Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Dozens of bodyguards appeared everywhere in the jungle. They knelt directly on the ground and said in unison, "prince."

Long Ziqing raised his hand and made a stop.

He just looked at Yunxi, his gentle eyes undulating and disappearing, shining long fireflies in the night sky.

Yunxi didn't answer longziqing's words. Instead, he bent over and directly grasped Shen Jinghong's hand, lifted him up, and said tentatively, "you're not like you. I'm afraid of you."

Her shoulders were very weak, but she carried his body at this time. Her small hands were soft and familiar in his hands. It seemed that he suddenly remembered the action he had just shaken off Yunxi's hand. Shen Jinghong suddenly felt that he was wrong.

For a moment, Shen Jinghong didn't know how to answer. His voice was very small: "I'm sorry..."

Shen Jinghong nodded, but saw that the man in White's eyes were as dark as gray at this time. His long clothes danced in the wind and crossed Yunxi's hands and hair. However, the man in white kept silent and stared at her gently.

Shen Jinghong clasped Yunxi's hand and returned to his playful look: "let's go, fiancee."

When he said the words "fiancee", he pulled his voice long, as if he were talking to long Ziqing.

Long Ziqing didn't look angry at the moment. Instead, he smiled and walked in the opposite direction. He brushed past Yunxi and still smiled warmly: "wait for me."

When Yunxi turned around, long Ziqing and the guards had already gone away.

His lightness skill should be excellent, Yunxi thought.

Along the way, Yunxi held the baggage in one hand and Shen Jinghong in the other, but he was silent.

He didn't ask her who longziqing was, and didn't say any more. A blood stain slowly crossed his beautiful side face. Yunxi quickly wiped his face with his sleeve.

"How can you bleed here? Where are you hurt?" Yunxi asked, gently dipping the blood stain on his sleeve.

"Shall we get married as soon as we get back?" his voice seemed to be praying for her response.

But Yunxi didn't answer. He directly held Yunxi's arm, but the corners of his lips rose, seemingly smiling, but his eyes were as obscene as an abyss.

Yunxi pretended to be relaxed and said, "Lord Shen, I --"

"From now on, you are not allowed to call me Lord Shen!" Shen Jinghong interrupted Yunxi, "it's too strange."

Shen Jinghong directly threw away the folding fan and hugged Yunxi. A moment later, it was cold and covered her lips.

Yunxi could hear his heart beating and the rustling of crows flying up and down the branches. He had never been so down in style.

Yunxi didn't push him away. Instead, he looked at him with his eyes open. His eyelashes trembled gently, like an obsidian butterfly taking off at any time.

Obviously, it's just a marriage. Why does he have a heart?

She is different from others. There is a painting house orphan who does not yield to fate in her body. She is not an innocent Yunfu girl. She was born for revenge!

Everything she had could be used without revenge.

Prince Beiyuan can be her tool to kill Ning Xiluo, so can Shen Jinghong?

Yunxi broke his hands, but his hands covered Shen Jinghong's face. Her eyes stared at him tightly and whispered, "after going back this time, we'll retire our marriage, okay?"

He looked at her for a long time, but didn't ask why. He just answered faintly, "well."

Shen Jinghong turned his back and walked ahead and limped.

A long time later, Yunxi still remembered that the stars were all over the sky this night, and the lush tree canopy floated in the yarn blown by the hot wind. Shen Jinghong's ink hair was stained with a lot of blood. There was no good place in his clean plain clothes. He didn't say a word or ask a word. He just turned his back to her and trembled slightly.

She wanted to go forward and hold him, but she couldn't.

If ningxiluo is killed, she will face endless pursuit and darkness. The person she can implicate must not be an ordinary person. She wants a country as a backing, and that person can only be longziqing.

Ahead, he suddenly fainted.

Yunxi ran up directly, but saw his pale handsome face without a blood color.

Beside him was the stream. Yunxi picked him up again and gently put him on the ground. He used a big stone as his pillow and gently wiped the sweat from his temples.

The grass on the ground was dyed red, and his blood seemed to be unstoppable. Yunxi directly tore Shen Jinghong's pants open. When he saw the bloody rotten meat, he felt painful.

She opened the baggage that long Ziqing had given her, tore a new dress, washed it in the stream, and carefully wiped the wound on his leg.

"This is a wound bitten by a wolf. If the rotten meat is unclear, your leg will be useless." her voice is very light, like asking, but his eyes don't open. If you really faint, you don't know the pain. Yunxi took out a dagger from his bag, bit his teeth, and dug hard——

The rotten meat fell.

The night was quiet, his lower lip had bitten out blood beads, and the sweat on his temples was more and more. Under the sharp pain, his body stretched straight, but he didn't move.

Yunxi felt his hands shaking, and tears ran down his eyes: "you woke up long ago, didn't you? Why don't you say it? If you say it, I'll bite you with my hand, and you won't hurt yourself!"

Shen Jinghong closed his eyes and opened them slightly. The pain in his body was far from the pain in his heart. Like a sarcastic smile, he opened his mouth slightly: "if you wake up, how can you take the initiative to hold me? If you wake up, what courage do I have for you to hold me? From beginning to end... I'm sorry."

He said this, but he kept silent.

From beginning to end, all he wanted was her. He can't say it, and he doesn't want to say it anymore.

Is the man in white whom she saw tonight the one she loves? So she gave him up, didn't she?

Yunxi lowered his eyes, crushed the herbs, directly covered Shen Jinghong's wound, tore up his clothes and tied them. During this time, he stopped talking, and she didn't know how to speak.

She gently untied Shen Jinghong's outer shirt, but he held his hand: "do you also want to help Shen with his physical injury?"

"If you don't deal with it, you will die." Yunxi clenched her lower lip, directly broke his hand, and took off his outer and inner clothes as quickly as possible. Her face was slightly red. She turned slightly sideways and didn't dare to look at him.

The white skin was covered with the scars of wolf claws. When the wolves attacked, he sacrificed too much to protect her. On the way to escape, he was scratched many times by branches and the arrow. This time, it was scarred and covered with blood. It was very scary.

He smiled wildly and gently raised the corners of his lips, which seemed to cover up the pain in his body. He propped up his upper body and tried hard to suck the scars into his eyes: "it's hard to see, isn't it, isn't it?"

Shen Jinghong clenched his outer shirt and wanted to wear it again, but Yunxi pulled it down: "every scar is left to protect me. How can it be ugly? I look so ugly. You didn't say I'm ugly."

The outer shirt fell to the ground. Shen Jinghong lay down again, but her eyes were full of her: "you look good."

Yunxi smiled at Shen Jinghong, but his tone was very soft and gentle: "only you think so."

Shen Jinghong felt warm in his heart. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from Yunxi's eyes. However, he blocked his heart by saying "try to accept me and give me a chance".

He drew back his hand and stopped looking at her.