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

Chapter 409 Escape

Until later, during the resistance, Jiang Wantang accidentally touched the wound on Ji Wuyuan's chest, and the latter groaned in pain...

Jiang Wantang took the opportunity to push him away forcefully.

She lay on the edge of the couch, breathing rapidly.

Ji Wuyuan reached out to comfort her, but she turned her head away.

"you go!"

"I don't want to see you right now!"

Jiang Wantang raised her eyes, her eyes flushed red, and she looked at him with cold disgust.

"Don't want to see me?"

"Who do you want to see then?"

"Ji Wuwang?"

His jaw was pinched again, and Ji Wuyuan's evil and gloomy face was close at hand.

He sneered, his narrow eyes stained with blood, a terrifying scarlet. "Did you think I didn't see it?"

"When you looked at Ji Wuwang today, the tenderness in your eyes was almost overflowing!"

Whenever Ji Wuyuan thought of the scene he saw today, waves of indescribable rage surged in his heart, and almost instantly he became uncontrollable and violent.

Unconsciously, he put more force on the hand that was pinching her jaw. Jiang Wantang looked up at him in pain. This was the first time she saw deep sadness and self-mockery in Ji Wuyuan's eyes.

He said, "Even when we were on the couch together, you never looked at me like this..."

Jiang Wantang was in a trance for a moment because of Ji Wuyuan's words.

At the same time, a deep feeling of powerlessness filled her heart. She lowered her eyes, not wanting to argue with him about this.

However, what Ji Wuyuan hated the most was Jiang Wantang's indifferent and cold look when facing him.

He squeezed her jaw tightly, lifted it up, and forced her to look at him.

The man's eyes were cold, his scarlet pupils filled with paranoia and possessiveness. His voice was low and hoarse, and every word he spoke was cruel and ruthless: "Jiang Wantang, you were the one who provoked me first. From the moment you entered the palace, you are my woman!"

As he spoke, he looked at the frozen expression on Jiang Wantang's face, sneered at her, and spoke cruelly and paranoidly: "Want to leave, right?"

"I won't!"

"I will become the knot in your heart!"

"Who cares if it's a slipknot or a dead knot!"

"Unless I die alone..."

"Otherwise, you will never be able to escape loneliness in this life!"

Jiang Wantang's pupils shrank slightly, her eyelashes trembled subconsciously, and she looked at him without saying a word.

Ji Wuyuan smiled, raised his hand and looked carefully at Jiang Wantang's stunning face, his fingertips stroking the red lip balm that was smudged when she kissed him just now, his eyes sick and obsessed.

After a long while, he tilted his head slightly, smiled, and said in a cold voice: "I was wrong..."

"Even if I die, I won't let Tang'er go."

"I will take Tang'er with me and will never leave Tang'er alone in this world, helpless and helpless!"

Ji Wuyuan pronounced the last four words with great emphasis, with a hint of gnashing of teeth.

Jiang Wantang stared at him blankly, her eyes reddened, and an endless feeling of suffocation and powerlessness spread throughout her body.

Then, she closed her eyes tightly, with two lines of tears sliding down from the corners of her eyes...

Jiang Wantang thought that the reason why he became so paranoid and crazy was partly due to his own reasons.

She shouldn't have provoked him.

However, it seems that all emotions in this world are like this, one wrong step leads to all wrong steps.

When she faced the paranoid and gloomy Ji Wuyuan, she couldn't say a word.

There was nothing left to say between them.

Later, under the repeated urging of the secret guard leader Fei Yu, Ji Wuyuan finally got up and walked out of the bedroom.

Outside the palace, Fei Yu looked anxious. Seeing Ji Wuyuan coming out, he knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, there is a big commotion in the northern border..."

As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of the bedroom and lowered his voice, "The Prince of Zhenbei...I'm afraid he's going to rebel."

Ji Wuyuan just looked at him coldly, his face expressionless, as if he had expected it.

Then he walked out of Taiji Palace.

After Ji Wuyuan left, Jiang Wantang sat alone on the couch in the bedroom with her eyes closed. It was unclear whether she was asleep or doing something.

Seeing this, the palace servants didn't dare to make a sound to disturb them.

It was not until nightfall that Ji Wuyuan returned to Taiji Palace.

At this time, Jiang Wantang had already finished washing and dressing up with the help of the palace servants. She was wearing a bright red satin nightgown with a phoenix pattern, and a red and gold gauze embroidered on the outside. She sat upright in front of the couch, with her hair simply tied up with a phoenix hairpin, and her three thousand black hair hanging down.

She is truly a stunning beauty, bright and charming...

When Ji Wuyuan walked in wearing a red dragon robe, he saw the whole hall filled with the festive color of red and the beauty sitting in front of the couch.

His eyes moved slightly, and the coldness in his body subsided.

Ji Wuyuan slowly walked to the table, picked up the two cups of wedding wine on the table and walked in front of Jiang Wantang.

Rarely, Jiang Wantang did not resist.

Ji Wuyuan thought she had figured it out, and his expression softened. The two of them raised their hands and drank the wedding wine together...

Then, a cool and soft kiss fell.

Ji Wuyuan raised his hand and clasped Jiang Wantang's neck, kissing her lips passionately.

Unlike the previous brutality, this time it was gentle and full of compassion.

Gradually, Ji Wuyuan leaned closer, hugged Jiang Wantang and pressed her down on the couch, and then kissed her intensively...

Jiang Wantang lay on the couch, her fingers clenched around the dragon and phoenix wedding quilt beneath her.

The big red gauze curtain fell, and the sound of a kiss that made people blush and their hearts beat faster was heard in the hall.

The palace maids blushed and retreated tactfully, closing the door of the bedroom.

At this moment, Jiang Wantang on the couch opened his eyes, his eyes clear.

She looked at Ji Wuyuan who was kissing her passionately, closed her eyes, raised her hand and hit him hard on the back of the neck.

Ji Wuyuan was caught off guard and suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck. His vision went black and his body fell down unconsciously.

Jiang Wantang quickly stood up from the couch, glanced at Ji Wuyuan who was lying on the couch with a complicated look, then reached out and found the jade token for leaving the palace from his body.

She put Ji Wuyuan on the couch, covered him with a quilt, pretended to be sleeping, and then got up from the couch.

Time was running out, so Jiang Wantang quickly changed into eunuch's clothes, walked to the window, pushed it open, and jumped out.

Inside the palace, which was dark at night, the guards were still tight.

The palace walls are tall and covered with snow. Only a few palace lanterns flicker in the distance.

Jiang Wantang hid her thin figure by the wall. Her steps were as light as a sound, and she carefully avoided the secret guards and patrolling guards, moving quietly in the palace.

As they got closer and closer to the palace gate, the gate of the imperial palace appeared before their eyes, and Jiang Wantang's heartbeat quickened slightly.

Not because of fear, but because of the freedom that is about to come.

She took a deep breath and ran quickly towards the palace gate.

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard...

Jiang Wantang didn't have time to look back. She felt a chill on her head. A feather arrow flew past her hair and the strong wind hurt her ears. The eunuch hat was carried away by the arrow, drawing an arc in the air, and fell on the bluestone slab not far away with a "pop".

Her long hair instantly fell apart, her long black hair fluttering in the wind and snow...

At the same time, countless torches lit up instantly around the palace gate, illuminating the entire cold and dark night sky.