After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Xiao Yi ignored her surprise and walked slowly towards the fallen Shangguan Yi with his sword in hand, his tone was a bit playful and cold: "I thought about it, since he is a meritorious minister, it is reasonable for me to personally send him off. Queen, what do you think?"

There was an unquestionable majesty in his words, which made people feel afraid.

Shen Bingning widened her eyes, watching Xiao Yi about to swing the sword that would decide life or death. She knew very well that her mission was about to end in failure.

At this critical moment, an inexplicable force surged from the bottom of her heart, allowing her to break free from the guards and rush towards the figure emitting a cold breath regardless of everything.

She hugged his waist tightly, her voice trembling with fear: "Your Majesty, you must not do this! General Shangguan...he does not deserve to die!" Her words were full of pleading and despair, and every word struck Xiao Yi's heart heavily.

Xiao Yi's movements came to an abrupt halt. He looked down at the woman who was obviously afraid but still stood up bravely to stop him. The last trace of tenderness and hope in his heart seemed to be completely shattered at this moment. His tone was full of sadness and helplessness: "I was just playing a joke on the general."

"what?"

Shen Bingning looked up blankly and met the pair of eyes that were glowing with a strange red light. The confusion and fear in her heart intertwined together, making her at a loss.

At this moment, Xiao Yi suddenly leaned over, his warm breath brushed past her ears, and a low and mysterious voice rang in her ears: "Don't worry, I will never hurt your sweetheart."

There was an indescribable complex emotion in his tone that made it difficult to understand.

Looking at Xiao Yi's cold profile, Shen Bingning's heart was filled with alarm. The other person's hand tightly grasped her arm, leaving a series of bright red marks, as if it was a silent warning to her.

Although she was flustered, Xiao Yi did not give her any chance to explain. Instead, he quickened his pace and walked forward resolutely.

When the familiar yet unfamiliar room came into view, Shen Bingning's face turned pale instantly and her heart beat faster and faster.

This is actually Xiao Yi's bedroom. Why did he suddenly bring her here?

Without time to think, Xiao Yi waved his hand and threw her lightly onto the bed. The gauze curtain beside the bed swayed slightly due to this sudden movement, and the candlelight also flickered. The whole room was filled with an ambiguous and uneasy atmosphere.

Shen Bingning curled up in the soft bedding, and could faintly smell the faint scent of cedar at the tip of her nose, but this warm atmosphere was incompatible with the current tense situation.

She hurriedly climbed out of the bed and faced the cold, stern man. The fear in her heart was only a flash, and she suppressed it immediately, pretending to be calm: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Although she tried her best to keep her voice calm, there was still a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.

Xiao Yi approached slowly, the red light in his eyes still undiminished. The more innocent and puzzled she looked, the harder it was for him to forget the scene between her and Shangguan Yi. The anger and jealousy in his heart spread like wildfire, out of control.

Driven by rage, he suddenly stretched out his hand and tightly grasped her slender neck. The warm touch and delicate skin made him sober up for a moment. The delicate peony in front of him seemed strong, but actually fragile, as if it could be destroyed with just a light grip.

As he increased his strength, Shen Bingning's lips gradually lost their color. She stared at the bottomless hatred in Xiao Yi's eyes, her mind turning over and over, trying to recall where she had gone wrong that caused Xiao Yi to have such a deep misunderstanding of her.

"Shen Bingning, what do you want?"

Xiao Yi asked almost with gritted teeth, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, revealing uncontrollable anger and disappointment.

Faced with such questioning, Shen Bingning swallowed the bitterness in her throat with great effort and uttered a few words with difficulty: "I really... just want to be with you."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but full of sincere emotion.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi sneered, and the laugh was cold enough to freeze everything around him, as if even the temperature in the air had dropped a few degrees.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, he would have almost believed her sincerity and innocence and was almost deceived by her acting skills.

"Stop acting."

His slender fingers gently caressed her neck, the action was both gentle and cruel, as if he was savoring some subtle pleasure.

Xiao Yi's eyes were blurry, as if he was in a state of self-absorption. He murmured to himself, "Isn't what I gave you enough? How could you be so hungry and thirsty that you want to betray me?"

His words were full of doubt and unwillingness.

Shen Bingning opened her eyes wide, and the memories that flooded her mind like a tide made her suddenly realize.

Apart from today's competition, the only interaction between her and Shangguan Yi was when she was on her way to deliver the purse to Xiao Yi. At that time, she vaguely heard some strange noises. Now it seems that this might be the source of all the misunderstandings.

Having found the answer to the question, Shen Bingning quickly thought of a solution to the current dilemma.

Xiao Yi was unaware of this, and angrily pushed her toward the bed, his tone as cold as ice: "Do you want to take it off yourself, or should I help you?"

His every word and every action revealed the unquestionable imperial power.

Originally, he thought that she was thinking of Shangguan Yi, and such insulting words would make her feel ashamed and angry, but unexpectedly, Xiao Yi had completely miscalculated.

Instead of panicking, the other party sneered. The laughter was clear and pleasant, like a mountain stream, with a bit of unruliness and provocation, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"What laughing?"

Xiao Yi's voice trembled slightly and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He obviously didn't expect the other party to have such a reaction.

His fingers unconsciously clenched into fists, and the confusion and frustration in his heart intertwined together, making him a little helpless for a moment.

"Xiao Yi."

Shen Bingning raised her head, her gaze firm and bright, and she met the eyes that were bloodshot due to emotional fluctuations without fear.

There was a subtle hint of teasing in her voice, as if she was enjoying this sudden confrontation, "Could it be... you are jealous?"

These words fell softly, but like a stone thrown into the lake, they caused ripples.

Xiao Yi was struck by lightning and instinctively took a step back, as if he was really facing a powerful enemy.

A hint of surprise first flashed across his face, and then that expression turned into an unbelievable sneer, full of disdain: "Shen Bingning, who do you think you are?"