This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Her throat became less itchy, and Shen Yue swallowed the feeling of wanting to cough. There were a lot of charcoal fires in the room, and they were burning hot. The hair hanging on her shoulders was slightly messy, and the hair on her forehead was stained with sweat. Wet, sticking to the snow-white and delicate flesh, the picture is erosive, and there is always a sense of astringency.

The surrounding air seemed to become viscous and ambiguous in an instant, exuding a sweet and greasy aroma.

Shen Yue raised her eyes and looked at him lightly, those eyes were so dark that they were almost clear, the emotions in them were too deep and deep, as if there was a lot emerging, as if there was nothing.

The gorgeous and hoarse voice was very soft, "What can I know? Shouldn't you ask yourself what you did?"

It seemed that it was just mentioned casually, but it made Cheng Qiangong's emotions soar.Countless words rolled through my mind, but each one was more untenable.

It was like being in a frozen lake, only a corner was gouged out by Shen Yue, and there was a creaking sound spreading.

Shen Yue closed her eyes, and the tortoise rolled from the soft pedal to the ground, as if she was extremely tired, "Let's go."

Cruelty has always been the epitome of Shen Yue, since Shen Yue already knew what he did, why never pursued it, why never questioned him, just let him be so... so...

Stupid, really stupid!

How can such a person become a master?

The anger in Cheng Qiangong's heart was burning fiercely, he didn't even know what he was angry with, he just felt a puff of anger stuck in his chest, which couldn't be relieved no matter what.

Do you really like him?That's really too ridiculous, a word of liking, you can hand over all the rights to others, and you are even willing to jump into the trap he dug yourself, just because of this ridiculous love?
Shen Yue is such a cold-blooded and cruel person, other people's lives are like an ant in her eyes, does such a person have heart?Will you know how to love someone?
This is so ridiculous that it is almost unheard of.

He would rather not have this ridiculous love.

Cheng Qiangong's inner resentment became more and more intense, his chest was filled with anger, and his heart was surging.

This anger covered up the extremely subtle and inexplicable emotions.

How much he wanted to ask Shen Yue loudly what the meaning of doing this was to make him feel guilty?Or to prove that ridiculous love.

But the upbringing and character he had learned half his life did not allow him to do so.

Cheng Qiangong suppressed his anger and spoke coldly.

"Since the Fourth Highness already knows, there is no need for the minister to say more. The current situation is very unfavorable to the Fourth Highness. If the Fourth Highness is willing to turn around now, it will not be too late. The Seventh Prince has a kind heart. Will let you live."

He stared closely at every bit of Shen Yue's expression, that fragile and pale appearance made his eyes sore, he shook off these unnecessary emotions, and couldn't help but soften his tone: "Four Your Highness, if you are willing to turn around, I, I will marry you, a couple for the rest of my life, and only one of you for the rest of my life."

When he received this, the man's stern eyebrows softened involuntarily.

He thought, Shen Yue likes him so much, she has already given up so many things, so why not let go of everything now?

There is only one ending from beginning to end.

Then Shen Yue must lose, there is no doubt about it.

If Shen Yue agrees, he can satisfy Shen Yue's ridiculous love.

Thinking of that ridiculous love, Cheng Qiangong's Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably, a faint light sprinkled on his white robe, like falling stars, his eyes were thick and dark, staring straight at Shen Yue, with a fierce undercurrent rolling in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

Shen Yue glanced at the man, wanting to laugh.

She knew that Cheng Qiangong never liked her, so in order to coax her to turn around, she even made up such a lie, the words were so sweet, but the man's aura was so cold.

It should be very disgusting, those words may feel disgusting, it is really embarrassing for him.

Shen Yue's eyes were a little astringent, her eyelashes trembled a few times, her face was very pale, and the blood vessels on her neck were very clear.

Then, she smiled lightly.

The girl looked very beautiful when she smiled, her dark eyes were bent into crescent-like shapes, and the pear dimples were shallow, which could amaze a lifetime of age.

Laughing and laughing, she started coughing, her coughing eyes were red, she clutched her sleeves tightly, relieving the pain in her heart, exerting force on her finger bones, her fingertips turned a little bluish white.

"I can't turn my head back." Her breathing was unsteady, her voice was shaking, and her shoulders were shaking, "I can't turn my head back a long time ago."

This is the meaning she has been insisting on living, and it is the goal of life. If it disappears, it will be as if the last light in life has been extinguished, and Shen Yue will also decline.

The throne is above one person and below ten thousand people.

Everyone wants it, and everyone wants it desperately.

Shen Yue actually didn't have such big ambitions when she was a child, she just simply felt that when she became the emperor, no one would dare to bully her anymore?
Could she also protect the person she wants to protect?
Only when I grew up did I realize the importance of rights. In this deep palace, only rights are the truth.

Those who have no rights can only be beaten, and even the most humble eunuch can be stepped on.

Shen Yue has a deep understanding.

People in this world treat her with the most disgusting, worst, and vicious side. People who have never tasted her suffering have any reason for her to treat people in this world kindly.

She treats others as others treat her.

Shen Yue never felt that she made a mistake.

But now Cheng Qiangong wanted her to turn around, and said something so lightly, so easily, that Shen Yue knew it clearly.

In fact, Cheng Qiangong was no different from those people.

All the same bad, all the same hateful.

Looking at each other silently, Cheng Qiangong felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, bound together with tingling pain, and hurting his whole body. He ignored this feeling, and his voice became softer, as if coaxing a tantrum child.

"Your Highness, there is still a minister with you. If you don't turn around, how do you know I'm not behind you?"

Shen Yue's face was pale, and her slender and thick eyelashes were covered with crystal clear teardrops, which gradually became wet. Her lips were very red, but she still bit them hard, and the biting became even more red, as if she was about to bite. Bleeding.

She was crying, crying silently, her beautiful eyes were foggy, and her eyelashes were shining with tears, shining brightly.

She shook her head, shaking her head very hard, her voice was choked up, intermittently: "No, it's not important, everything, everything is not important..."