The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

As long as he can sustain her last breath, he can do anything!

Why yelling in her ear?She just wanted to have a good sleep, she was just too tired to move!

She is really tired, she can't hold on anymore... She can't hold on anymore!

She really had enough of living, enough of it, and if she lived a moment longer, she would only suffer a moment longer. 【26nbsp;】

She doesn't want... She doesn't want to open her eyes. Once she wakes up, how will she pretend to be strong and live in this cold world?

"Xuan'er, open your eyes and look at me!" He regretted it, really regretted it, why did he treat her like that at that time, why did he hurt her so deeply?

He suddenly slammed his fist hard on the wall, the brick cracked into tiny fine lines, and blood dripped down from his fist.He didn't feel any pain, because there was another place in his body that was more painful.

He didn't want to do this... He didn't want to hurt her like this at all, but he still hurt her so deeply...

The window paper finally gradually turned white, and the long night gradually passed.

There was a ray of dawn in the eastern sky. Although there were enough warm stoves in the hall, there was still a trace of morning coolness in the air.

The whole night, Cui Moyao sat beside Fu Yaxuan's bed, staring at her unconscious for a moment.

She looked so pale, her tender skin seemed almost transparent, as if she might disappear from his sight at any moment...

No, he won't let her go.

With great difficulty, he found someone who could accompany him... From the first time he saw her, he decided to want her, no matter what the cost, even if she hated him, he didn't want to let her go!

I fell asleep for a while, and woke up for a while. I don't know how many times this situation has been repeated. Fu Yaxuan didn't know whether he was sober at all, or he had never been sober at all.

Her body was cold for a while, hot for a while, sometimes it was as heavy as a thousand catties, and sometimes it was so light that it would be blown away by the wind.

God, take her away quickly, out of this world!

When the sky was bright, Yun'er finally found a doctor. The doctor had treated Fu Yaxuan, prescribed medicine, and told the patient to take a good rest.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally woke up faintly. She felt much more awake, and she could barely support her weak body and look around clearly.

Cui Moyao fell asleep lying on the side of the bed, his face was haggard and he was no longer vigorous, his whole body was like a withered flower, without any vitality.

Fu Yaxuan gently lifted the quilt, picked up the cloak at the head of the bed and draped it over her body, and got off the bed with her hands and feet...

"Where are you going?" He stretched out his arms and pulled her into his arms.

"Let go of me, don't touch me!" She broke free from his grip, like a stinging scorpion with her body on guard, making it difficult to approach.

Faced with her attitude of rejecting others thousands of miles away, Cui Moyao narrowed his black eyes angrily, but soon he realized that he was too easily irritated by her, so he quickly let her go, and blocked the doorway and said nervously: "You're sick, lie down."

"Let me go!"

"Don't think about it. You'd better listen to me and take care of yourself, otherwise I can't guarantee that I will do anything to you." He calmly pulled her stubborn beautiful eyes.

Fu Yaxuan closed his eyes and said resignedly, "You kill me."

"You won't die."

"I beg you, don't be so cruel to me, I don't want to live alone, struggling in the world of mortals...waiting for my husband to choose a brand of happiness...I don't want it!"

Thinking of all the past, Fu Yaxuan couldn't help feeling sad, tears kept falling down his cheeks like broken pearls.

Seeing her tears, his whole heart softened, and he said softly: "I will never force you in the future, your body is still very weak, don't get angry."

"I don't want it." She cried excitedly, raised her slender hand and slapped him across the face.

In an instant, vivid palm prints appeared on his cheeks. Fu Yaxuan stared blankly at the red marks on his cheeks, his eyes blurred with tears: "Why didn't you kill me? As I said, I hate you! If you don't kill me today, One day I will kill you."

After hearing her almost shouted hate words, Cui Moyao smiled and shrugged his shoulders calmly, as if he didn't really care that she had to spend so much effort to hate him.

"The aggressive method is useless to me. Even so, I still won't let you die."

Fu Yaxuan collapsed immediately, she cried helplessly: "I saved you, you saved you, we are even, why...why you still refuse to let me go? You already have a new princess , why should you care about my life?"

Cui Moyao closed his eyes and looked coldly at her who was screaming excitedly, and replied indifferently: "You must live. Whether you want to hate or complain, you must live!"

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, staring blankly at his indifferent face, with big tears in her eyes, she silently told her how fragile and confused she was at the moment, but she hated him so deeply!

Her weak body swayed, only feeling top-heavy, Cui Moyao flew over to support her, put her on the bed, narrowed his eyes and said: "Lie down well, don't move around, if you move again, I'll hang you up on the city gate .”

Fu Yaxuan kept silent like a cicada, but his expression looked so sad, I felt pity for it!

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Since that day, Fu Yaxuan's face has been covered with a layer of frost. Although he has regained his daughter's body, she is as beautiful as a peach or plum, but as cold as ice, making people dare not take a second look.

Although Cui Moyao couldn't see any anger on his face, but because if he didn't smile, it would be hard for people to get close to him, because it would make people avoid him like a snake.

Even Yun'er was terrified, afraid that one day they would marry each other with death, she walked on eggshells every day, afraid that if she said a wrong word or did a wrong thing in front of these two people, she would immediately become cannon fodder.

"Miss, are you better?"

"Well, we can start tomorrow." Fu Yaxuan sat up, but was wrapped tightly in the quilt. The weather was getting colder and colder, and his will seemed to be getting colder.

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