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

Chapter 685 This time, His sore spot was completely touched!

"Is that so?" Jiang Xinli said calmly, but inwardly she sneered.

She's just temporarily suffering from amnesia; she's not brainless.

She raised her hand to press against Jin Yuan's chest, her voice turning colder, "So, these are the conditions?"

"Yes." Jin Yuan did not deny it, and hugged her even tighter. "I did all this for you."

"Ha," Jiang Xinli clenched her fingers, "But Jin Yuan, I don't need it."

"If you really care about me, you should tell me everything instead of hiding things from me."

The rest is fine too.

Why has even seeing one's parents become a luxury?

The feeling of being kept in the dark by Him completely exhausted her last bit of patience for feigning compliance.

Before the gods, she was but a tiny mortal.

But she also has her bottom line that cannot be trampled on.

"What did you just call me?" Jin Yuan's voice suddenly turned cold.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the light flickered.

Jiang Xinli took a deep breath and said, slowly and deliberately, "Jin, Yuan."

Jin Yuan released her.

The fingertips, transformed into jet-black dragon claws, clamped down on her chin.

The inky red pupils were completely swallowed up by the cold, dark black mist.

The cold, hard dragon scales slowly brushed against my cheek, sending a shiver down my spine.

His voice was low and deep. "So, you despise me?"

Jiang Xinli bit her lower lip tightly, raising her eyes to meet those cold, vertical pupils swirling with black mist:
"At this point, it's not exactly disgusting."

If she truly loathed him, then last night, even if her body retained some memory, she wouldn't have allowed him to be even slightly close to her.

His dragon claws tightened their grip on her chin slightly, but his voice remained cold and deep:
"Then why refuse the wedding?"

"Why won't you form a bond with me?"

“I don’t hate you, but—” Jiang Xinli paused, “I don’t like you either.”

"Whether it's a wedding or a bond of marriage, what's needed is mutual affection and honesty, not—" She took a deep breath.

"Concealment and deception by one party to the other."

These words seemed to have completely touched a raw nerve with Him.

Under the flowing starry sky, patches of nebulae began to collapse.

The surrounding walls were instantly covered with layers of black frost.

Wearing only a thin nightgown, Jiang Xinli endured the biting cold, her fingers gripping the blanket tightly.

His expression remained calm, but within his vertical pupils, which were swallowed by the thick black fog, raging flames ignited.

A black, cold light flashed—

A star map filled with shimmering planets floated in the air in front of Jiang Xinli.

Looking at the planets with their flashing coordinates, Jiang Xinli's heart sank:
"So, how many planets do you plan to destroy this time?"

Upon hearing this, He slowly withdrew the fingertips that had been raised.

She lowered her eyelashes and fell silent.

"Remember to wear it."

He coldly uttered a sentence, then got up and left the room.

The indoor temperature and lighting have returned to normal.

Jiang Xinli slumped down on the edge of the bed.

My palms and back were covered in cold sweat.

She glanced at the dress Jin Yuan had left behind, but ultimately picked up the one her parents had given her.

As her fingers gently caressed the jewels on the dress, fragments of memories flooded her mind like a tide.

She remembered:
She was once a minor celebrity on Earth.

One day, while filming in the rain, he was struck by a bolt of lightning.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back here.

What happened next was similar to what I dreamt last night.

She kept encountering danger, and each time He risked His life to save her.

She tried to recall more details, but her mind remained blank.

Remembering the grand hall with fourteen sacred beast sculptures she had passed by before, she hesitated for a moment, then changed into the dress left behind by Jin Yuan, got up, and got out of bed.

Upon reaching the door, I discovered that the room was completely empty, with walls covered in rose runes on all four sides.

There is no door at all. Or rather, whether the door exists or not depends entirely on His will.

She touched the wall with her fingertips, hesitated for a moment, and gave up on asking Him to open the door.

In the following days, Jin Yuan never appeared again.

Suddenly, the room gained a living room, a dining room, a bathroom, a dressing room, and a garden with ever-changing plants.

Her favorite dishes are always on the table at breakfast, lunch, and dinner time.

She had considered a hunger strike in protest.

But then she thought, it's her own body, she doesn't need to mistreat herself.

Every morning, a different style of white gown appears at the head of my bed, with a line of small words floating above it:
Wear it today.

Except for the inability to leave the room, everything is normal.

But nothing is right.

She was like a carefully pampered bird, imprisoned by Him in this cage woven with divine power.

She still has the same dream every night.

The dream became clearer and clearer, but apart from the color of his clothes, Jin Yuan's face remained blurry in the dream.

But strangely, every time she saw that tall and upright figure, the person she subconsciously identified with was Him.

Every time I wake up, there is a faint scent of ambergris on my pillow.

He must have come while she was asleep.

However, it no longer matters to Jiang Xinli.

Time flew by, and the seventh day arrived.

After lunch, she went into the garden as usual.

The roses are blooming in the garden today.

Various kinds, dazzling and beautiful.

One of them was particularly special: its jet-black petals were edged with gold, making it both gorgeous and mysterious.

She crouched down and took a gentle sniff.

The rich scent of roses fills the air.

The final notes also contain a hint of refreshing sweetness.

"despair--"

A cold, white hand plucked the rose and offered it to her.

"Do you like this one?"

Jiang Xinli turned her head and looked at the young deity kneeling on one knee beside her.

She hesitated for a moment and didn't answer.

At this moment, His eyes were a tranquil deep blue, shimmering with a pale golden light, like a galaxy falling into His eyes.

He was completely different from the cold and aloof deity he had been before.

"Would you like to go for a walk?" He asked in a low voice.

Jiang Xinli paused for a moment, then asked, "Where to?"

He reached out and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, gently placing a rose in her hair. Then he took her hand and slowly stroked her knuckles with his fingertips.

"Let's go to that gem planet we talked about before."

He spoke quietly, and gazed at her quietly.

The girl wore a white evening gown that she had carefully chosen, and her long, flowing black hair cascaded down her slender, fair shoulders.

The vibrant rose in her hair made her face appear even more radiant and beautiful.

Yet, those clear, doe-like eyes were filled with indifference, alienation, and stubbornness towards Him.

It's both disgusting and deeply fascinating.

Jiang Xinli hesitated for a moment and did not reply.

"Still angry?" He lowered his head, hooked his fingertips under her chin, and moved a little closer to her.

Just as he was about to kiss her lips, she turned her head away and avoided him.

This time, the room temperature did not drop, and the light did not dim.

The flowers and plants in the garden were still in full bloom, and everything was as usual.

He saw the stubbornness in her eyes, and gently brushed his fingertip across her lips. "What?"

"Tell me about what happened before I lost my memory."

He was silent for a moment, then spoke in a calm voice:
"Your memories are sealed. All I know is that you loved me very much before you lost your memory."

"Is that so?" She raised her lips, a hint of mockery in her eyes.
"Aren't you a god?"