Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

She had questioned him before, asking him if he knew what love was, but now he actually found the question a bit bitter.

Maybe he already understood, he thought, even if it was just a little bit, but he probably knew what love was.

Sweet, passionate, warm, but also sour, bitter, and involuntary.

During the time they spent together, he really did what she expected, putting himself in her shoes and thinking about her.

He knew that she cared about the child and that she was thinking about Lu Huan, so he didn't dare to make a decision easily.

But no matter what he did, no matter how he opened his heart to her, she didn't care.

"I am not happy."

He wiped his face fiercely and looked away, not daring to look at her cold face.

"What about you? You hate me."

Su Qingci stood up and glared at him, "Yes, I hate you so much that I want to kill you!"

"If it weren't for you, I would have stayed in Beijing to take care of my pregnancy and nothing would have gone wrong."

"Do you think I will fall in love with you after the child is born? Don't even think about it! Even if Lu Huan is gone, I will not let our child recognize a thief as his father! Just give up on this idea."

There was a brief silence in the atmosphere, and the sharp wind rustled like an invisible hand knocking hard on the doors and windows.

Su Qingci could feel his aura suddenly becoming fierce, but he did not get angry.

He turned around, with more disappointment in his eyes.

Yan Xuanye looked at her expressionlessly and said, "Even if you hate me, don't forget to think about him."

"Lu Huan is dead. The secret guards he arranged to protect you have no idea where you are and have no way to save you."

"The only one who knows where you are is Xiao He's maid outside. If you dare to run away..."

He suddenly leaned forward, his hands on her sides, his eyes fixed on her, and he listened to every word, "I will capture you and let you see with your own eyes how that little maid died."

Su Qingci was so angry that she was shaking. Yan Xuanye pinched her chin and shook it, "Oh, you're angry again. You only dare to be rude to me. After all, aren't you relying on the fact that I love you?"

"Even if you are cruel, you are only cruel to me. So... you should not be willing to hurt others."

Su Qingci: "You can only use others to threaten me. If you have the guts, just let Xiao He go. I want to see what you can say without someone to threaten me with."

Yan Xuanye snorted coldly: "This is really the only thing I can do to deal with you. So don't even think about anything else."

After saying that, Yan Xuanye didn't care about her expression and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Soon two maids came in and helped her to eat and drink medicine.

"Princess, His Highness said that you must drink this bowl of medicine. Otherwise... His Highness will punish us."

Su Qingci looked at the bowl of medicine with a strong medicinal smell, and became furious. He took it and threw it to the ground.

The medicine soup spilled and the medicine bowl fell on the carpet, rolling twice but not breaking.

"Even if he means well, I won't accept it!"

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed. In front of everyone's astonished eyes, she smashed all the precious handicrafts in the bedroom. She splashed ink on the ancient murals and cut up the colorful and gorgeous curtains and carpets with scissors.

The maids wanted to stop her but didn't dare to, mainly because she was holding the scissors in her hand. They were afraid that Su Qingci would lose her mind and do something stupid, and Yan Xuanye would blame them.

"Get out, get out of here!"

Su Qingci vented his anger and even drove Xiao He out.

Everyone else thinks that Yan Xuanye treats her well, and that's fine with other people, including Xiao He.

That silly girl was too naive, her emotions were all shown on her face. Perhaps because she saw Yan Xuanye taking care of her all night, she had a new opinion of him.

But who can know the pain in her heart?

In her eyes, Yan Xuanye is just a hypocritical person.

In a week, he would force-feed her the abortion pill. In that case, why bother pretending to be serious and asking the maid to bring her some medicine?

Did he think that she would be grateful to him for the little bit of kindness he gave her?

Yan Xuanye came quickly, grabbed her, and snatched the scissors from her hand with great swiftness.

"What are you doing? If you want to die, you don't have to do it this way. If you want to die, tell me now, and I'll send Xiao He's maid away first."

"I'll let her wait for you down there first, and then serve you in the underworld. How about that?"

There was great anger in his voice, and before she could speak, he immediately ordered someone to bring a knife.

He dropped the scissors on the carpet with a muffled thud.

"If I stab her with these scissors, this little maid may not die. I'll just ask someone to bring a knife."

"I will send her down first, and then send you and the evil offspring in your belly down, so that you can go to the underworld and reunite with the dead man and his family of three. Are you satisfied with this?"

Xiao He knelt down on the shredded carpet with trembling hands and feet, not daring to make the slightest sound for fear of angering Yan Xuanye.

The knife was quickly taken out, Yan Xuanye grasped the handle and walked straight towards Xiaohe without any hesitation.

The man named Shi Zhuo grabbed Xiao He's neck as easily as pinching an ant, forcing her to look up and face the scimitar that was flashing with cold light.

Su Qingci forced herself to remain calm. She kept telling herself that Yan Xuanye was just trying to scare her and he would not really kill Xiao He.

But when the scimitar was placed on Xiaohe's neck, she still panicked.

Su Qingci rushed forward in two steps and swung the scimitar out of his hand, but the sharp blade of the knife inevitably scratched Xiao He's skin.

Blood was flowing out, and Su Qingci frantically searched for hemostatic drugs and gauze in the bedroom.

"This little maid would rather die for you than say a word. I hope you will plead with me for her."

He coldly watched Su Qingci applying medicine and bandaging Xiao He, and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "It's true that the master and servant have a deep affection for each other."

Su Qingci was so angry that his hands were shaking, but he remained silent.

Xiao He's wound was not serious. Fortunately, she received timely treatment and the wound healed quickly.

The servants all retreated, and Yan Xuanye asked someone to bring another bowl of medicine.

He personally took the medicine and walked over to her. Su Qingci thought he was going to threaten her again and was about to mock him when Yan Xuanye grabbed the back of her head and slowly poured the warm medicine into her mouth.

He seemed to be punishing her, and after feeding her the medicine, he used it to ravage her lips mercilessly.

Like a ferocious but flexible little snake, he sucked the air from lips to teeth, plundering it.

Gradually she became breathless, and her movements went from resisting and slapping to becoming so weak that she was about to slip. She was forced to fall into his arms, with his big hands still firmly controlling her body.

Whenever she was about to suffocate, Yan Xuanye would let her go briefly, then take the bowl of medicine, take a sip himself, and then feed it into her mouth again using the same trick.

The bitter medicine circulated and exchanged in the mouths and tongues of the two people.

The tip of her nipples was numbed by his sucking, and occasionally he would bite her lips as punishment, causing her to scream in pain.

It didn't sound like a cry of pain, but more like a gasp. An electric current-like feeling flowed through her body. She secretly hated herself for being useless and cursed herself for being so cheap.

Even though I hate him so much, I still feel pleasure when he kisses me.

This intense kiss told her that he was definitely taking revenge on her.