Queen of the Grass

Chapter 56

"I don't want to go with you, don't go with you...don't..." Qian Moyu protested loudly, struggling to get up, but his voice was still pitifully weak, and his body was about to fall down in a blink of an eye.

I sat on his bed and hugged him.

"What's wrong with you! You don't want to live anymore, do you? Since the king wants to take you away, then you can go with the king. You are all the king's people. Do you think you can defy the king's decision? ?"

Seeing him like this, even though he was as tough as me, he slowed down his tone, otherwise if I was really angry, his sickly body would really not be able to withstand my torture.

"No, I don't want to go, I'm nothing to you at all, you... you, you say I'm not even as good as a man in a brothel, you still say that about me, I don't want to go, I don't want you to continue Ruin me, stay away from me... I beg you, just let me go..."

As he said that, Qian Moyu began to weep in a low voice, and Lihua's tearful appearance added a touch of melancholy to his haggard temperament.

Charming, looking at his pale face, I don't know why there are these two words in my mind, and after listening to his whining, my heart has an impulse to love him.

"Mo Yu, I said that because I was angry at the time, so don't take it to heart, go back to the mansion with me obediently, I won't treat you badly." It can be regarded as consolation, although the tone is a little stiff, but I I still saw his surprised eyes, but there was still deep disbelief and... hurt in them!
"My lord! Why do you lie to me? I am not worthy of my lord, as a mere son of a merchant. Moreover, I am even less likely to serve you in my current state. Your words may have been a moment of anger, but Is it not what is in your heart, Mo Yu, although Mo Yu is naughty, but he knows very little about the relationship between the man and the woman, no, it is not in line with your wishes, you, you should leave, Mo Yu may not be able to Go to the palace to serve the prince!"

Qian Moyu blushed, staring, sad expression, and finished a sentence intermittently, I finally understood what he meant, it turns out that what he cares most about is this kind of thing!
It seems that what I said at the beginning stimulated him a lot, and he still can't forget it until now. I thought it was because I was afraid that I would punish him, but I didn't expect it to be like this. For a while, I felt a little helpless. Men's thoughts are sometimes true. Very unexpected.

However, when I thought about it again, I had another idea.

"Mo Yu, do you blame me for wanting you like that at the beginning?" During the questioning, I kept staring into his eyes, hoping to know his true emotions.

He lowered his head, moved his body, and wanted to break free from my arms, but his body was extremely weak and he didn't have much strength. With a slight force from me, he could only stay in my arms.

"Don't move, answer the king's words, do you blame the king for what happened back then?"

"...My lord, why do you insist on asking these boring things? You are a noble person, your lord. How dare Mo Yu have any resentment towards you, and what does Mo Yu's resentment or non-resentment mean to you? Mistake, one punishment, Mo Yu learned the lesson, Mo Yu dared not, are you still not satisfied, my lord?"

The excited tone just now calmed down, and in a moment of transition, it was like two different people.

"To complain or not to complain? Don't let me ask this question a fourth time. My patience is not very good."

"..." Without saying a word, Qian Moyu just raised his head and looked at me quietly, there seemed to be thousands of words in his complicated eyes, sad, sad, embarrassing, but there seemed to be no resentment.

"You don't hate this king?" Somewhat uncertainly, my words made him bow his head, while the body in my arms trembled like a frightened deer.

"Look at me and tell me whether you want to go back with me. If you really don't want to, I will respect your opinion. However, this is the last chance I will give you. If you are willing to go back with me, I can promise you that I will treat you well. You don’t need to pay attention to those nonsense before! But if you don’t want to go back with me, you will never appear in front of me in the future. This king disdains to want a person whose heart is not this king, do you understand what this king means?"

I don’t want to guess again and again, so if I ask clearly, I hope I can get a clear answer. If this man is willing to follow me, then I will take good care of him who is already mine, but if this man really doesn’t If he is willing to follow me, or say something hypocritical for reasons such as reserve, I have no interest in continuing to play this guessing game with him.

"You, you, why are you...I, I don't want to go with you, you can go, you go, I don't want to go with you, I don't want...don't..."

I don't know which sentence of mine stimulated Qian Moyu, but Qian Moyu pointed at me tremblingly, with an inexplicable blush on his face, looking very angry.

I frowned, then got up, stood by the bed and looked at him, and he, watching my movements, the blush on his face disappeared like lightning, he just bit his lips and looked at me stubbornly.

Difficult man, if it wasn't for a moment of soft-heartedness, I should have brought him back to the palace without any scruples, no matter whether he was crying or not, it would be better than the current state, the expression on his face is clearly one of willing but unwilling The embarrassing way to say it makes me want to leave but I feel a little bit reluctant...

Feiyu, Feiyu, did you make me "weak"?Or, did you make me less cruel?
"In that case, then I will grant you my favor!" With a deliberately cold tone, I stopped looking at him after I finished speaking, and started to leave.

His face became even paler, his lip was bitten by himself as if it was about to bleed, and his hand was tightly holding the quilt, but he didn't make a sound until the moment my hand touched the door!

"My lord, you, you..." He opened his mouth, but you just kept on talking and didn't say anything.

Hearing the voice, I didn't look back, and I didn't take my hand on the door away, but I stopped, and I told myself to give him one last chance, although I have some fond feelings for this man, but it's not deep, mostly It's just a dispensable mentality, so if he wants something, he can only fight for it himself.

I believe that in this world, as long as you want what you want, you must work hard to fight for it, and you can't rely on other people's charity or pity. Your own destiny is in your own hands!
"you……"

(End of this chapter)