Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Hehe, it's him... No wonder you are so determined!" Mencius Luo sneered, his heart aching.

If it was someone else, he would think that Su Ying's heart was temporarily lost because he had been away for a long time. He had enough confidence and patience to let Su Ying's heart return to him again.

However, that person is Xiao Moxuan. That man is good enough in all aspects to make all women fall in love with him and all men envy him.

When Su Ying said that the person she fell in love with was Xiao Moxuan, Mencius Luo knew that he could never win back Su Ying's heart again.

"Ziluo... I'm sorry..." Su Ying looked at Meng ziluo and felt very sad, but she could only say these three words to him at the moment.

"You don't have to tell me you're sorry! I won't let you leave me!" Mencius Luo stared at Su Ying, said word by word, broke Su Ying's hand and strode out.

Su Ying stared at his back, confused and at a loss.

Mencius Luo has always been a gentle and tolerant big brother in front of her. He has never been so vicious.

At that time, Su Ying could not think that he would do more cruel things to her.

After Mencius Luo left that day, he went to the tavern.

Perhaps when every man is in pain and frustration, the first thing he thinks of is to numb himself with wine.

He drank a lot of wine, but he didn't relieve his heartache at all. Su Ying, he loves her so much and cares about her so much. He always cherishes her as the purest goddess in his mind. However, she didn't love him. She also told him that she wanted to marry others and spend her whole life with others

This totally unbearable fact made Mencius Luo's heart suffer like a sea of fire at the tip of a knife.

He can't imagine what his life would be like if he really lost Su Ying and if Su Ying really married Xiao Moxuan?

From childhood, Mencius Luo knew that Su Ying was his daughter-in-law and would be his woman when he grew up. He has been waiting and looking forward to this wish.

He didn't touch her. He didn't offend her. He always held her carefully as a baby because he thought the baby would belong to him sooner or later. He was willing to wait until the day when she really married herself.

But now, the baby will not belong to him and will be robbed by others. Mencius Luo couldn't bear the feeling that his beloved things were taken away.

He drank the last sip of muggy wine, and his heart also made an evil idea in an instant: he won't let Su Ying go! No matter what means, he will keep her by his side! Even if he can't keep her heart, he will keep her people forever!

And that bloody dark night is a painful memory that Su Ying will never forget.

It was already cloudy that day. In the evening, it suddenly rained heavily.

After Meng ziluo left Su Ying, he never returned to the general's house.

Su Ying always thinks of Mencius Luo with guilt, worries about him, and sleeps in bed uneasily. I just hope that when I see him again the next day, he has figured it out.

At that time, Su Ying never thought that Mencius Luo would later break into her room drunk, cry despite her plea and forcibly plunder her body.

When Mencius Luo broke in, he was drenched with rain, but he still couldn't hide his strong smell of wine.

Su Ying was startled by the sudden wet figure. When she saw clearly that it was Mencius Luo, she was relieved, distressed and concerned and said, "ziluo, why are you so wet? Go back and change your clothes quickly."

Without saying a word, Meng ziluo came and pushed her down on the bed, and then began to tear her clothes.

Seeing the burning desire in Meng ziluo's eyes, Su Ying really felt fear.

She struggled and her voice trembled: "ziluo, what are you doing? Don't do this!"

"I want you to know that I'm not just your brother!" Mencius Luo only said such a sentence and continued his crazy behavior.

At that moment, he had completely lost his mind.

He only knows that this woman is his and can only be his! No one can rob him. He must get her!

Su Ying struggled desperately to resist. She cried and begged him to let go of herself. Tears splashed on her cheeks, and the whole person was like a petal in a rainstorm.

Seeing Su Ying's panic and helplessness, Mencius Luo's heart couldn't bear it for a moment, but it was replaced by more fierce anger.

She resisted him so much and begged him so much just for another man. She just worked hard to protect her virginity for that man.

If he doesn't want her this time, he won't have a chance to get her again in the future. She will soon leave herself and throw herself into the arms of another man, which for Meng ziluo is tantamount to a late sentence.

Therefore, Mencius Luo was never soft hearted again.

Where is the petite and delicate Su Ying the opponent of Mencius Luo who practiced martial arts since childhood? Meng ziluo was no longer the big brother who obeyed her.

At that moment, Su Ying stopped struggling, tears were still flowing silently on her cheeks, but her heart seemed to be dead. She stopped moving and bore his crazy plunder on her.

The moment when he completely possessed Su Ying, Meng ziluo was never satisfied and down-to-earth. He finally got her. He finally had her completely. He was no longer afraid that someone could take Su Ying away from him.

Meng ziluo's mood is also very complex. He doesn't want to make su Ying sad, but he can't restrain his desire to want her.

Her cry made him uneasy, and the red blood exuded from her legs made him feel more distressed. He could only hold her and repeatedly said to her, "I will be good to you, I swear I will be good to you all my life, and I will marry you in three days."

"I'd rather die!" Su Ying cried. The sorrow is no greater than the death of her heart. Her heart to him is already dead.

She really would rather die than marry such a man.

Su Ying's decisive words made Mencius Luo's feelings of guilt and pity that had just sprouted in his heart disappear without a trace.

She would rather die than marry him. When he got her, she was still unwilling to marry him, which was an unbearable shame and heavy blow to Meng ziluo.