A straight man transmigrates into an ABO world and upgrades his beauty by pretending to be an Alpha.

Qin Zijian quickly took two steps back and carefully reached out to protect his stomach.

Gao Hao was not expected to react this way, and his face instantly turned ugly.

Since he ascended the throne, he has had countless concubines in his harem, all of whom flocked to him. They had never been treated so coldly before.

But he stubbornly refused to retract his hand.

He thought to himself that it was normal for the little thing to be afraid since it had never seen him before.

As they spend more time together in the future, they will likely develop feelings of closeness.

Gao Hao cleared his throat and said in a soft voice, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you in the slightest."

Qin Zijian suddenly raised his head, his face filled with astonishment. He took several steps back and asked in a trembling voice, "You are...you are Gao Hao?"

"You recognize me?" Gao Hao narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Qin Zijian.

Qin Zijian's lips trembled slightly, and the days of humiliation he suffered in the deep palace kept flashing through his mind. He shook his head frantically in fear.

"No...I don't know you...you...don't come any closer..."

Looking at the person in front of him who looked like a startled rabbit, Gao Hao felt a pang of heartache.

At this moment, all he wanted was to hold this person in his arms and protect him.

Then build him a golden cage, and make him a canary, so that no one else can see him.

Qin Zijian only wanted to escape as soon as possible, so he turned around and tried to run, but was surrounded by soldiers.

He was filled with despair, his eyes quickly scanning his surroundings, searching for a possible escape opportunity, while watching Gao Hao warily.

Gao Hao rode his horse forward slowly, looked at Qin Zijian's beautiful face, and said softly, "I just want to talk to you properly, why are you hiding?"

"If you return later, I will grant you wealth and honor. Wouldn't that be more comfortable than staying in this desolate place?"

As he spoke, he uncontrollably reached out and touched Qin Zijian's cheek.

Qin Zijian quickly dodged to the side, his eyes filled with disgust as he looked at Gao Hao.

Being stared at like that by his beloved, Gao Hao was also a little annoyed. He had never coaxed anyone like this before, and his patience had run out.

He flicked his sleeves and gave a cold snort.

"Today... your fate is no longer up to you!"

Having said that, he reached out and forcefully grabbed Qin Zijian's wrist, intending to drag him onto the horse.

Qin Zijian naturally refused and struggled incessantly, kicking and thrashing his legs.

"let me go!!!"

But he was too weak to break free and was about to be dragged onto the horse.

Qin Zijian stared wide-eyed at Gao Hao.

Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and bit down hard on Gao Hao's hand with all her might.

It was as if one could hear the sound of teeth digging deep into Gao Hao's flesh.

Fresh blood immediately gushed from the wound, and the pungent smell of blood quickly filled Qin Zijian's mouth.

The strong smell of blood assaulted Qin Zijian's throat like a violent storm, instantly making him feel nauseous.

Qin Zijian no longer cared about any of that; his mind was filled with nothing but resistance to Gao Hao.

Gao Hao, instead of getting angry at the teeth marks on Qin Zijian's tiger's mouth, stared at Qin Zijian's blood-stained lips with great interest.

His lips curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile.

"You do have a bit of wildness!"

Before he could finish speaking, Gao Hao suddenly stretched out his right hand.

It gripped Qin Zijian's chin tightly like an iron clamp, forcing him to raise his head and look directly at it.

At the same time, his left hand swiftly wrapped around Qin Zijian's slender waist.

With a sudden upward lift, Qin Zijian was easily carried onto the horse's back by Gao Hao, just like a light and nimble doll.

"Let go of me! You bastard! Don't touch me! Get away from me!!!"

Qin Zijian twisted his body wildly, pushing and hitting the other person in an attempt to break free of his restraints, while roaring at the top of his lungs.

Just then, a furious voice came from not far away.

"what!!!"

The encirclement was torn open, and more than a dozen soldiers were cleaved to the ground.

He Louxiong, wielding a double crescent blade, charged into the formation with only a dozen or so men behind him.

Upon seeing He Louxiong, Qin Zijian couldn't hold back her tears, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

He Louxiong, like a ferocious beast, brandished the gleaming curved sword in his hand.

Along the way, they killed gods and Buddhas alike, and wherever they went, enemies fell and blood splattered everywhere.

Finally, he fought his way through and arrived at Qin Zijian's side.

In the blink of an eye, He Louxiong raised his knife and slashed fiercely at Gao Hao.

The scimitar whistled as if it were tearing the air apart.

Seeing this, Gao Hao quickly raised his longsword and desperately blocked the attack. A loud clang rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.

Gao Hao suddenly felt a tremendous force coming from the sword, which made his hands go numb and his body involuntarily retreat.

He Louxiong did not linger in the fight.

Taking advantage of Gao Hao's unsteady footing, he immediately reached out and pulled Qin Zijian over.

"Go quickly!" He Louxiong shouted, and the group hurriedly turned their horses around to break through the encirclement.

Seeing this, Gao Hao's face darkened, and he raised his hand and waved, "Release the arrows!" In an instant, arrows rained down.

He Louxiong brandished his scimitar to deflect the arrows, but a few still struck the horse.

The horse neighed and fell to the ground, and He Louxiong rolled on the spot with Qin Zijian in his arms.

He Louxiong held the trembling Qin Zijian tightly, kissing his forehead repeatedly.

"Don't be afraid! I'm here, and your husband is here. Don't be afraid!"

While comforting Qin Zijian, he helped him onto another horse.

As the pursuers drew ever closer, the sound of their hooves seemed to echo right in their ears.

He knew he couldn't hesitate, otherwise neither of them would be able to escape.

He Lou made a firm decision, gritted his teeth, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

He swung his scimitar fiercely and slapped the horse's rump hard.

The horse, in pain, neighed and galloped away like an arrow released from a bow.

"Run south!! Don't look back!!!"

He Louxiong shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice slightly hoarse.

At this moment, his eyes turned bloodshot with rage, like burning flames.

He was still injured, but fortunately, he had made proper arrangements for his people.

It was just a pity for his Khatun and his unborn child.

He glanced back at the direction Qin Zijian had fled, then resolutely turned away.

He immediately turned around and swung his twin swords at the enemy, warm blood splattering on his face and thickening his eyes.

Surrounded by enemies on all sides, he only wanted to buy his Khatun more time to escape.

Arrows rained down on him like a tidal wave, and swords pierced his chest.

The mountains that belonged to Qinzijian finally collapsed on the banks of the Tasang River, and the wind carrying a strong sense of blood blew southward.

Qin Zijian gripped the reins tightly, a sharp pain shooting through his lower abdomen, and the air was thick with the pungent smell of blood.

"Don't look back...don't look back...go south..."

He kept telling himself this, but he still turned back.

With just one glance, Qin Zijian released the reins without hesitation and quickly fell off the horse.

"what!!!!"

A heart-wrenching cry of despair ripped through the sky, and a torrential downpour began.

Qin Zijian limped along without hesitation and ran towards his Khan.