His voice was a little dull and dumb, and the deliberate and gentle tone and the warm breath that followed could almost touch anyone's heartstrings.

But at this time, I just felt fear.

He held both hands and looked like a butterfly whose wings were nailed to fly, and this posture without resistance not only made me feel humiliated, but also scared.

Feeling my stiff fear, he sighed and slowly relaxed the strength of his hands, but did not completely let go of my hands. Instead, he slowly stroked his arms exposed from his sleeves, gently stroked my shoulders, rubbed them twice, and then whispered: "I said everything, don't be afraid of me."

“…”

"Even if I kill all the people in the world, I won't hurt you."

“…”

"Why are you afraid of me?"

“…”

As he said these words, the silence around him had been completely broken. I could hear another war begin. The ship was shaking violently in the surging rivers. Some were shouting, some were roaring at the tiger, and the strong killing aura filled the whole night.

He is going to attack Yangzhou again.

What kind of tragic war will be like this night? Will the river water be dyed red again? Will the sky be dim for the killing of this night again? How many people will die? How many families will be broken? How many eyes of expectation will fall into despair from then on?

I slowly closed my eyes, and hot tears poured out of my eyes.

He immediately felt the wetness. The two of them were so close that there was nothing to hide. He even knew the pain and helplessness in my heart. However, he did not intend to relax. He seemed to want to do this, making me breathless, and even let me have no room to think and see.

I could no longer suppress the pain in my heart and cried out.

In such a dark night, the cry of a woman mourning is enough to break anyone's heart.

Hearing my sad crying sounded in the night, he slowly supported himself, turned his head and kissed my cheek.

Tears were gently kissed by him.

However, the next wave of tears flooded uncontrollably, as if the river flowing under your feet would never calm down from tonight.

His hands slowly reached to my back, tightly locking me in my arms. The two of them were tightly pressed together, without even a gap. Even if I wanted to struggle or stay away from him, he would immediately fill the gap with another posture.

All breathing and heartbeat were under his control.

He kissed my cheek and said softly in a vague way: "Don't cry, light, don't cry..."

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That night, he did not touch me, nor did I faint and lose consciousness under his torture.

But he was forced to endure another kind of pain.

I couldn't sleep all night, and was hugged by his hands. I felt his breath blowing through his ears and neck. I could see his quiet outline in the darkness, and what made me unable to sleep the most was the sound outside.

He probably consciously wanted to stay by my side when the war broke out. He was afraid that I would collapse, but in this way, I heard everything that was happening outside in an extremely awake state.

Roar, cry, scream-

Helplessness, despair, pain...

By the time all the sounds and emotions slowly subsided, my empty eyes that had been wide open all night had dried up.

There was a little light, and I didn't know where I seeped into this room.

Pei Yuanxiu opened his eyes.

The eyes that were so close to me were covered with red blood, as if they hadn't slept all night. I didn't know if he was asleep. Although he closed his eyes all night and breathed evenly, the arms that were imprisoning me did not release them all night.

He looked at me with a clear look.

"Didn't you sleep?"

“…”

"I know it was too noisy last night, it must have made you unable to sleep."

“…”

"Anyway, there is still some time before dawn. Do you have a sleep for a while?"

I curled up in the quilt, looking at him with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Last night, it was indeed too noisy. I heard the sound of fighting all night, and it was only slowly calmed down just now. What was the situation of the battle? I don’t know. How many people died? I don’t know. Is it already there in Yangzhou?

have no idea!

And he, as the hand behind the entire war, never left the room overnight.

Of course, he doesn't need to go out to the deck to face danger, and he doesn't need to fight with people with one sword or another. Even under normal circumstances, he shouldn't appear on this river when the war begins, because his safety is not only related to the situation of the war, but also to the situation in the whole world. The son of a daughter cannot sit in the hall, let alone him. But under normal circumstances, everyone will worry about the development of the situation, and everyone will want to obtain information on the battlefield as soon as possible.

