The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

"Mi Er, your brother should have taught you how to play with a gun."

"Do not……"

"No? It's okay, I'll teach you."

Facing the cold and trembling muzzle, Beitang Yaori showed no nervous expression on his face, but still smiled faintly, walking into Jiang Mi'er step by step.

"Don't come...don't come! I don't want to!"

"Mi Er, you have to aim a little bit when you shoot. Also, don't shake your hands."

"No...don't do this...please, Beitang Yaori, don't treat me like this..."

As Beitang Yaori approached step by step, Jiang Mi'er gradually felt that there seemed to be some kind of deterrent force emanating from Beitang Yaori, forcing herself to pull the trigger.

However, the trembling of his shoulders made it impossible for him to hold the pistol steady.

Feeling the impact of the back seat of the pistol on her wrist, Jiang Mi'er found that Beitang Yaori was close to the position where she was directly touching Beitang Yaori's heart with the pistol, and they were close together.

"Mi'er, do you know what the only way to get me is?"

"No...no...Yao Ri, I beg you, don't force me!"

Jiang Mi'er shook her head, not wanting to listen to Beitang Yaori's next words.I never thought of killing the man I love the most in front of me, never! ! !

Just, just...

Jiang Mi'er's hot tears moistened her eyes again, why, why did Beitang Yaori use this method to force herself step by step?

Why……

"It's actually very simple to completely control me. You only need to move your finger lightly and press there, then you can control me and get me as you like."

"No... Yaori, don't..."

"That way, you'll never worry about seeing me with another woman, even if she's my wife."

"Do not……"

Looking at Jiang Mier's appearance, Beitang Yaori suddenly smiled as if remembering something.Putting the muzzle of the pistol against his chest with his hand, he moved it directly to the center of his eyebrows.

"This is your first time playing with a gun. If you miss it, it's safer here. Within a second, your wish will come true. Mi Er..."

"Yaori...Yaori..."

Why, why does Beitang Yao want to force me to shoot!

"You clearly know that I don't want to do this at all!!"

Beitang Yaori still had a faint smile of relief on his handsome face, exactly the same as Jiang Bo's indifferent smile before he died.

The love affair that shouldn't have happened in the first place, the child that he, Beitang Yaori, was disliked from birth.

If it wasn't for her own stubbornness, maybe Lin Nuanxi wouldn't have experienced so much pain, and even endured amnesia, life and death.

It would be better for everyone if he left this world sooner.

At least, in that case, Jiang Bo would not die.

"Mi Er, shoot."

"Do not……"

"shot……"

"Do not……"

"shot!"

"..."

Facing the tightening step by step, Jiang Mi'er's trembling hand was always hesitating on the trigger.

The tombstone next to it was always so quiet, as quiet as Jiang Bo was watching.

Jiang Mi'er gritted her teeth with blurred vision, and looked at the man in front of her.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Mi'er lowered her arms.

The pistol fell from his hand tremblingly.

"...Enough, enough, you go, you go!"