"Stop! Stop it, everyone!"

Looking around, there was no flute player in sight. Chu Zhiling roared like a lion, and his whole body fell into rage and impatience.

Zhu Yan raised his eyes, waved his hand, and signaled the guards to stop. At this time, the sound of the flute hidden in the darkness suddenly disappeared.

It seemed like it had lost focus and became very dim.

"Tell me, what are the conditions?" Chu Zhiling hugged Xin Yue tightly and looked at Zhu Yan coldly, "Do you want me to withdraw from Southeast China Sea? How much money should I contribute every year, or..."

"I don't need any of this." Zhu Yan shook his head lightly.

"Then what do you want?" Chu Zhiling frowned.

"I want your life."

Zhu Yan looked at Chu Zhiling steadily, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Chu Zhiling sneered: "You are just a woman, and you asked me to hand over my life to you. Zhu Yan, are you too naive or do you have no brains at all today?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Zhu Yan didn't say anything, he just took out a flute from his sleeve, put it to his lips, and played it gently.

"ah……"

Xin Yue, who had just stabilized, began to struggle painfully again.

The cold wind blew by, and the only sound of Xin Yue's painful gasping could be heard in the air.

Chu Zhiling clenched his hands tightly into fists, and finally let go, with a cold determination in his brows:

"Stop bragging."

Zhu Yan put down his flute, his eyes as black as ink, and looked at Chu Zhiling.

"It's cold outside, let me carry my wife inside first."

"Brother...brother!"

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Chu Zhiling's brothers realized Chu Zhiling's determination and began to try to block Chu Zhiling's way.

"Get out of the way."

Chu Zhiling pushed several people over with one hand, walked into the room with Xin Yue in his arms, and then closed the door with a bang.

In the dim light, he stepped heavily on the carpet and walked towards the big bed.

He put Xin Yue on the bed, took off his clothes that were originally covering her, found some clothes from the cabinet and put them on for Xin Yue.

Xin Yue's face was pale, but no longer in the same pain as before. She grabbed Chu Zhiling's hand with a calm expression and said in a cold voice:

"My life and death has nothing to do with you. From the day I left you, I will never look back, so you should stop being so sentimental here."

Chu Zhiling was stunned for a moment, but then he reached out and took her into his arms.

"I can't help but watch you in pain."

Xin Yue's back stiffened and tears welled up in her eyes. She forced herself to push back all her emotions and said in a cold and authentic voice:

"Whether I am in pain or not has nothing to do with you. If you die, I will not be grateful to you at all."

Chu Zhiling didn't seem to hear her cruel words. He put his hands around her waist, brought his handsome face close to her pink lips, and kissed her tenderly.

"As long as you're fine."

Xin Yue clenched her fists tightly and tried to calm the shaking of her shoulders. She gritted her teeth and pushed him away cruelly.

"Don't touch me, I hate your touch."

Chu Zhiling was startled, pursed her lips, and let go of the hand around her waist.

He put her on the bed, pulled the quilt over her, hesitated for a moment, and finally touched her forehead lightly with his lips, saying to her like he did a long time ago: "Good night, madam."

Then he walked outside step by step, the deathly look between his brows getting thicker and thicker.

Outside, there is a quiet wind swirling and dancing.

The quilt on the bed was lifted, and footsteps could be heard.

Suddenly, a pair of slender hands wrapped around Chu Zhiling's waist. The girl's face was pressed against his back and she hugged his waist tightly. All the disguised emotions suddenly collapsed, and she cried:

"Don't go, Chu Zhiling, don't go."

"Madam." Listening to her anxious words, Chu Zhiling called Xin Yue and said softly, "I am very happy."

"Don't die, don't die for me, Chu Zhiling." Xin Yue seemed unaware, still stubbornly pressing his face against his back, begging with tears in his eyes.

Chu Zhiling stretched out his hand and covered Xin Yue's cold little hand, enjoying the moment of peace. Then, without hesitation, he opened Xin Yue's fingers one by one.

He took a step forward.

The weak Xin Yue didn't know where the strength came from, and he trotted to stop in front of Chu Zhiling, with tears rolling down his face:

"Don't go."

Chu Zhiling stretched out his hand, frowned slightly, and wiped the tears from her face with his sleeve. He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the girl threw herself into his arms.

"You run away quickly. I'm fine. I'm not in pain. I can bear it. Zhu Yan won't kill me. I beg you to take your people and run away."

"I won't kill you, but I will make your life worse than death." Chu Zhiling hugged her, with mixed emotions in his voice. He raised her chin, looked seriously into her tearful eyes, and said in a deep voice, "

If I can’t even protect my own woman, then what kind of man am I?”

Not giving Xin Yue another chance to speak, he looked at her and pressed a kiss on her lips, gently, as light as cherry blossoms falling to the ground.

Xin Yue hugged him tightly, as if he would disappear in the next second.

"Why are you willing to die for me when I say I hate you?"

Xin Yue's voice was muffled, and his head was buried tightly in Chu Zhiling's arms.

"Because I know that you don't want to see me die and want to force me to leave you."

The girl was startled, raised her head, her eyes were bright, as soft and cute as a small animal, her brows furrowed and she said, "Then don't die, okay?"

Chu Zhiling reached out and stroked Xin Yue's flowing hair, and smiled lightly: "What's more terrifying than my death is that I see you struggling in pain, but I can't reach out."

The woman's green hair is hanging down, her clothes are swaying, her delicate and beautiful face looks very pale under the moonlight, as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent, her eyes are full of tears under her slender black eyebrows, her skin is like jade, a pair of

The slender hands tightly grabbed the man's clothes around his waist, and his clear eyes were filled with stubbornness and stubbornness.

Chu Zhiling looked at her deeply, as if trying to remember her appearance in his heart. He leaned forward, placed his lips on her eyes that were suddenly closed, and pressed a soft and shallow kiss.

"I'm leaving, ma'am."

Xin Yue's pupils suddenly tightened, and at this moment, a violent force came from his neck. Xin Yue's eyes were instantly dizzy, and with a soft pop, her body fell limply into Chu Zhiling's arms.

A blow of the hand knife knocked Xin Yue unconscious. Chu Zhiling held the thin girl in his arms, carried her to the bed, slowly pulled up the quilt, his eyes stayed on her sleeping face for a moment, and then walked away without looking back.

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