"Don't even think about it —" Misha suddenly felt disgusted by the woman in front of him. She clearly knew his personality, yet she still acted like this. Could it be that she was having second thoughts?
Seeing that Misha doubted her loyalty, Xia Xue immediately kowtowed and cried out, "Gongzi, Xia Xue did not betray you! Please believe in my loyalty! "
"Loyalty? Would a loyal person do such a thing? If I hadn't wandered around the courtyard today and overheard people talking about King Xiao Yao's marriage, I wouldn't have known when Su Mei got married! "
Misha roared out the last sentence.
At the thought that Su Mei might be Yi Lian, and that Xia Xue's actions would make him lose Yi Lian forever, Misha mercilessly lashed the whip in his hand at Xia Xue.
"Pa — Pa Pa —"
Xia Xue was also made of flesh and blood. Misha was originally a martial artist and had great strength. Now that the whip hit her body, Xia Xue frowned in pain but did not dare to make a sound.
After all, Su Mei's marriage was her fault. If she tried to find excuses for herself, she would definitely lose Mi Sha's trust. Maybe Misha would kick her out. No! She didn't want to leave the Young Master! The most important person in her life was Misha. Xia Xue did not dare to imagine what she would do if she left Misha.
When Misha was tired, he threw the whip to the ground.
"Xia Xue, you go! I don't want you anymore! " Misha turned his wheelchair and turned his back to Xia Xue. He didn't look at her who was covered with bruises and cuts, and his voice was cold. Betrayal after betrayal. He did not need such a disloyal servant by his side!
Hearing such words from Misha's mouth, Xia Xue's tears immediately rolled down. Just now, no matter how Misha punished her, Xia Xue did not make a sound. She gritted her teeth as if the pain was not on her, but on someone else. At this time, Misha's words, "I don't want you," caused all of Xia Xue's emotions to surge.
"Young Master, don't drive Xia Xue away!" Xia Xue knelt in front of Misha. Her salty tears touched the whip marks on her face, making her twitch in pain. But Xia Xue couldn't care less about that now. What she cared about most was Misha. If Misha did not want her anymore, where could she go?
"Young Master, it's my fault! I shouldn't have hidden the truth from Su Mei. It's my fault! Young Master, don't drive me away! I won't do it again! "
Xia Xue looked very pitiful. She kept kowtowing, trying to warm Misha's cold heart. She would rather be beaten by Misha than lose him.
"Young Master, please give me another chance! Mister, Xia Xue has served you for so many years. Please don't look at me for the sake of Buddha and forgive me this time! It's all my fault. Young Master, don't be angry! Please give me a chance, I beg you! "
The tear stains and the bloodstains on her face blended together. Xia Xue's originally pretty face couldn't be seen at this time. The sound of kowtowing reached Misha's ears, but it did nothing to change him. Xia Xue was the person closest to him. She took care of his food and clothing. If even Xia Xue was hiding from him and deceiving him, how could there be any sense of security?
"Young Master, you can hit me or scold me, but don't chase me away! If I leave, who will take care of the Young Master? Young Master, it's my fault. It's all my fault for making you angry. I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong! "
Xia Xue was very regretful at this moment. She already knew that Yi Lian's place in Misha's heart was incomparable to anyone else's, but she still had the wishful thinking. She hoped to surpass Yi Lian and live in Misha's heart. That was why she hid the matter of Su Mei's wedding. She didn't want Misha to find Yi Lian.
Now, after seeing Misha's expression, Xia Xue completely understood that in Misha's heart, Yi Lian's place was irreplaceable. No matter how many things she did, Misha would never look back at her. He wouldn't feel the slightest bit of pity for her. But, but she loved him like this!
Misha's jet-black eyes stared coldly at Xia Xue's tear-stained and bloodstained face. His expression didn't change at all. How could he not know what she was thinking? In his previous life, there were many women who threw themselves at him, but he had never cared about them.
If he wanted women, he just had to wave his hand and they would give themselves to him at any time. But he didn't like these people. Without love, how could he do it … He only loved Yi Lian. He loved the woman who was as noble as a snow lotus on Tianshan Mountain, and as charming as a mountain rose at other times. Compared to Yi Lian, these women were all trash. They would throw themselves at men whenever they saw them. How despicable!
No wonder things had progressed so slowly after coming to Beizhou. It was all because of Xia Xue's interference. What about the lack of manpower? What about the Infernal Region and Living Buddha Sect not being willing to give them information? These were all Xia Xue's one-sided story!
If Su Mei was Yi Lian, then Xia Xue's concealment would be a capital offense. Even if Su Mei wasn't Yi Lian, such a disloyal person couldn't be left to her own devices. Otherwise, she would be secretly pleased and think that he was lying to her out of curiosity.
Although Misha was very angry and wanted nothing more than to kill Xia Xue, he couldn't. After all, Xia Xue had been with him all these years. She had always been the one taking care of him. Moreover, they were far away from Penglai Island. He wouldn't be able to find someone he could use in such a short time. So, she still had some value.
"Give me the whip!" Misha stretched out his hand. When Xia Xue saw it, her eyes were filled with joy. Did the Young Master speak to her mean that he had forgiven her? Thinking of this, Xia Xue hurriedly picked up the leather whip on the ground. She held it with both hands and carefully handed it to Misha. She was like a lowly slave, waiting for her master's orders.
Misha didn't speak. Instead, he held the leather whip in reverse and used the handle to lift Xia Xue's scarred face.
"It's a pity for this face …"
Misha's gaze was unreadable. It was as if he was looking at prey. It made Xia Xue tremble with fear. Although she was afraid, Xia Xue didn't dare to complain. She knew that she had to seize the opportunity that Misha had given her. Otherwise, she would be driven away. She didn't want to leave Misha. She could only let Misha look at her face.
After looking for a while, Misha leaned on the wheelchair and threw the leather whip on the ground. His fingers slowly tapped on the handle of the wheelchair. "Xia Xue, since you said that you are loyal to me, do something for me to prove your loyalty!"
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