Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 560 Give me a chance to defend myself

Ming Qianjue hugged Feng Nuanyang and went directly to the nearest post station to stay.

When he kicked open the door, he went directly to the inner room, put her on the bed, and then unlocked her acupuncture points.

Feng Nuanyang sat up and planned to get out of bed, but was restrained by Ming Qianjue: "You sentenced me to death, you must give me a chance to defend."

His eyes were cold, and he looked at the dark-faced girl opposite. It's not that he didn't feel sorry for her, but whenever he thought that she didn't believe him, he felt angry and uncomfortable.

The corners of Feng Nuanyang's mouth twitched, there was mockery in his eyes, and he met his eyes coldly: "What else is there to say? You have a woman and a son, and you still want to deceive me?" She was itching with hatred , Just thinking about that woman and that five-year-old child makes her feel uncomfortable. She believes in him so much. Even in the year he disappeared, she has been waiting for him. She believes that he will come back.

But in the end, he came back and was with her, and they even got married in the end, and she became his wife and his princess.

If it wasn't for that kidnapping, she would have been kept in the dark forever, never knowing that in such a small place on the border, he had another home.

"I don't have any other women, and that's not my son either!" Ming Qianjue grabbed her arms with both hands, forcing her to look at him: "I've only had you as a woman from beginning to end."

His dark eyes were full of undercurrents, and he looked at her with burning eyes.

Feng Nuanyang was slightly stunned, as if touched by something, as soon as he met his gaze, he was burned by the burning flame inside, subconsciously turned his eyes away.

But Ming Qian couldn't allow her to dodge, the hand that was pulling her arm slipped down and took her soft little hand, his brows were wrinkled, rubbing the tiny calluses on her hand, feeling distressed and self-blame in his heart: "I didn't protect you well."

Feng Nuanyang trembled in his heart, trying to maintain his superficial composure and tranquility, but his throat was a little sore, recalling the past days, those times when she was most helpless, she needed him and hoped that he could find her, but But again and again disappointed.

In fact, she has never believed him. She knows that woman is tricky, and that child may not belong to him, but she is the only one who believes so firmly. Those people all say that, that Mu Yinger is the princess. A son was born.

As time passed, she also thought so. He betrayed her, so he never came to find her.

The sockets of her eyes were slightly red, and the tears could not stop running across her cheeks and dripping on his hands.

The fiery tears seemed to be dripping on Ming Qianjue's heart, making him feel uncomfortable, as if someone had cut his heart with a blunt knife.

For four years, he has searched many places, why didn't he expect that she would suffer in Haijiaguan?
"Why did you leave that woman and child in the palace?" Feng Nuanyang felt uncomfortable, and finally asked the words that had been buried in her heart for a long time, with complaints and accusations in her eyes: "That is Hades Palace, she is a woman With a child, and still the master, what do you make those people think? They all said that I deserve to die, you don’t want to marry me, so you burned me to death, you want to right that woman, and seal that woman’s son as son."

Feng Nuanyang was wronged. For so many years, she lived in a small mountain village and rarely went out. She just didn't want to hear these rumors.

She knew that these were false, but that woman and her child really lived in the palace, in his place, and under his name, how could she feel comfortable?
(End of this chapter)