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

Chapter 408 Tell me, why?

Jiang Wantang looked at him with a smile and said sincerely, "Thank you..."

Xie Zhiyan's pupils sank slightly, and he did not answer.

Just as Jiang Wantang turned around, he raised his hand and held her arm.

He knew what she was thinking and what she was going to do.

Jiang Wantang lowered her eyes to glance at Xie Zhiyan's hand holding her arm, then raised her gaze upwards. She saw a rare different look in his deep pupils, a look of grief that disappeared in a flash.

It seemed like...her illusion.

She smiled slightly and said word by word: "Let go, thank you sir."

"I still prefer to see you in your former self-righteous, aloof, and sharp-tongued state."

How could he not understand the implication of her words?

She wanted him to stop getting involved and just go back to being the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple.

Before Xie Zhiyan could move, she heard her say, "You've already repaid me for saving your life."

"Xie Zhiyan, you don't owe me anything."

Xie Zhiyan closed his eyes tightly and finally let go.

Jiang Wantang walked up to Ji Wuyuan step by step.

When Ji Wuyuan raised his hand to touch her, she took a step back.

Jiang Wantang looked at him with a smile, but her eyes were as cold as ice.

She said, "I want to see them walk out of the palace safely with my own eyes."

With the previous experience of Jiang Huaizhou as a lesson, Jiang Wantang was much more cautious this time.

The suspicion and distrust in her eyes made Ji Wuyuan feel a pang in his heart.

After all, I am still concerned about Jiang Huaizhou.

Ji Wuyuan didn't say anything, but just raised his hand slightly, and all the secret guards withdrew. The imperial guards also lined up on both sides and made way.

Jiang Wantang witnessed Xie Zhiyan, Ji Wuwang and others leaving the palace safely.

Immediately afterwards, the palace gate slammed shut in front of her eyes, like a hurdle that she could not cross.

Xie Zhiyan stood at the palace gate and watched it close. Jiang Wantang was trapped inside again.

He clenched his hands into fists, his eyes reddened, and an indescribable pain welled up in his eyes.

Inside the palace, Jiang Wantang was still staring blankly at the palace gate. Ji Wuyuan's cold voice reached her ears: "Tang'er, can you rest assured now?"

Jiang Wantang didn't answer.

Ji Wuyuan walked over, bent down, picked her up and walked back.

Wang Fuhai followed behind, trembling with fear, "Your Majesty, your injury..."

No one responded.

"Oh my, what's going on?" Wang Fuhai sighed helplessly.

Some died, some were injured...

The wedding that His Majesty had carefully prepared for for so long ended so tragically.

Soon, Jiang Wantang was brought back to Taiji Palace by Ji Wuyuan.

Inside the bedroom, Jiang Wantang sat blankly on the dragon couch. Her phoenix robe was still intact, but her phoenix crown and hair bun were slightly disheveled.

Ji Wuyuan was having his wounds treated by imperial doctors in a side hall. When his clothes were untied, everyone gasped.

I secretly sighed: This Queen is really bold!

In this world, the only one who dares to treat this living devil like this and still lives on is probably her.

Although the phoenix hairpin did not pierce very deeply, it was at the heart position after all, and the wound was torn open, and a lot of blood was lost, so it was inevitable that the heart meridian was damaged.

The imperial doctors did not dare to say much and treated Ji Wuyuan's wounds with trepidation.

After treating his injuries, Ji Wuyuan changed into a red robe. When he returned to the bedroom, he saw Jiang Wantang sitting motionless on the couch with her knees hugged, her eyes looking at the falling snow outside the window.

She didn't react until he walked over to her and sat down.

Ji Wuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressing his anger.

After a long while, he finally said, "Tang'er, are you unwilling to even look at me now?"

Jiang Wantang remained silent, resisting with silence.

Ji Wuyuan felt a pang of pain in his heart again. He took a deep breath and said in a colder tone, "So, you really would rather die than stay by my side?"

This time Jiang Wantang finally responded. She turned around, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Yes."

Her smile was charming and beautiful, but combined with her words, it was full of lethality.

Ji Wuyuan felt as if the place on his chest that had just been bandaged was torn apart, with a pain that pierced his bones and heart.

His face was pale and his expression was frighteningly ugly.

But Jiang Wantang still smiled in front of him, a smile that was dazzling and moving.

The corners of Ji Wuyuan's eyes instantly took on a bloodthirsty red. He raised his hand and fiercely pinched Jiang Wantang's jaw, then leaned closer little by little until Jiang Wantang's back was leaning against the side of the couch, with nowhere to retreat.

He looked at her straight in the eyes and asked coldly, "Why?"

"You always treat others with kindness and righteousness..."

"Jiang Huaizhou and Yun Shang in the past, and now Xie Zhiyan and Ji Wuwang, but when it comes to me, they are either exploitative or cold and indifferent."

"Jiang Wantang, do you hate me so much?"

"Am I not good to you?"

"You said you wanted to favor one over the other, so I gave it to you..."

"You said you wanted to be favored and become the queen, and I gave it to you..."

"Even your wish to win the heart of one person, I have granted it to you."

Ji Wuyuan's eyes were crimson, and his cold fingers stroked Jiang Wantang's cheeks. He smiled wildly and paranoidly: "Tell me, why?"

"If it's because of Jiang Huaizhou and Tang'er is still angry, you can stab me in the heart a few more times with the hairpin. I won't resist."

The smile on Jiang Wantang's face gradually faded, replaced by calm indifference.

why?

Because his brother died because of him?

Because he imprisoned her in this bedroom and forced her to give birth to a child?

Because his inherent paranoia and possessiveness are so frightening and suffocating?

because...

It seemed that from the moment their brother died, they went to two extremes.

The more she wanted to leave, the more he refused to let go.

The more he refused to let go, the more she wanted to escape from him.

No one can calmly accept the mental and physical pain and suffering brought to him by another person.

Even if he really loves her.

But...the hurt is real.

The beauty and excitement of the past have long since vanished in the hurt and torture.

Now, she just wants to escape from this cold and oppressive cage.

Afterwards, Jiang Wantang sneered at Ji Wuyuan and said calmly, "Of course it's because I hate you... well..."

Before Jiang Wantang could finish her words, Ji Wuyuan blocked her out with a violent kiss.

The more Jiang Wantang struggled, the harder he kissed her.

He pinched her jaw and kissed her fiercely...

The strong sense of oppression makes it difficult to breathe.

While struggling, Jiang Wantang moved his wrist slightly, and a strong internal force gathered in his palm, and he was about to attack subconsciously.

She reacted instantly and quickly withdrew her internal energy.

But Ji Wuyuan kissed her deeply and indulged herself in it, and didn't notice it.