A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 554 Afraid of Thunder
Hearing this, Gao Yanzong's pair of brown peach blossom eyes suddenly turned dark. He covered his eyes with long eyelashes and then opened them again. His gaze suddenly became cold and he forced a bitter smile along his chubby lips.

"At such occasions, I will be the dish. Even if I don't go, someone else will have to go. Although I am not much older than Fourth Brother, when I was a child... I also saw him being forced to attend the banquet. His uncle made him accompany those noble ladies from aristocratic families to drink and play drinking games for people to watch and admire."

Seeing that he changed the subject, Yuan Wuyou angrily threw the white camellia in his right hand on his slightly bulging chest!
"Don't interrupt with your fourth brother and drag Gao Changgong into this! Are you trying to say that he also had this experience of using his beauty to please others?"

Gao Yanzong quickly grabbed the branch of mountain tea, then lowered his eyes to look at the white jade tea in his hand and said in a low voice:

"Once I was seriously ill, so he didn't go to the banquet, but he was still dragged out in the rain amidst the abuse from my second brother. Later, he came back and told me that a Southern Liang princess saw that he was absent-minded, so she took him away from the banquet and sent him back to the palace. At the end, she put her hand on his shoulder and told him with a drunken breath that the royal family who depended on others had no right to turn their backs on him. Even if the emperor asked him to go to the banquet as a geisha, it was to advertise to outsiders that the dynasty had him, and frequent appearances could at least protect himself. Later, I learned that the princess was Xiao Tongyan."

Yuan Wuyou curled his lips, "No wonder Gao Changgong still feels resentful about me forcing him to marry a foreign prince when he was young. So, you two have a deep connection with Xiao Tongyan?"

The man suddenly raised his long eyelashes, and his brown eyes were full of peach blossoms. "Are you jealous?"

"I'm just curious about how old Xiao Tongyan is this year, and how she knows Gao Changgong. I'm jealous of her heroic rescue of my fiancé."

Gao Yanzong's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Are you only jealous of Fourth Brother? Do you really... have no feelings for me?"

"Haven't we talked enough today? Yes, you've already worn out my feelings for what you have done. Ever since the forged handwriting incident, I've only felt disgust towards you. What I saw today made me feel even more disgusted."

Seeing her indifferent expression, as if she no longer loved him, Gao Yanzong could not help but feel a pain in his heart, and then more resentment surged in his heart. He found that he was a scumbag. The more distant and indifferent she was, the more he pestered her to prove that she loved him.

"Are you disgusted with me today, or have you stopped loving me a long time ago?"

She obviously knew what he wanted to hear, so she said the very things he didn't want to hear in a straightforward and direct manner.

"Heh...disappointments accumulate little by little. Until today, my feelings for you are completely gone. Is it disgusting?"

Yuan Wuyou raised his eyebrows and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
"From the moment I handed the knife to you, I was expecting you to stab me with it. So when you did what I expected, I felt like playing tricks on you was like playing tricks on a dog! How can I not feel disgusted when a master is bitten by his own vicious dog?"

Even if she didn't say it at this time, Gao Yanzong already knew that she was deliberately giving him a handle. She was testing him and testing his loyalty, but he knew it and still did it.

Hearing this, Gao Yanzong didn't even have the courage to look her in the eye. He just curled his lips slightly and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Yes, after this incident, I no longer have any credibility in front of you. As long as I don't intend to harm you or bring disaster to the country and the people, I will have to bow down and be a subordinate in front of you for the rest of my life, and I won't be able to raise my head. But I... I don't want to harm you, nor do I want to bow my head..."

The girl in front of him glared at him impatiently.
"You're such a troublemaker, but you still have guts? If you don't leave, I will!"

She wanted to turn around and walk away, but the man behind her took big strides forward and blocked her way!
Gao Yanzong's eyes suddenly seemed to spit fire, and those affectionate peach blossom eyes were now filled with anger and resentment.

"I don't believe it! You can rekindle your old love, so how can you be so heartless and abandon me, your new love? Isn't Yuwen Huaibi very noble? How come he lives with you as soon as I left?"

"Don't think so dirty! Who lives with him? He and I are together for business."

Yuan Wuyou was really tired of explaining to him, and there was a sudden thunderclap above her head. She decisively rubbed her temple with her right thumb, frowned slightly, and closed her eyes. "Forget it, there is no need for me to explain to you. You'd better behave yourself."

After saying that, she turned around to leave, but someone stretched out his arm to stop her!
"Wait a minute!" At the same time, a series of rumbling thunders suddenly sounded in the sky. Before Yuan Wuyou could say anything, the man who was blocking the road behind him suddenly screamed: "Ah!"

Then he withdrew the arm that was blocking her way.

When Yuan Wuyou turned around, he saw the man hugging his braided hair with both hands, his eyes widened in fear, and he looked around like a frightened bird.

She leaned forward in confusion, "What are you making a fuss about?"

But she saw the man's peach blossom eyes were moist and tears were glistening in them.

Gao Yanzong's originally dazed eyes suddenly lit up when he looked into her eyes. He grabbed her left hand with both hands and said in a trembling voice, "Don't go... I'm scared! Stay with me, I'm scared..."

"Let go! Let go! My left hand is injured!" Yuan Wuyou grimaced in pain. The man in front of her hurriedly let go of her left hand and tried to grab her right hand, but she grabbed his wrist instead.

Then she remembered the torn wound on his wrist and quickly let go, but he didn't even cry out in pain.

"What are you afraid of? Stop making trouble. I have to go hide from the rain!"

"do not go!"

Just as Yuan Wuyou was about to turn around, the man rushed towards her, wrapped his arms around her, and stopped her with tears in his eyes.
"I'm afraid of thunder... Stay with me, take me back..."

"Afraid of thunder? Are you afraid of thunder today? Why haven't I heard you say this in the past few months? Let me go!"

Even though he pounced on her with the scent of camellia, Yuan Wuyou impatiently used her right hand to pick up the hand he was holding in her arm.

The little girl's face was full of sneers and her tone was contemptuous, but the man still had a blank look in his eyes. He just used all his strength to hug her and shook his head.

"I've always been afraid, ever since I was a kid. In the past few months, it hasn't rained much..."

"You are not afraid of deceiving the emperor and committing crimes, and you are not afraid of death, so how can you be afraid of thunder and rain?"

“Have you ever heard of… beating children on rainy days? Is that just something you do when you have nothing to do?” The man with braided hair tried his best to hold back his tears, but his watery brown eyes were still filled with tears.

Seeing that his eyes looked miserable and helpless, and he didn't seem to be pretending, Yuan Wuyou patiently followed up the topic and asked.

"What's wrong? Did your father beat you or your mother?"

The tall man had long, thin arms and only a thin layer of muscle on his body, but at this moment he was holding onto the one-armed girl's shoulders as tightly as if he were filled with iron, like a drowning man grabbing onto a piece of driftwood.

In the dark night, thunder and lightning burst from time to time overhead. The cold wind blew through Yuan Wuyou's clothes, but the man's embrace was warm and fragrant.

Gao Yanzong was half a head taller than the girl. At this moment, his braided hair was draped over his shoulders, almost blocking all the cold wind that could invade her face.