!
But when this idea came into his mind, his heart hurt and he couldn't breathe.

He sat on the shaft of the car, looking at the green mountains and green waters in front of him, with a faint coldness at the corner of his mouth, a bit of madness in his eyes, and violence growing in his heart.

Although the two slept together many times, either he forced it or she had no choice but to comfort him.

He chased her this time not because he couldn't let go of her, but because he still needed her to break the curse.

Jing Moye wasn't surprised at all when he heard this, because she seemed to be so docile towards him, but she wasn't even remotely affectionate towards him.

Although he had had seven fiancées, they were all given to him by Emperor Zhaoyuan. He had never had the slightest interest in marrying a wife.

He reached out and pinched her chin and said, "What if I allow you to feel blasphemous towards me?"

Jing Moye snorted coldly and said, "I guess you are sensible." Then he let go of her and walked out.

Today Feng Shuying rejected him. If she refused, she would refuse. He would no longer pour his feelings into her.

The late emperor was trapped by love all his life, so he always turned his nose up at emotional matters.

This time she got through it, but what will she do in the future?
Jing Moye had murderous intentions after he fell in love with her. He was already a psychopath, and she couldn't predict what he would do in the future.

But one thing she knew very well was that if a crazy critic like Jing Moye really fell in love with her, she would probably die faster.

After all, for Kuangbiao, he kills people when he is happy and kills when he is unhappy.

Most people who are in love are emotionally unstable, prone to falling in love, and prone to going to extremes.

Feng Shuying wanted to cry but had no tears. She just wanted to live, but she got into such a big trouble.

What should we do now?
Run away?
She knew Jing Moye's ability. If he didn't want her to leave, the chance of her escaping would suddenly become much smaller. She was really depressed.

After Jing Moye went out, he did not return to the carriage.

When Feng Shuying saw him again at dinner in the evening, he was just like the first time they met. He seemed gentle, but there was a fierce look in his eyes.

Feng Shuying decided to hide from him as far as she could while holding the bowl.

Jing Moye's expression changed as usual when he saw her reaction, but he broke a pair of chopsticks while holding them.

He would never be like his father, who was crazy about a woman, took her into his heart, and even lost his country and his life for it.

He had a lot to do, so there was no need to worry about her.

Because the two of them were trying to avoid each other and would never see each other if they could, they were in peace on the way back to Beijing.

It's just that Jing Moye's spell hasn't been removed yet, so it's extremely difficult for him to fall asleep. He has hardly slept since Feng Shuying left the capital.

At first he could bear it, but as he approached the capital, the dark circles under his eyes became more and more serious.

Because he couldn't sleep, his temper got worse and worse.

Feng Shuying was afraid that if he was in a bad mood, he would chop her with a knife. She thought about it and took the initiative to give him some calming techniques.

He turned to look at her, without saying a word, picked her up and got directly into the carriage.

Feng Shuying: "..."

Feng Shuying: "!!!!!!"

Lang San pretended that he saw nothing and continued driving.

Jing Moye would be extremely sleepy now, so he would go to sleep directly after carrying her inside.

Feng Shuying struggled for a moment and was pushed down by him: "Sleep."

Feng Shuying glanced at him, then at the sword at his waist, then closed her eyes and lay down with him.

Along the way, she saw him getting more and more irritable, and she was also worried and couldn't sleep peacefully.

It was good now that the two were hugging each other like this, and she knew that he would not attack her with a sword. Instead, she felt at ease and fell asleep with him.

After hearing her even breathing, Jing Moye opened his eyes and glanced at her. She was lying obediently in his arms.

The remaining trace of anxiety in him dissipated in an instant.

Just before he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, he realized another thing. He seemed to be unable to leave her.

At this moment, he was too lazy to think about whether he would repeat the tragedy of the late emperor in his life. He just wanted to hold her and have a good sleep.

If possible, it would be best to sleep with her like this for a lifetime.

After Jing Shiyan left that day, he actually didn't go far and kept secretly observing the movements of the two of them.

He was a man of loyalty. If Jing Moye really wanted to kill Feng Shuying, he couldn't just sit back and ignore it. He would have to find a way to save her life.

But as a result of his secret observation, he found that Jing Moye had no intention of killing Feng Shuying. He breathed a sigh of relief and stopped following them.

As soon as Jing Moye and Feng Shuying entered the capital, someone immediately passed the news to the Tianshi.

After hearing the news, the Heavenly Master first frowned, and then chuckled.

He did not expect that Jing Moye would chase Feng Shuying out of the capital, and he also lost many Taoist priests in Tianyiguan for this, but in his opinion, this was a good thing.

(End of this chapter)