Forced to marry as a concubine: the prince is too presumptuous

Chapter 179
That is the continuation of life, and it is also a bargaining chip that can be used in the palace, so women become victims, like her and Ah Sang.

"Ximo, give it to me."

"Ah, no, no, don't, I don't want to." Her remaining rationality still wanted to make a final struggle with him, just like the mottled tree shadows in the snow outside the window, and what swayed gently was romance and warmth.

"Ximo, after the Lantern Festival, I'll take you away." He said softly in a kiss.

It was the Lantern Festival again, and Mu Lianfeng also said it was the Lantern Festival. Could it be a coincidence?Or, did Yan Mo also know about the actions of Mu Lianfeng and King Qingling?

She couldn't argue clearly, but her mind couldn't concentrate in his kiss. She couldn't figure out the question, "You don't hate me anymore?"

"No, Ximo, I love you, I really love you."

"Why are you killing me?"

"No, I didn't intend to kill you. I really didn't. I changed the direction of the knife. I pointed at Concubine Shu instead of you. Ximo, don't you know?"

She didn't know, she didn't know anything, she didn't see the change of direction of the knife, because Yan Kang stood in front of her.

Listening to him now, Ximo suddenly thought of what Yan Kang said yesterday. Could it be that Yan Mo didn't want to kill her as she saw?
She was confused, his love words, his confession, and his explanation made her confused again.

"Ximo, is the medicine for chilblain easy to use?"

"Well, it's easy to use." She answered him subconsciously, the frostbite on her hands and feet had almost healed.

"If it's not enough, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Ximo woke up, "Did you bring it?" She always thought it was sent by Yan Kang, but now, Yan Mo said that he took it.

"The night before yesterday."

Ximo closed her eyes, as if he had appeared in a dream, as if someone had really put ointment on her in the dark.

But why didn't Zhixia say it?
Knowing all of this suddenly shocked her so much, he didn't intend to kill her, he gave her chilblain ointment.

Her head was hurting, she even ignored his kiss on her body, "Ah Mo, why?"

Her eyes were filled with tears, she didn't know whether to hate or to be moved, if she knew one by one, she might not be so moved, but when everything gathered together, she realized that her heart was How can you be soft-hearted when you become soft?She told herself no, but she couldn't stop her heart.

"Because I love you."

Love her again.

I love you.

I love you.

It was like a cup that made her lose her mind in an instant, no matter what, just let herself sink at this moment, if she could still push him away when she woke up, then she would still leave him.

But can she push him away?

"Ah Mo, why didn't you take me away?" Closing her eyes, she finally realized that she could ask such a question amidst the passion between him and her, she must be more rational.

"Ximo, bear with me a little longer, I will take you away after the Lantern Festival, and I will always take you by my side, never to be separated again."

She heard it, it turned out that his love was still mixed with an element of use, or it was her mission to stay in Guangyuan Palace.

She got it.

Tears filled her eyes, but she couldn't push him away at this moment.

Once upon a time, it turned out that the two had no distinction between each other, but neither of them knew it.

Listening to the rustling wind outside the window, he brought her into his world, there was a call, or hatred, written in the bottom of his heart, it was ink or foam.

Ximo was hugged into a warm embrace. In the snowy night, how much tenderness he activated in the warmth, but when he woke up?
Will he give her a sunny day?
Ice, snow and moonlight can't tell her, only by listening to his heartbeat can she know the answer, so she pressed into his chest, she used her breath to light up the charm of the night, and with his soft kiss on her lips, this night only changed more beautiful like a dream...

I can't remember how it became like this, but she became his again.

He said that he loved her, he said that he would take her away, he said that he loved her over and over again, just like he was stroking her body affectionately at this moment, but what he gave her was endless trembling.

Hands clasped, his big hand held her small hand in the palm.

crazy.

She doesn't want this.

Really don't want this.

But everything can't stop.

Yankang.

Xiang Jinchen.

Mu Lianfeng.

Those faces were getting farther and farther away from her.

Yan Mo, it started from that rainy night, from the skull mask on his face, he changed her life, and just like this moment, he enchanted her world.

The sweat in the palms became crystal clear drop by drop, and the long hair danced wildly in the twists and scattered like plum blossoms in the snow on the ground. It was so purple, so pink, so white, yet clearly distinct. Intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers.

"Amo, it's not me, it's not my mother, it's really not..." She shouted, she just wanted to eliminate the hatred in this moment, no hatred, just leave quietly, that's the best, no worries from now on No worries.

