A weak and evil woman was exiled? The beastly husbands risked their lives to protect her

Chapter 680 You actually feel tired being with me?!
Do you really like it?

He lowered his head, his pale fingertips transforming into icy black dragon claws, gently tracing her delicate cheeks and lifting her chin.

Jiang Xinli was forced to look up.

His dark red eyes had turned into a bright orange.

It is adorned with tiny golden sparkles, like a dazzling starry sky.

But only Jiang Xinli knew that once the starry sky was angered, it would instantly devour everything.

As His emotions returned to normal, the surrounding light gradually brightened.

The temperature has also risen a bit.

She pursed her lips. "I really like it."

His arms tightened around her waist, and their bodies were pressed almost perfectly together.

Jiang Xinli was almost out of breath, "I—"

She hesitated.

He lowered his head, his thin, crimson lips almost touching hers. "What?"

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'm a little tired and want to rest for a bit."

"tired?"

This word seemed to have touched a raw nerve with Him.

The orange-gold in his eyes vanished abruptly, instantly swallowed by the surging dark red mist.

His fingers tightened suddenly, gripping her chin, and his voice abruptly turned deep.
"You actually feel tired being with me?"

Jiang Xinli's last bit of patience was completely exhausted.

Fortunately, she looked up and stared directly at Him. "Then tell me, what should I do?"

The cold, black dragon claws slowly caressed her delicate, rosy lips, the force gentle yet oppressive.

"You should feel happy. Happiness doesn't want to leave me and won't think about anything else."

Jiang Xinli took a deep breath and glanced around the room out of the corner of her eye.

In the vast space, there was only an excessively white bed.

Apart from that, there is nothing.

It was as if everything was merely a phantom of His divine power, appearing out of thin air only when needed.

"Then you'll rest with me." She paused. "But not here."

He slowly curved his lips into a smile, his pupils returning to their previous orange-gold color, and said gently, "Alright."

“I want to go—” Before she could finish speaking, He coldly interrupted her, “I will choose.”

He folded his dragon wings, regained his handsome human form, and bent down to pick her up.

"Hold me tight," He commanded in a low voice.

Jiang Xinli hesitated for a moment, then reached out and wrapped her arms around His neck.

She buried her face in His arms.

He closed his eyes and pretended to rest, but in reality, his mind was rapidly recalling and pondering.

Fragmented images flashed through my mind.

It seems she traveled from ancient Earth to interstellar space, and then went to some places with some other people.

There are forests teeming with monsters, oceans churning with black tides, and scorching, desolate deserts.
The final image focuses on the exterior of a cold, dark palace.

She was accompanied by quite a few people, but their figures were indistinct.

Then came endless darkness.

Then, she woke up in this unfamiliar room.

"What are you thinking about?" A deep voice suddenly sounded in my ear.

It felt like being stared at by a cold, oppressive gaze.

Her body trembled, and she opened her eyes.

"It's nothing." She met those unfathomable, all-seeing orange-gold eyes, carefully choosing her words.

“Ah, A Yuan.”

The soft call seemed to please Him.

The dark red that had been churning in his eyes faded away, replaced by a barely perceptible tenderness.

"Have I ever had amnesia?" she asked softly.

He paused, placing her in mid-air, his arms bracing at her sides, his eyes deep and unreadable.

"So what did you remember?"

Jiang Xinli shook her head, "I can't remember anything."

“But you are a god,” she paused, her gaze revealing a subtle hint of probing and confusion.

Your power is enough to shake the stars.

Despite it being a compliment, the color of his eyes shifted from orange-gold to dark red, and then sank into darkness.

Jiang Xinli: “.”

“It is powerful enough.” His voice suddenly turned icy, and his dark eyes locked onto her like an abyss.

That power, capable of upending galaxies, now became a silent mockery. Even with such immense strength, He still could not.
He pinched her chin, his gaze sweeping over her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, her delicate nose, and finally settling on her luscious lips.

Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

He leaned closer, their breaths almost mingling, "You will soon regain your memories."

"I will also think of everything that happened between us."

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved a little closer to her.

Just as their lips were about to touch, He turned his head away and pulled her back into his arms.

He seemed to particularly enjoy the feeling of holding her and walking slowly like this.

As she passed through one cold, empty passage after another, covered in ancient runes, Jiang Xinli frowned slightly.

"Where are we going?"

He smiled and said, “Let’s go to the place where I’ve spent the most time every day for the past thousand years.”

Jiang Xinli was taken aback. "You've been here all alone for a thousand years?"

He looked down at her intently, but did not answer; he simply continued walking forward.

He carried her through the dimly lit corridor, step by step, up the stairs.

Jiang Xinli glanced at the ancient patterns on the corridor wall out of the corner of her eye, her brows furrowing slightly.

This place feels vaguely familiar.

It's as if I've been here before.

But I just can't remember it.

At the end of the steps was a vast, empty platform.

Time seemed to stand still.

There was no wind, no sound.

Only the vast starry sky hangs silently overhead.

He held her and sat down.

A soft couch formed from a stream of light silently supported the two of them.

Jiang Xinli tried to get up, but He reached out and pressed her back into his arms.

"do not move."

Like a pet held in the palm of his hand, He gently combed through her long hair with his fingertips and slowly stroked her back.

The warmth emanated from the thin fabric.

A faint scent of ambergris wafts into the nostrils.

A strange scent of cedar rose in Jiang Xinli's mind.

She was slightly startled.

Why do I miss this scent? Have I smelled it somewhere before?
Could it be related to lost memories?
Her fingers unconsciously moved to her chest, then her fingertips closed up and caressed her.

But all I found was emptiness.

There was no necklace, no pendant, nothing at all.

He caught a glimpse of her movement out of the corner of his eye, and the fingertips that were stroking her back paused slightly.

"Like it?"

Long, slender, pale fingers reached out in front of her eyes.

A beautiful and elegant necklace hangs from her jade-like fingers.

The pendant is a round, ruby-like crystal, surrounded by sparkling gemstones engraved with rose runes.

Understated yet luxurious.

It also carries immense power and divinity.

“This is—” Jiang Xinli’s gaze fell on the red crystal.

His fingertips lingered on the cold surface of the gemstone. "Dragon Crystal."

Then, he sat up straight, without waiting for her response.

He turned her body away from him and carefully placed the necklace around her fair neck.

The cool gemstone fell silently, clinging to her warm skin below her collarbone.

And a regularly beating heart, so close at hand.

Jiang Xinli subconsciously pressed, "Whose dragon crystal?"

A full-length mirror appears to float in mid-air.

His gaze pierced through the lens, landing on her slender, delicate back, his voice low and deep:

"mine."

He pulled her back into his arms, his pale fingers slowly sliding down the necklace until they stopped at her heart.
"Like it?"

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