The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 270 It's Not What You Think!
He had this feeling before.

The moment Jiang Meng saw Lin Zixuan holding her hand and helping her to keep warm, even through the thin sleeves, he was still furious.

He hated Lin Zixuan for "stealing love with a knife", and he also hated himself for not being able to protect the one he loved.

But at this moment, when he heard the word "yes" from her with his own ears, he felt that he seemed to have lost the ability to love.

This word shattered all his expectations.

He is the emperor, he believes that he has never been a hypocritical person, although occasionally he will be jealous and lose his temper, but he believes that he will never really feel bad because of these things.

It's just that, now, there is no such anger in his heart.

Instead, it was heart-wrenching pain and heartache.

"Emperor...Emperor..."

Yang Nianliu called softly.

She saw that Jiang Meng's complexion was getting worse and worse, and he could feel Jiang Meng's heart that was hurting so much at this moment, and the anger in his heart that could not go away for a long time.

"You guys are really hard-working couples."

He originally wanted to run away, but his proud self-esteem did not allow him to turn around and leave after all.

Instead, he strode forward and walked in front of the two people separated by the fence. Then, under the gaze of the stunned Han Yumin and Lin Zixuan, with red eyes, he pressed the mechanism of the wooden fence.

The wooden fence went up slowly.

He just stared at the woman in front of him, panting coldly.

"I won't let him in, so will he talk to you about his lovesickness through the fence?"

"I……"

"You said you would wait for me!"

Before Han Yumin could finish speaking, he was interrupted abruptly. Jiang Meng heard himself gnashing his teeth "clucking". He felt all the blood in his body rushing to his heart, but it seemed that he didn't have any strength.

"It's not what you think!"

"What is that!"

The heart that had been suppressed for a long time finally broke out at this moment.

Han Yumin opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but his mouth was blocked.

She said "uh..." and couldn't speak anymore. She just widened her eyes and looked at Lin Zixuan who seemed to be still in a daze. Immediately, she felt a burning pain in her lips and tongue. Sucking the tip of her tongue, she couldn't help frowning in pain.

"The emperor..."

"I said you belong to me!" Jiang Meng blocked her mouth with his tongue, and grabbed her shoulders fiercely, as if to crush her whole body.

"..."

"If you dare to have a private meeting with another man, I will let him watch how you became my man!" Jiang Meng pressed her head tightly, and Han Yumin grabbed the shirt behind him in pain, Little by little, he forced him to step back.

"Your Majesty!" In a daze, Lin Zixuan rushed forward, without any scruples, grabbed Jiang Meng's skirt, and then pulled it back forcefully.

She felt that Jiang Meng was still grabbing her shoulders and waist, and for a moment, both of them lost their balance due to the sudden burst of force.

She let out an "ah—" and felt her head hit a warm chest.

Then, look up.

Jiang Meng closed his eyes in pain, and then opened them immediately - even if he fell down, he would pull her along.

However, even if he fell, he still protected himself well in front of his chest.

He snorted in pain, Han Yumin bit his lower lip, glanced at Lin Zixuan who had just stabilized his body, then lowered his head to look at Jiang Meng who was frowning.

A trace of Yin Hong's blood seeped from his forehead.

On such a icy and snowy night, the blood on his forehead soon froze.

"This……"

Han Yumin was a little scared, and gently stretched out her hand, trying to help him hold the wound, but she was hesitant to do so.

"I want to chop up your Lin Zixuan."

Jiang Meng squinted his eyes, but his head still did not leave the cold ground. He turned his head and wiped the wound with his hands—the blood that just flowed out had already solidified, but blood continued to flow out.

It keeps flowing out.

For a moment, several people were stunned.

Han Yumin felt her heart beating violently—she didn't know who she was worried about. This time, Lin Zixuan accidentally injured the emperor. Will he, really, chop him up?

But the man in front of him seemed to be in real pain.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and hand over to the imperial physician!"

At some point, Yang Nianliu finally came to her senses, she trotted in hastily, knelt down abruptly, her lips were trembling, her hands were trembling, and she went to hold Jiang Meng's face tremblingly .

"Don't go."

Jiang Meng moved his lips lightly, and said lightly.

"go with!"

"you dare!"

At this moment, he stared at Yang Nianliu with wide eyes, his eyes were already full of anger: "Are you going to disobey the order?!"

"Concubine..."

"You go back first."

"En?" Yang Nianliu bit her lip lightly, and immediately felt like a lump in her throat. Even though there were still thousands of words to say, at this moment, she swallowed them all in her stomach.

"Also, Lin Zixuan." Jiang Meng was still lying motionless, her arms were firmly wrapped around Han Yumin's back and shoulders, no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break free, "I won't kill you."

"..."

"You go out and wait outside."

While stroking the back of Han Yumin's head with his hand, he said in a light tone again and again: "This person belongs to me, don't snatch it from me."

"..."

"Otherwise, I will chop up Guard Lin and Aunt Chun together."

Sensitive to her entire body, Han Yu shrank suddenly.

In his arms, she began to tremble and tremble—what does Jiang Meng mean...?
What is he saying?
Could it be that he already knew——

"I've said everything I should have said."

After all, he slowly let go of the hand holding Han Yumin's head, and then, probably because sitting up would involve the pain on his forehead, he grinned, sat up, and immediately tightened her already stiff hand.

Her hair was disheveled, her lips were pale, and even her face was terribly pale.

At this moment, she suddenly felt like a dead person.

A person who has experienced many ups and downs, but is still dead.

Her hands had no temperature, and her whole body, including her heart, had no temperature.

Then, she felt herself being held in her arms, and her chest, which was supposed to be hot, seemed to turn cold.

Step by step, being carried upstairs, she seemed to be able to feel the two pairs of extremely sad eyes downstairs, one was the lonely and heartbroken Lin Zixuan, the other was the maddened Yang Nianliu who was jealous.

(End of this chapter)