The mad concubine is ruthless and stunning: the evil king circle spoils the concubine

He felt that his heart, which hadn't been beating for a long time, began to tremble.

Beating at an unusual frequency.

His eyes became deep, and there was a charming light in his eyes. His seductive eyes locked hers tightly, wishing to see a hole in her face, "Who are you? Who am I? Why?" I have an indescribable feeling for you, tell me, do we know each other?"

No matter how calm Mu Yanxi was, she was a little flustered by such eyes.

His coquettish eyes are full of magic power, which can bewitch people's hearts, and make people fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.

Such a pair of eyes once confused her and moved her heart.

He blocked her domineeringly, as if he would not let her leave unless he told the truth.

Mu Yanxi was a little annoyed in her heart, and frowned, "What if we know each other, so what if we don't? If you really want to know the past so much, you can find a way to find out by yourself. What's the point of blocking me here?"

"What is it, the majestic king of a country, to do such a far-fetched and rude thing?"

"Since I have promised your wife, I won't break the promise in a blink of an eye. It's useless for you to stop me here for a long time."

Chonghua froze for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

There was a mocking smile on her seductive face.

There was a sad expression on his face, "It seems that I must have been a very annoying person in the past, at least, a person who would make you feel annoying."

"You...why do you say that?" Mu Yanxi didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but when he saw the lonely and sad look on his face, he couldn't bear it.

In fact, it is not wrong for Chonghua to want to know the past.

Anyone who has lost their memory will want to know about the past.

But she can't tell.

Even if she didn't promise Feng Yao, she wouldn't say it.

She has buried those things deeply in her heart.

She hoped he would never think of it again.

If a memory brings only pain, it's fine not to remember it.

Chonghua looked at him fixedly, his water-colored eyes looked dull and dull, like apricot blossoms that were about to wither, completely lost their previous charm, which made people feel sorry.

"I can see it in your eyes." He smiled wryly, and said in a harsh voice, "You wish to leave immediately, and you don't want to stay with me for a second. Isn't that enough to explain the problem?"

"But…"

His eyes slowly seeped confusion, like a child lost at a crossroads. He couldn't find his way. When he saw a little light, he stared at her, motionless, and said, "Why would I feel sad?"

"You... what are you talking about?" Mu Yanxi avoided his emotional eyes, turned around and walked out of Xinghualin.

She is not unfamiliar with such eyes.

How could this be?

Didn't Chonghua forget her?

Why. .Why did he still look at her like this?

"Although I don't remember the past, I think I liked you." This time, Chonghua didn't stop him.

He stood where he was, watched her leaving in a hurry, closed his eyes, and smiled weakly, "You don't need to tell me what happened in the past, but I want to ask you a question, just a question."

"You...what do you want to ask?" She wanted to pretend not to hear, but she still stopped.

Perhaps, his tone was too lonely and his voice was too bitter, which made her feel unbearable.