emperor cold concubine

Chapter 483
Su Mo cried.

Although she wasn't crying loudly, the woman who had always been strong suddenly became vulnerable, and her silent tears were even more heart-wrenching.

With red eyes, he entered the room with a cold and angry expression, and closed the door with his right hand. The force was so great that it could almost cripple the arm of a healthy person.

Pressing the door with one hand, Cang Hao followed her into the room, and said with a light smile, "If Mo'er is angry, how about beating me up? I promise I won't fight back."

Su Mo straightened her back as if she had never heard of it, and walked through the crystal bead curtain coldly into the inner room.

"This women's boudoir was rebuilt by Yue Xiao a few months ago. Although Jiyue Villa is rich, except for the west courtyard where the maids live, it has never prepared even a formal mistress's courtyard. "Cang Hao also entered this boudoir for the first time, with a smile on his face, he looked around carefully.

Bright and colorful crystal palace lanterns, all yellow pear wood furniture, tortoise shell dressing table, purple gauze that blows without wind, behind the crystal clear crystal bead curtain, the purple smoked bed curtain outlines a woman's antique, exquisite and luxurious bed .

Su Mo sat upright on the edge of the bed, her expression was indifferent, and there were still traces of tears in the red corners of her eyes, but at this moment her expression was extremely cold, "Since you know this is a women's boudoir, men should stop, men and women give and receive Presumably you should understand the principle of not kissing—even if you have a noble status, you should be aware of it."

Hearing this, Cang Hao seemed to be stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes lowered and he smiled lowly, the laughter was stuffed in his throat, at first glance, it seemed to have a bit of ridicule.

Su Mo glared at him coldly through the bead curtain, "What are you laughing at?"

Cang Hao had a happy expression, "Well, the king is laughing. Is it too late for a woman who can't wait to sacrifice herself a few times?"

After finishing speaking, with a flick of his slender fingers, he gently opened the bead curtain and walked in.

Su Mo's face froze, and his face paled instantly.

"Mo'er." Cang Hao stood by her side, raised his hand to lift her chin, and forced her to look directly into his eyes, "Feel wronged?"

Wronged?

Su Mo gritted her teeth and turned her face away, was it more than a grievance?
Until now, there is still a dull pain in the atrium, and that momentary state of anxiety, helplessness and restlessness, I am probably lucky enough to really taste this once in my life.

I really want to ask, why is he so patient?
Could it be that she deserves to be teased by him just because she is so passionately in love with him?
The excruciating pain of gouging out the heart and bone, once tasted, will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

"Mo'er really feels wronged." Cang Hao let go of her, and smiled lightly, "If the king is really attacked and killed today, Mo'er probably won't have time to feel wronged. For one thing, maybe it will be true as Mo Er said, to kill and let the world that this king has brought down with his own hands be buried with this king."

Su Mo took a deep breath, turned her head to look at him in disbelief, her eyes were burning with deep anger, she gritted her teeth and sneered, "So, I should thank you for not cheating me like you yourself 'Assaulted and killed'?"

"It's not thanks, but I should be grateful." Cang Hao smiled slightly, his picturesque eyebrows revealed a bit of coldness, "It's a fact that the king was attacked. No one can predict life or death at this moment——Mo'er, you should really be thankful. Just as the king arrived in time that day, you should also be grateful to be able to save Mo'er at the last moment. Otherwise, this king should really consider whether to do it today. It's not that she died for Mo'er."

Su Mo was startled, his face turned pale.

"Mo'er's love for this king is as deep as the sea, so I worry about my untimely death day and night - from Mo'er's words and deeds, this king can deeply understand and firmly believe in it." Cang Hao closed his eyes and smiled lightly. But with a bit of indifference, "Then on the other hand, does Mo'er think that this king has no feelings for Mo'er? Even if something happens to Mo'er, this king can remain indifferent?"

Su Mo was taken aback, "I didn't think so..."

Cang Hao smiled indifferently, "Yes, you didn't think so, you just did it."

Su Mo's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously stood up, almost having a fit, but Cang Hao said with a faint smile: "Mo'er, this king will also be uneasy."

Su Mo was startled again, and fell silent for a moment.

He...would be uneasy too?
The omnipotent Cang Hao, the proud and conceited Cang Hao, the cold and unparalleled Cang Hao, the Cang Hao who seems to control everything in the world...would be uneasy?
A strange feeling suddenly appeared in her heart, and an indescribable emotion slowly flowed to her limbs, leaving her speechless for a while.

In an instant, it seemed that all the anger disappeared without a trace at this moment, leaving only throbbing and sorrow.

"Of course you wouldn't expect it, and this king would also be uneasy." Cang Hao gently stroked her delicate and flawless skin, and said lightly, "Mo'er, this king has said more than once that this king is not a god, not everything Everything is under the control of this king, but Mo'er seems to think that this king is joking every time... When Mo'er's life is in danger, this king will also feel uneasy and heartbroken, even at that moment, his heartbeat almost beats. Stopped……"

Su Mo slowly sat back on the edge of the bed, frowned, her complexion was difficult to distinguish, but she kept silent.

Seeing this, Cang Hao smiled: "Does Mo'er feel very guilty right now?"

Su Mo didn't speak, and after a long silence, she slowly raised her eyes, "Are you sure that this girl will feel guilty?"

"It's natural." Cang Hao smiled lightly, "Mo'er, the news I released on purpose was not to fool you, nor did I really want to teach you a lesson, but just to let you experience heartache for yourself... Compare your heart with your heart, and see if you dare to be so careless before you act next time."

Su Mo retorted: "I didn't mean to be careless, but I just didn't expect the tire to move at a dangerous moment."

"This king does not accept explanations." Cang Hao said, "If Mo'er wishes to be a boudoir who does not leave home, or to be a gentle and virtuous mother of a country, this king will naturally protect Mo'er. Wuyu, this is my king's responsibility, and it's also my responsibility as a man."

Su Mo heard the words, took a silent look, moved her lips, but seemed to have expected what he would say next, so she continued to remain silent.

"This king didn't intend to treat Mo'er as a prisoner bird, and Mo'er must not be able to bear that kind of treatment." Cang Hao said so, and slowly sat down beside her, his eyes fell on her slightly raised eyes. His voice suddenly became a little more cold, "This king can't bear it, but it doesn't mean that he can indulge indefinitely——Mo'er, if there is another time, this king will break your wings with his own hands."

(End of this chapter)