Fengming Lixia

Chapter 35 Reconciliation?

As he spoke, he tore off Su Qingyue's clothes with his hands.

The top was ripped off, leaving only one main waist, Su Qingyue subconsciously protected herself with her hands.

Seeing her looking at him with a cold face, the anger in Cang Ji's heart became even worse.

"You are such a dirty person, what are you doing protecting yourself!"

"Is this picture for me to see?"

The more Cang Ji spoke, the angrier he became, and the look in his eyes became colder.

"Aren't you gentle in front of other men?"

"Aren't you very happy to see him smiling!"

"Why do you look at me with this face, how am I not as good as him!"

"That's why you ran to Wanhualou to find a man so disregarding your face."

Every word was like a knife, cutting on Su Qingyue's heart.

Her last dignity was crushed by Cang Ji's ruthless stomping on the ground.

Desperation and death came to mind.

Looking at Cang Ji's furious eyes, his voice was cold and full of despair: "Since you hate me so much and think I'm an unbearable woman, why do you keep me by your side?"

"You hate me so much, you can divorce me with a divorce letter."

Hearing that Su Qingyue asked him to divorce her, Cang Ji's heart seemed to be poked by something.

The hand holding her shoulder trembled slightly, and an inexplicable anger rose from the bottom of my heart.

Looking at Su Qingyue's cold eyes made him completely lose his mind.

Push her down directly.

Thinking of her gentle appearance in front of that man.

To think that her body and mind might be touched.

The girl looked terrified.

But he didn't get the slightest sympathy from Cangji, instead he became more annoyed because of her rejection.

Perhaps she has experienced too much, and she has become numb.

Looking sideways at the big red brocade quilt, Su Qingyue tried to calm herself down.

No matter what Cangji did, he just lay there peacefully.

Let him vent his anger.

When Cang Ji finally stopped, he rolled over and lay beside him.

She was expressionless, and pulled the quilt to cover herself.

She just lay quietly, no tears, no sound, not even one more emotion.

It was as if the person who was tortured just now was not himself at all.

By candlelight, Cangji looked at Su Qingyue lying beside him, and the blood on the bed sheet, and his heart calmed down instantly.

Only then did I realize what I had just done.

Her injury was still not healed, and he lost control and did this to her again.

Seeing her lying on the bed with no expression on her face, a trace of self-blame finally appeared in her heart.

I wanted to ask a question, but I couldn't open my mouth.

For a moment, he felt as if something was blocked in his heart. He couldn't explain it, but it made him feel suffocated.

Seeing Su Qingyue's motionless appearance, Cang Ji suppressed the depression in his heart, got up, put on his clothes, and walked to the door.

Tianyi was waiting in the yard.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he immediately hid the worry in his eyes and bowed his head respectfully: "My lord."

"Have someone bring hot water."

Tianyi's heart sank slightly when he heard the words, but without any hesitation, he responded and turned to leave.

Seeing Tianyi leave, Cang Ji didn't put on his clothes and left as before.

Instead, he closed the door and sat on a chair beside him.

Looking at Su Qingyue who was lying motionless on the bed, the expression in her eyes became more and more gloomy.

The servant girls in Shaohuayuan were all curious about what the prince was going to do to the princess.

They can see clearly.

The prince angrily dragged the princess in.

Knowing that the princess probably angered the prince.

Thinking about the wedding night, the prince locked the princess in the backyard to roast in a brazier.

Everyone is guessing whether the princess is still alive this time.

Waiting for the prince to send hot water, those maids who hid in the corner watching the excitement were all dumbfounded.

Seeing the prince close the door and go back, everyone was dumbfounded.

The prince and the princess consummated their marriage?

Seeing the prince's appearance, it should not be the first time, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Doesn't the prince hate the princess?
Don't you want her to die?

How could you consummate the marriage with the princess?
The boy who came over with the food box stood at the gate of the courtyard, listening to the discussion of the maidservant.

Suddenly there was a thump in my heart, and I quickly asked in a low voice: "Is what you said true?"

It is said that those women who did not enter the house are not sure.

Seeing the servant girl who came in with water come out, she immediately pulled him aside: "Did the prince consummate the marriage with the princess, are they reconciled?"

Hearing this, the little maid nodded again and again: "The princess is lying on the bed. When I closed the door, I watched the prince personally carry her to take a bath. It seems that the prince and the princess should be reconciled."

For a moment, the little maids all stared wide-eyed.

It's all unbelievable.

The boy carrying the food box was even more dumbfounded: "Then what about Second Miss Su?"

In an instant, the courtyard became quiet again.

Cang urgently saw that Su Qingyue was motionless.

My heart became more and more panicked.

Looking at her face like a pool of stagnant water, without any emotion.

He said in a cold voice, "Do you want me to wash it for you?"

Only then did a trace of emotion appear on the cold face.

But fear, fear of him.

Catching the trace of fear in Su Qingyue's eyes, Cang Ji only felt a little pain in his heart.

Leave a sentence: "I'll wait for you outside, hurry up."

After speaking, he turned and returned to the main house.

In the Nuan Pavilion, tears finally fell from his eyes and dripped into the basin.

Su Qingyue wiped her body with a handkerchief.

Originally, there were unhealed scars on the body.

Plus the traces left by two consecutive nights.

On the snow-like skin, it is very eye-catching.

Many wounds on her body were torn again, and now she was soaked in hot water, and the pain was so painful that her eyes were red.

He looked down at the marks on his body.

A mocking smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "I'm so dirty now..."

As he spoke, he sank his head into the water.

It seems that only in this way can I feel a moment of peace in my heart.

Cang Ji sat outside and listened to the silence inside, feeling a little uneasy.

Stepping in, she saw Su Qingyue sinking into the bathtub.

Immediately, he stepped forward quickly and pulled her out of the water.

Looking at Su Qingyue's eyes that were as silent as death, a trace of panic arose in her heart.

Seemingly surprised by his own emotions, Cang Ji could only pretend to be angry, trying to use this to cover up his helplessness.

Holding Su Qingyue's shoulder tightly: "You want to die!"

Su Qingyue said nothing.

The look in her eyes showed her feelings.

It wasn't the first time she wanted to die.

In the bamboo forest Xiaozhu Xici room.

When Cang Ji humiliated her for the first time, she thought about dying.

It's just that Ping'an's whereabouts are unknown, Chunshui, and hatred force her to live.

She had just been submerged in the water, trying to calm herself down.

Unexpectedly, he thought she was going to seek death.

If you really want to die, you won't wait until now.

She died as early as when he locked himself in that room and was roasted by a charcoal basin.

Seeing the look in Su Qingyue's eyes, she was no longer angry.

Cangji panicked completely.

Forcibly carried her out of the water, dried her body, put on her underwear, put her back on the bed, and asked someone to carry the bathtub out.

And all the sharp things in the house were collected.

Then he looked at Su Qingyue.

He seemed unwilling to admit that he cared about her.

He said forcefully: "Until this king doesn't let you die, you don't want to die!"

"Your sins have not been redeemed, it is impossible to die and escape!"

"I will never allow it!"

When Su Qingyue heard this, a bleak smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It is more hopeless than calm.

"I can't even control life and death..."

Talking and laughing, but this smile is full of heartbreaking despair.

He stopped laughing for a long time, looked at Cang Ji, his voice was cold and distant, as if deliberately trying to provoke him: "It doesn't matter, there are still eight days."

(End of this chapter)