Rebirth of Poisonous Empress

"Your Royal Highness, this is for you."

It didn't matter if the person sitting opposite to him was China's number one War God King, Feng Yan, or an unknown beggar, his status had nothing to do with it.

Feng Yan sat opposite to Lin Chu Yue, his deep eyes somewhat profound.

Feng Yan's words stunned Lin Chu Yue for a moment. Ever since they had entered the Ten Thousand Flowers House, Feng Yan had been sitting on the chair as if he was a statue, and the first sentence he had spoken today was actually to ask her what kind of grievance she had suffered.

"It's nothing. Today I invited you out for a drink. I have no other intentions other than to admire your heroic bearing." As he said that, he raised the wine cup in his hand once again and Lin Chu Yue smiled as she drank the wine.

Feng Yan really didn't like Lin Chu Yue's fake mask expression. The moment Lin Chu Yue grabbed the alcohol flagon in his hands, she grabbed her wrist with her big hand.

With his wrist held in Feng Yan's hand, Lin Chu Yue looked up into Feng Yan's deep eyes and laughed: "My prince, I will pay for the wine."

"Since you want to drink, This King will let you drink to your heart's content."

While struggling, originally wanting to escape before Feng Yan got close, Lin Chu Yue found himself firmly locked in his embrace, unable to move even an inch.

Her lips were covered by a touch of ice, her teeth were forced apart by a burst of brute force, and a burst of stinging alcohol slowly flowed from Feng Yan's mouth into his mouth.

"Woo …"

As the wine entered his throat, Feng Yan still did not leave Lin Chu Yue's lips. Only when the girl in his arms was unable to breathe did he reluctantly give up.

"This King doesn't like women who disobey."

"Disobedient?" As Lin Chu Yue gasped for breath, her crimson face was filled with anger. With a whoosh, she borrowed the slightly intoxicated aura to instantly ignite the hatred she was enduring in her heart.

"What do you mean disobedient? You men rule over the world. Women must be treated as a burden. Once the benefits are gone, you will kick them away." If a woman were to say that she is disobedient with a single sentence, it would be a violation of the ring, fart! "

Who cares if he was the number one war god or not, at this moment, Lin Chu Yue only wanted to let out all the suppressed feelings in his heart.

The life of the entire Lin Family, the lives of three thousand Black Feather Guard, and her child who died before she was even born.

She wanted to vent all of her pent-up emotions crazily.

"What are benefits, what is hatred, and even the feelings of kinship can be thrown to the back of my mind, more than a hundred lives, three thousand loyal souls, what did I, Lin Chu Yue, do wrong, the heavens will torture me like this."

Tears, wantonly sprinkled.

Lin Chu Yue squatted down bit by bit, curled up into a corner.

Why did the heavens allow her to be reborn in the China, rather than three years ago, she would rather choose not to meet Yu Wen Jing, rather than to die of old age alone in the mountains, and rather not meet him under the orchid tree?

But why? Why did she have to endure all of the suffering?

Why —

Tightly burying himself between her knees, Lin Chu Yue sobbed softly.

Back then, when the Yumen's shoulder blade was pierced through by Yu Wen Jing's thirteen arrows, she had never been this weak.

"Sleep if you're tired. This King is here."

Maybe she really was too tired! He gathered all the negative emotions deep inside his heart and released them all to vent his exhaustion.

Feeling that warm feeling, Lin Chu Yue closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep in Feng Yan's embrace.

It was a dreamless night. There was no sign of Yu Wen Jing's sinister face, no bloody Yumen, and the ground was littered with Black Feather Guard's corpses.

The next day, before the sky brightened, Lin Chu Yue opened her eyes and saw an enlarged handsome young man.

The perfectly carved side of her face was like a stroke of magic. Her long eyelashes were slightly raised, and her breathing, which was filled with strength, rose and fell along with her well-built chest.

Everything was like a painting of a goddess in a painting, causing one to be unable to shift their eyes away.

She did her best to recall everything that had happened. She seemed to have vented out all the unhappiness in her heart along with the alcohol. And then … After that, Feng Yan embraced her and the two of them fell asleep on the floor.

With a burst of pain in his head, Lin Chu Yue gritted his teeth and slowly got up, afraid that he would wake up Feng Yan!

How could she do such a stupid thing? She actually —

with all his might, fortunately, nothing excessive happened between the two of them. Picking up the cloak that was scattered on the ground, Lin Chu Yue fled from the Ten Thousand Flowers House without looking back.

At this time, Feng Yan, who had his eyes closed, sat up and bent his knees to support his long arm. His gaze fell on the white figure as he smiled.