But he didn't.

He didn't leave me a single step, nor did he get in from outside.

If it is not indifferent, it is because he is very confident.

When he met my flickering gaze, he smiled again, supported one hand on the bed, leaned down, and gently kissed my forehead.

"You go to bed, I'm out."

After saying that, he got up and put on his clothes, and even turned around and tucked the brocade quilt on me again, then put down the curtain, turned around and walked out.

The moment the hatch door was closed, I saw the dark-skinned child again, carrying a basin of water through the door.

The flash of figure made my originally chaotic mind suddenly stumble.

The next moment, the hatch door was closed.

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From that day on, almost every night, Pei Yuanxiu would come to my room.

Sometimes, he wouldn't touch me, but just reached out and locked me firmly in his arms and slept quietly for one night - of course, that kind of quietness was just opposite, and often at that time, there was a sound of killing outside.

But sometimes it will be torture all night long.

My resistance, struggle, begging, and crying were useless in the end, and gradually, I became numb.

When he arrived, I would tremble and be afraid, but I would no longer dare to resist. Even if the thin body that was hugged by him was cramped and cold, I would not dare to resist him at all.

Almost every day, a person will be dragged out of the room and killed after begging.

For all kinds of reasons - I refuse to eat well, I refuse to drink water well, I refuse to add clothes when it gets cold, and I am silent when facing him... Any action that is unsatisfactory to him will become a slaughter knife that falls on someone's head, but my begging will not work.

In the end, I became a very obedient doll.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at the pale face reflected in the mirror, with completely lost eyes. A maid stood carefully behind me and combed my long hair. Each comb was so soft that it was almost impossible to feel it.

Because just yesterday, a maid frowned when she was combing her hair and was dragged out.

After combing the last bit, she breathed a sigh of relief and took a step back.

"Miss Yan, it's done."

I raised my eyes and looked at myself in the mirror, without saying anything.

And at this time, the hatch door opened.

No one would come uninvited. Most of the time, no one would be willing to step into this room. After he left and fell into a coma, I heard someone outside whispering that there was a demon living in this room, and that everyone would not be willing to approach the door at all without any trouble.

His figure was reflected in the mirror.

The maid hurriedly stepped aside and bowed down to salute in a regular manner: "Young Master."

He walked behind me, and his hands naturally placed on my shoulders. After feeling me twitching slightly, he slowly became stiff and calmed down. A faint smile appeared on the handsome face reflected in the mirror.

"How is your spirit today?"

“…”

"I think you're much better than before."

“…”

"Just look bad. Look at you, aren't you having a good meal?"

As soon as he heard this, the maid who was combing her hair subconsciously took a step back and almost fell in panic.

I raised my head and met his gaze in the mirror. He was looking at my pale cheeks with concern. Because I had lost a lot of weight, my chin became pointed. He just asked me to wash up, but he didn't force me to dress up. So my pale face and bloodless lips revealed the haggardness accumulated over the days.

He held my shoulders and used some strength slightly: "Why can't you always take good care of yourself?"

As he said, he held my shoulders, slowly lowered his head, and said in my ear: "Light, it won't take long to go, this world will become different. It will belong to us. When that time comes, what you want the world to become, it will become."

“…”

"You have to be well enough to see all this happening on that day. Do you understand?"

“…”

"If you can't take good care of yourself yet, then-"

Seeing that the maid behind me was so scared that she was almost kneeling down, I suddenly raised my eyes and met his gaze in the mirror: "I don't."

His eyebrows slightly raised, and his eyes flashed.

This is the first time I have spoken to him these days.

Since I knew I couldn't fight and saw too many deaths, I became obedient. While I was obedient, I didn't have to resist and beg for mercy. Although my murmur looks were not very interesting, it made him very satisfied.

But as soon as he heard me speak, a hint of joy flashed across his face.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!