Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

Yes, Li Zhao knew how to control her, and she really didn't dare.

The Grand Tutor has borne too much for this unfilial daughter. If the entire Wen family loses their lives because of her, she will be a great sinner, and no amount of atonement will help.

She has accomplished nothing, is restricted everywhere, cannot protect Sakura, and has implicated her mother's family. She deserves to die if she is still alive.

"Li Zhao, please just kill me, okay? I beg you, kill me."

Wen Yuan's mind was confused and he couldn't make out what he was saying.

She wished she died, she really wanted to die.

"Do you know what you are talking about!" Li Zhao pinched her shoulders with such force that he could crush her in the next second.

The charcoal fire in the warm room seemed to be extinguished at this moment, as if falling into an ice cellar.

Wen Yuan raised his head and said resolutely: "I want to leave the palace. You let me out, or I will kill myself."

【warn!warn!warn! 】

The system flashed frantically in Wen Yuan's mind: [The host has detected a strong desire to commit suicide. This system reminds you that once you commit suicide, you cannot be resurrected or return to the real world. Please remain calm and cherish your life.]

"Ah, ah——" Countless lightning bolts struck Wen Yuan's brain, and the severe pain almost shattered her consciousness.

Wen Yuan curled up on the ground, holding his forehead and banging his head against the ground.

She finally understood why Ji Xingyao had to endure for three years before escaping death. It turned out that wanting to commit suicide in this world was such a difficult and painful thing. Even before she took action, she would be punished just for having this intention.

Dog system, not human!

Despair was like a raging flood, drowning Wen Yuan.

"Ah Yuan!"

Li Zhao's voice trembled at the end. He panicked and hugged Wen Yuan, who couldn't stop trembling, as if he was holding a precious porcelain.

"I won't touch the Grand Tutor, I promise. Don't be afraid, don't cry, let's be fine, don't leave me, don't hurt yourself, okay? Please, Ayuan, don't leave me."

Li Zhao really didn't know what to do. He wanted to crush Wen Yuan into pieces and embed her into his own bones and blood, but he was afraid that she would feel pain, so he had to give up.

He also wanted to build a golden cage, lock Wen Yuan in it, and put golden shackles on her wrists so that she could come over with just a slight pull.

This thought has been lingering in Li Zhao's mind ever since Wen Yuan was confined to Yonghe Palace.

Wen Yuan is a free bird. She used to voluntarily perch on Li Zhao's shoulder and be trapped within the high walls of the harem.

Now, she wanted to leave. Li Zhao, without wings, would never be able to catch the bird in the sky.

How to do?

Whether he broke her wings or tied an invisible rope around her legs, no matter how far she flew, Wen Yuan would come down from the sky with just a gentle pull.

But Li Zhao loved Wen Yuan, who had wings, and he was reluctant to break them.

Then, there is only one way left, tie a rope around her.

Their unborn child is this rope.

Li Zhao patted Wen Yuan's back gently, his expression painful and determined.

Ayuan, don't try to escape. We are husband and wife and we will be tied together for the rest of our lives.

Time passed by little by little, and Wen Yuan fainted.

Under the double blow of emotional ups and downs and the system's punishment, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell into Li Zhao's arms.

This winter is destined to be different.

Just like the winter when Wen Yuan and Ji Xingyao traveled through, the wheel of fate started turning.

It can bring good luck to a person, or it can make him lose everything.

Ji Xingyao has already lost, and so has Wen Yuan.

There was a major reshuffle in Yonghe Palace. When Wen Yuan opened his eyes, he found that everyone he saw in the palace was Li Zhao's spy.

She lost Ji Xingyao, lost Xiaoying, and now lost her freedom and became a walking corpse.

She never mentioned the word death again, and she didn't even dare to think about it.

After an unknown amount of time passed in this dull manner, Li Heng arrived.

When the two met, they were both stunned.

In just a few months, the two people's energy and spirit seemed to have been drained by the ghost.

Li Heng was so thin that he looked unrecognizable. His loose robe hung loosely on his bones, rustling in the cold wind.