The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 390 Not Pregnant

Outside the palace, the sky had darkened and the cold wind was howling...

Ji Wuyuan held Jiang Wantang and placed her on the beauty couch in front of the window.

It was a cold winter day, and Jiang Wantang was not wearing shoes or socks when she went out. Her bare feet were already icy cold, and even had a faint purple tint.

Ji Wuyuan squatted down in front of the couch and reached out to put on her stockings.

He lowered his head and said nothing, as if he was suppressing and restraining some emotion. There was an indescribable darkness and gloom around him.

Jiang Wantang knew that this was the brief calm before the storm...

So, in this cramped silence, Jiang Wantang slowly opened his mouth and called out again, "A Yuan..."

She was still smiling, her voice soft but surprisingly lethal: "What I just wanted to tell you is... I'm not pregnant."

"Bai Weiwei is right. I've actually been secretly taking contraceptive pills..."

"If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can ask the imperial physician to come and take a look."

As Jiang Wantang spoke, she carefully observed the expression on Ji Wuyuan's face.

She saw the red in his eyes gradually spread and became deeper and deeper, and it seemed as if something was shattered in his deep pupils.

Despite trying hard to suppress it, the veins on his forehead still bulged out one by one...

Ji Wuyuan clenched the socks in his hand, his fingers trembling slightly from the force.

Jiang Wantang knew that he was angry, but if you looked deeper, you could tell that he was sad and grief-stricken...

However, he has been trying his best to restrain himself and not express his violent emotions.

Jiang Wantang just looked at him calmly.

As time passed, the atmosphere between the two became increasingly tense.

After a long moment, Ji Wuyuan raised his eyes and looked at her. His narrow, long phoenix eyes curved into a deep, blood-red color that gradually deepened...

The eyes, which were already sad, were now stained red, and there was an indescribable sense of broken beauty in them.

He spoke, his voice so low and hoarse it was unbelievable: "Why?"

"Why do this?"

"Am I treating you badly? Why don't you want to have my child?"

Jiang Wantang looked at him silently, then suddenly laughed softly, the smile not reaching her eyes.

Such a dazzling smile, in Ji Wuyuan's eyes, seemed more like a mockery.

Ji Wuyuan felt as if something had stabbed his heart. It was very painful, a heart-wrenching pain.

At the same time, an indescribable rage surged up, almost instantly making him unable to control his anger.

Jiang Wantang looked at him expressionlessly, her tone calm and indifferent: "I am already a bird in a cage, a chess piece in a game. Naturally, I don't want my child to be trapped in this square cage like me, with intrigues and deceptions, the law of the jungle, and brothers killing each other..."

The next moment, someone pinched his jaw tightly, causing him to feel a deep pain.

Ji Wuyuan sneered repeatedly, his chest heaving violently, and the strength in his hands unconsciously tightened: "Are you blaming me for killing Jiang Huaizhou?"

"If I hadn't touched Jiang Huaizhou, would you have willingly given birth to a child for me?"

He approached, staring at Jiang Wantang intently, his deep eyes filled with gloom and paranoia.

"You won't!" Ji Wuyuan roared angrily, his tone suddenly rising due to his excitement: "Because in your heart, you have never truly accepted me!"

"Jiang Wantang, I am just your chess piece!"

"And in your eyes, there's only Jiang Huaizhou!"

"No matter how well I treat you, you can't see it, right?" He paused here, a shattered luster appeared in his scarlet eyes, and his voice was trembling and hoarse.

Jiang Wantang sat on the couch, looking at the sad man in front of her, complex emotions flashing in her eyes.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

Ji Wuyuan looked at Jiang Wantang's cold and indifferent expression, and smiled with the corners of his lips. He looked both romantic and depressed, a decadent attitude that he had never seen before.

After a moment, he laughed at himself and said, "Jiang Wantang, you are the truly cruel and heartless one!"

"No, you have no heart at all..."

His words contained a powerlessness that Jiang Wantang had never heard before...

Jiang Wantang just sat there quietly, without any explanation or reaction.

The air fell into suffocating silence again.

Under the cover of night, Jiang Wantang was wearing a white long dress with her long hair loose. She was dressed in plain white without any color, looking like she was mourning for someone.

Ji Wuyuan knew exactly who it was for.

Jiang Huaizhou!

It’s Jiang Huaizhou again!

Ji Wuyuan's eyes were filled with anger, and his fists tightened unconsciously.

He took a deep breath, and the cold air that was sucked into his lungs made his chest feel like it was being pricked by needles.

Just as Ji Wuyuan was trying his best to calm his violent emotions, Jiang Wantang suddenly spoke.

She looked at him, smiled faintly and said, "A Yuan, please let me go..."

"I don't want to stay in the palace anymore, I don't want to be by your side..."

"What's so good about being a queen?"

"I can't even protect the people I care about."

Jiang Wantang watched as the expression on Ji Wuyuan's face shattered...

However, the next moment, Ji Wuyuan suddenly stood up and pressed her down on the couch, holding her hands tightly and lifting them above her head.

His eyes were scarlet, filled with paranoia and madness. He gritted his teeth and said, "Jiang Wantang, I don't want to force you..."

"But why are you always so disobedient and always trying to anger me?"

"I've been so patient for you, even for your secret use of contraceptive pills. I've done this much, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

Jiang Wantang had never seen Ji Wuyuan so terrifying. His eyes seemed to be stained with blood, scarlet and terrifying.

He exuded a bone-chilling coldness all over his body, and everything around him froze instantly, as if he were in hell.

But Jiang Wantang seemed not to feel it, and continued to smile at him. Her smile was very beautiful, and the cinnabar mole at the end of her eye was so charming that it seemed to come alive.

Even at this moment, Ji Wuyuan, who was already furious, had to admit that Jiang Wantang was extremely beautiful, with a skin as white as ice and bones, and a fragrant body. She was the most beautiful and seductive woman he had ever seen in his life.

Also the most deceptive...

Ji Wuyuan suddenly remembered that when Jiang Wantang first entered the palace, she looked at him with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes and a bright smile, saying that she loved him and wanted to be with him for the rest of his life, until they grew old together...