"Yes, no, really not." Echoing her shallow moan, all the voices were faint and no longer clear in the night. No matter who he was, the half-light and half-darkness of his gaze seemed to be the distant corner of Qingxin Pavilion. The loess mound, that is her and his child, has left her forever.

As tears overflowed, he filled her body with everything, then slowly withdrew and hugged her tightly, without saying a word, and without any movement, he just hugged her so lightly, as if holding her She was embedded in his body.

With eyes open and eyes closed, his breath is all around him.

She was sobbing and crying, she hated that she became his again, why after he hurt her so much, she would still be immersed in the temptation of his desire.

She is unwilling, very unwilling.

Tears wet her cheeks, she still remembers the antidote Yan Kang gave her when she gave him the impulse, but what she got back was...

Did the short knife really change direction?
it seems that……

So, she was moved by him again.

A woman's heart is always so soft.

However, how would he explain what happened on the road to Fengyang Palace?That time, she knelt on the snow for so long.

Gently turning her body with one hand, he looked at her face burningly in the darkness, "Ximo, one day you will understand everything, and when that time comes, you will let go of everything and come with me, okay? "His fingers stroked the teardrops at the corners of her eyes, and his soft whispers made her look at him inexplicably. She couldn't stop thinking, couldn't refuse, and let his fingers erase the tears on her face one by one. tears.

What else can I say?
While telling herself that she couldn't forgive him, she softened her heart.

She is slowly losing herself.

It seems, that's it.

Looking at him silently, she just didn't want him to know her disordered mood like a storm at the moment.

What lingered in my ears was his phrase "I love you, I love you" over and over again.

what is love?
Love is not hate.

Love is not revenge.

Love is the joy of mutual affection.

Love is the collection of your love and my wish.

But he and her are nothing.

Hand, violently pushed against his body, "Go, go, I don't want to see you again."

Everything is contradictory, but what he brings to her has always been such a contradiction, and it has never changed.

Quiet.

A very quiet space, just like the winter night at this moment, only quietness is real.

Both hands began to hug her tightly, so tight, so tight, that her breathing began to block, and then he slowed down the strength of hugging her, letting her slowly adapt to being in his arms There, for a long, long time, until there was a knock on the clapper, until she couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep, falling asleep in the sandalwood radiating from his body.

night, passing quietly.

He left in the mist, in the darkness before dawn.

It was a mistake to allow him to come.

"Miss, what are you thinking?" Zhi Xia waved her hand in front of her, "Miss, you have been sitting like this for at least an hour."

Ximo grabbed Zhixia's hand and put it down, "Zhixia, tell me, did you apply the medicine for frostbite on my body that night?" She clearly knew it, but she still foolishly wanted to confirm it, just wanted to confirm it.

"Miss, I'm sorry, it's not me."

"Why didn't you tell me when I asked you? Why didn't you refute me?" So, she took Zhixia's reticence as Zhixia's acquiescence, and she thought it was Zhixia's medicine for her, thinking that Yankang gave it to her The medicine, as a result, nothing is right.

So at this moment, her heart is always in chaos.

Wrong and right are mixed together and cannot be separated.

Twisting the hem of his clothes with his hands, Zhi Xia murmured after a while: "My lord forbade me to say that."

Don't let Zhixia say it, but she almost misunderstood her. She always thought it was Yan Kang, but it wasn't.

Did the knife really turn?She was recalling, but in her mind was Yan Kang's back standing in front of her, so she didn't see anything. However, the short knife did fly towards Concubine Shu in the end, which made Yan Kang hurt.

With such a serious injury, Yan Kang actually did not pursue Yan Mo, and for the first time made Yan Mo the regent, and he did not formally manage the government until yesterday.

Shaking her head, thinking about it, she couldn't figure out the mess.

Let's copy the scriptures, Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the gift she promised Yankang hasn't been thought out yet.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the people in the palace are also busy, busy buying new year's goods, busy with hand-embroidered products, these are gifts given to each other during the Chinese New Year.

"Miss, the emperor sent someone here early in the morning to ask what gift Miss has prepared for him?"

She laughed, this Yankang is always so childish, but she is really not prepared for anything, just because she has no way to start.

It's too vulgar to give things away, and it's not appropriate to give things based on her relationship with Yankang, but playing the piano again has no new ideas, and it's boring.

(End of this chapter)