Wedding night!I tore the clothes of the God of War

Chapter 348 Who gave you the courage?

Everyone thought that Chu Qianli was heartless and never knew what fear was.

But she knows it herself.

What she fears most is living without dignity.

Live as humble as an ant.

This extremely humble feeling has never been given to her by only one person.

It's him, Feng Yexuan!
That time when Feng Yexuan went to Heifengya and took the risk to rescue her, Fulong once asked her a question.

This man cares about her and can protect her, why is she unwilling to stay by his side?

Chu Qianli at that time, maybe her own heart was also in a mess, and she didn't think clearly.

All he knew was that she couldn't stay by Feng Yexuan's side.

So now, she finally figured out why she couldn't be with Feng Yexuan.

Because, when he became ruthless, he was really ruthless!

And she, before she can't be evenly matched with him, has no right to stand up straight in front of him with her chest out!

How can a relationship that is not equal at all be worthy of her nostalgia?

Even if she still cared so much about this man, she would never allow herself to stay by his side and expect his pity.

What she wants is equality and respect, not pampering and coaxing her when he is happy, and abandoning her like a trash or a toy when he is unhappy!

"Feng Yexuan! Let me go!"

Chu Qianli struggled frantically.

The bound wrists quickly saw blood blisters, and even shallow bloodstains appeared.

The man behind him turned a blind eye.

"What? Do you know you are afraid now? What about the courage you had when you confronted me just now? Who gave you the courage!"

Feng Yexuan's big palm fell on her waist, and his hands clasped her waist tightly for an instant.

Chu Qianli trembled all over.

That's the feeling, that's the attitude!
The most humble and humble gesture in her life!
This time, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and finally stopped struggling.

The quiet appearance made the man behind him feel pity.

But he quickly let himself, completely calm down,
"Do you think you can get the slightest bit of mercy from me if you do this?"

Chu Qianli opened her eyes and looked at an unknown corner, her eyes seemed hollow.

"When have you ever felt compassionate towards me?" So, why pray?

It's simply impossible!

A chill ran through Feng Yexuan's eyes.

He said displeasedly: "When this king took pity on you, how often did you cherish it?"

"Heh," she didn't refute, but just smiled.

Those eyes that lost their luster slowly closed.

The words were very soft, as if she had completely given up: "Prince Xuan, your sympathy is nothing more than alms given to others when you are happy."

The corners of the eyes are sour.

Once upon a time, in the sea of ​​fragrant purple orchids, she fantasized that maybe it would be a kind of happiness to rely on each other like this for a lifetime.

But now, she is finally fully awake.

"You don't know what feelings are, what love is. Your so-called love is too lofty and self-centered. You will never really fall in love with someone!"

He doesn't understand love!

He doesn't know how to love, he will risk life and death for her, and even give up the country?
This dead woman, what does she know?
Feng Yexuan grabbed her clothes with his long fingers and pulled them hard.

The snow-white skin was immediately exposed in front of him.

But the girl under his palm no longer trembled and begged for mercy like that night that night.

She didn't beg for mercy, she didn't even respond at all.

Just close your eyes and wait quietly.

Waiting for the upcoming, possible torture.

Feng Yexuan grabbed the other corner of her clothes and tore it off, leaving nothing in her body.

But after seeing her ice-cold face, his fingertips gradually became stiff.

The piece of fabric in my hand couldn't be torn off no matter what.

The anger gradually subsided.

But the coldness in his eyes never lessened by half.

"Don't think that if you pretend to be dead, this king will let you go! If you have the courage to participate in the selection, you should have awareness. This king will not let you leave easily!"

He let go, and stared coldly at her disheveled body.

"If you want to use this king, you have to see if you have the ability to bear this king's temper!"

He turned away.

Chu Qianli opened her eyes, looked at her hands again, and suddenly became uneasy.

She wanted to struggle, but he hadn't left yet. Her hand was only trembling slightly, and she hadn't moved much.

Although for a moment just now, my heart was ashamed.

However, the fear is still there.

I don't know why he suddenly showed mercy and let him go, but at least, he didn't need to bear his humiliation.

Feng Yexuan walked out of the room, and Feng Wuya greeted him immediately: "Brother Sihuang, Ah Li..."

Feng Yexuan stared at him coldly: "The clothes are disheveled, do you want to go in and admire her body?"

Feng Wuya blushed, and hurriedly called, "Come here!"

Yue'er, who was hiding in the corner, came to the two of them tremblingly.

"Go serve the girl and change her clothes."

Yue'er replied: "Yes!"

Immediately walked in.

Feng Wuya looked back, but saw that Feng Yexuan had gone far away.

He could only wait outside the door, hesitating.

When Yue'er entered the door, she was almost terrified by everything in front of her eyes.

Prince Xuan's irritable temper...is really scary.

She hurried over and untied the cloth strip on Chu Qianli's wrist.

Seeing the blood blisters on her wrist, Yue'er felt distressed to death: "Girl, this servant is waiting for you to change your clothes, hurry up and apply some medicine."

"It doesn't matter." Chu Qianli put her wrist away, and tugged at the dilapidated clothes on her body.

Yue'er sniffed, and quickly found a clean dress for her to change into.

After tidying herself casually, Chu Qianli stepped out of the bedroom.

"Ali, are you... all right?"

Brother Sihuang said that her clothes were disheveled, Feng Wuya couldn't imagine what they did in the dormitory.

Chu Qianli looked at him: "Your relationship with Prince Xuan... is very good, isn't it?"

Feng Wuya felt a little guilty: "I... can't fight with Brother Sihuang. If Brother Sihuang needs it, I can give him my life."

"I'm not blaming you, why should I blame myself? It's just that I feel a little bit emotional, that bastard actually has a brother who is so sincere to him."

Chu Qianli smiled, and tied her slightly messy hair behind her ears.

"Actually, Brother Four has always been very kind to me. If I am in danger, Brother Four will come to save me even if he wants to die."

There is no need to express the emotion between brothers, but he is very clear in his heart.

Chu Qianli let out a sigh of relief, not to blame, but really emotional.

Among royal brothers, such brotherhood is rare.

She also saw that Feng Yexuan might not be patient with other people, but at least he was really gentle with Feng Wuya.

"Brother Four has misunderstood you again."

Looking at her pale face, Feng Wuya gradually clenched his palms tightly.

Shouldn't he explain this matter clearly to Brother Four?

(End of this chapter)