Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 512 Is the prince willing to have a little girl?
Feng Qingyao was completely stunned.

She thought it was just that woman who killed his mother, but she didn't expect that Mo Xi would hold his mother and block the woman's arrow.

What surprised her even more was that when the incident happened, he actually watched helplessly.

He was only ten years old at the time, and it was so cruel to watch his father drag his mother to defend another woman from arrows.What's more, his father brought the enemy's daughter back to the mansion to raise him afterwards.

This kind of experience, whoever falls on it, will hate it?
Feeling the trembling of the man's body, she wanted to comfort her, but she couldn't find the right words.She could only hold him tightly with a pair of not very strong hands. "If you want to kill him but can't do it, I'll kill him for you."

I will bear the charge of patricide for you!

The man didn't make a sound, but buried his face deeply in her neck.

She thought, he should want to cry, right?
Rubbing his back with her hands, she really didn't know how to comfort him other than silently accompanying him.

For a long, long time, she heard a slight sob in her ear, as well as the man's extremely suppressed trembling.She knew that he still couldn't restrain the grief in his heart after all.

Suddenly his eyes were red, he felt sorry for his mother, and even more for the grievances he had suffered over the years——

She finally understood why there was not even a female family member in his Zhanwang Palace.

He is hate.

Because of hatred, he refused any woman to approach his world.Because of hate, I don't need any woman's approach.Therefore, even if everyone in the world said that Zhan Wang was weak and not close to women, he didn't care.

When we first met, she never saw him smile, was it because of hatred?
She remembered that there were several times when she mentioned his mother inadvertently, and his whole body seemed to go crazy out of control.When the temple was broken, if Nanfang hadn't come in time, he would have almost strangled himself to death.

At that time, did he only have hatred in his heart?
Mo Zhanhua, how did you survive the past ten years by yourself?
How wronged are you in your heart?
How bitter is it?
She tried her best to pull out her hands and held his face. There seemed to be some traces of tears on the white cloth covering his eyes.

She opened her mouth, trying to make her voice sound soft, "Mo Zhanhua, do you want me? Can I give myself to you?" If this could make him temporarily forget the pain, she thought she would be willing.

Holding his face, she was pious like a child praying for peace in front of the Buddha.

Mo Zhanhua was shocked.

In normal times, maybe he would nod immediately, but now, he is not in that mood.

With a wry smile, she pulled her hand down and placed it on her heart, "Yao'er, if one day this king can't hold back and kills him, it will be the crime of killing his father, don't you despise this king?"

"If you kill him, he deserves to die." The woman's voice was firm and stubborn.

She is an extremely defensive person. In her world, there is no absolute right or wrong, only killing or not.

"Aren't you afraid that one day, this king will pull you to defend another woman like him?"

"Well, you can try it."

Feng Qingyao said, the woman's pure tone carried a hint of provocation.

He smiled suddenly.

"I don't want to try."

If it was really the woman he loved, he would rather block it by himself than drag another person.

"Then, do you want to try another method, my lord?" She stood on tiptoe, and put her lips on his, "The little girl is young, healthy, and unmarried. Is the lord willing to have a little girl?"

"Nonsense, you have already been betrothed to this king—"

"Then do you want it?"

"want--"

(End of this chapter)