Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 914 The thousand-year-old master cannot escape from Jiuqing

Wen Rong closed her eyes, hid her emotions, and let Lie Jiuqing hold her.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were cold and without any warmth.

Wen Rong pushed her away hard and said ruthlessly: "No."

Lie Jiuqing's eyes were red. When he was pushed away, he still grabbed his clothes and refused to let go.

"Wen Rong, you can't rely on me to like you, and you will break my heart again and again."

She pointed at her heart aggrievedly, "My heart is made of flesh, and it will hurt. You are afraid that it will hurt if I fall, aren't you afraid that I will feel distressed?"

Lie Jiuqing looked at him, tears overflowing little by little, falling down his face and onto the back of his hands.

Wen Rong clenched his fists, holding back the trembling, and watched her cry calmly.

"I'm dying."

Lie Jiuqing's heart froze and his breathing became difficult.

Wen Rong repeated slowly, "Lie Jiuqing, I'm about to die."

He grabbed Lie Jiuqing's hand and placed it on his wrist regardless of her struggle.

"My internal energy has been sealed, and my pulse should be very clear. I am on the verge of death."

Lie Jiuqing was trembling with fear and was unwilling to touch his wrist.

"You will not……"

Wen Rong's pupils were so dark, reflecting her fear, and she said without hesitation: "Yes, I will die."

Lie Jiuqing's tears were fatal to him, and he was so heartbroken that he trembled at the sight of them.

Wen Rong finally raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain."

He rubbed his tears that seemed to burn him, and said warmly: "Lie Jiuqing, don't like me anymore, so that your heart won't hurt."

He is very gentle, but every word he speaks is sharp.

Lie Jiuqing's lips trembled and he said stubbornly: "The pulse can be deceiving, and I will not be deceived by you again. In short, you are just injured. I will cure you and leave here together."

Wen Rong frowned, "Lie Jiuqing..."

He wanted to say something else, but Lie Jiuqing interrupted him loudly.

"You just want to find a reason to leave me, and I won't let you succeed!"

After a gentle pause, Lie Jiuqing realized that he had lost control and apologized quickly.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hurt you..." She didn't want to admit that what Wen Rong said was true.

Lie Jiuqing's fear and panic intertwined together, turning into tears of grievance and helplessness.

She covered her face, trying not to cry, but the more she endured, the more uncomfortable she became, and the constantly churning energy and blood seemed to go crazy at any time.

Lie Jiuqing knew but couldn't control himself.

"I know I'm dirty and I'm not worthy of you..."

In one word, Wen Rong was filled with anger.

He pinched her chin hard and said viciously, "Lie Jiuqing, are you trying to talk nonsense again?"

Lie Jiuqing cried harder, tears rolling down like beads, and her red eyes looked at him persistently through the mist.

"I'm not talking nonsense."

Lie Jiuqing choked up and said, "I'm not clean, that's why you're not satisfied with my service..."

Lie Jiuqing could never forget the fact that she had been defiled and that she was pregnant with someone else's child.

No matter how nonchalant she acts, she will be awakened from her dreams at midnight. Even if Wen Rong wants her, what she can't erase is the inferiority complex in her bones.

She couldn't wash away the scent that had been branded on her body...

Seeing her like this, Wen Rong said bitterly: "You are not a slave. What do I want you to serve me for?"

Lie Jiuqing cried and hugged his waist, "I am your slave, I just want to serve you, I..."

Wen Rong shouted, "You are not!"

Lie Jiuqing looked at him desperately, "Am I not worthy to be your slave?"

She was so self-contemptuous, Wen Rong was filled with anger, and the agitation caused by hay fever made him lose his sense of proportion.

"You are my treasure, not a slave!"

Wen Rong's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw Lie Jiuqing's eyes suddenly clear.

Lie Jiuqing pressed his tailbone, forcing him to collapse in his arms, completely confining him.

She leaned close to his lips and whispered, "Wen Rong, you admitted it."

(End of this chapter)