Mo Xiuyao turned around to look at the other side. He hugged Ye Li and turned into an even more secluded path. Very quickly, he found a secluded and flat area. He hugged Ye Li and sat down. Only then did he smile at her and say, "We finally got rid of them." Ye Li was speechless. She finally understood what she thought was wrong. She had never seen Mo Xiuyao like this before. In the past, Mo Xiuyao would occasionally tease and tease her. After he succeeded, he would proudly smile at her. But that smile was always gentle and confident. Even if it was gentle, it still made people feel strong and at ease. But now, Mo Xiuyao's proud smile had a trace of willfulness and recklessness.
"Xiuyao … what's wrong?" Ye Li frowned. She raised her hand to touch his pale face. "Sorry, I made you worry."
Mo Xiuyao buried his face in her hair and said in a muffled voice, "Li, I want to kill them."
Ye Li was stunned, "Them? Who? "
"Everyone!" Mo Xiuyao's voice was filled with killing intent. He tightly wrapped Ye Li in his arms and said, "Kill everyone … those who hurt Li Li … they all deserve to die! And those eyesores, I only want Li Li … everyone else can die! " Ye Li's heart trembled. She slightly pushed Mo Xiuyao away with trembling hands. She lifted his face that was buried in her hair and looked at Mo Xiuyao's face that was still filled with killing intent and ruthlessness. Mo Xiuyao also saw his own appearance in her eyes. The gentleness that he once pretended to be was completely gone. Actually … Mo Xiuyao had never been truly gentle, and he had never felt that there was anything wrong with it. However, in Ye Li's eyes, he was undoubtedly ugly. His mask was easily removed by Ye Li, revealing the hideous scar on the left side of his face and the remaining murderous aura on his face. He didn't look like the gentle and cold Prince that people usually thought of. Instead, he looked more like a life-reaping Asura from hell.
"Li Li, are you afraid of me …" Mo Xiuyao stared at the woman in his arms. His voice was filled with a trace of grievance and fragility, but the arrogance on his face only grew stronger. His gentleness, indifference, and wisdom had always been a pretense. The real Mo Xiuyao had always been someone who made a clear distinction between love and hate, and acted recklessly. The Mo Xiuyao of the past rode his horse around the capital in high spirits, using the long whip in his hand to punish the hedonistic scoundrels, and above, to punish the descendants of the imperial family. The treasured sword in his hand would slay gods and Buddhas if they tried to stop him. But the current Mo Xiuyao, without that pretense, was covered in wounds and his heart was filled with resentment and killing intent. He was no longer the fiery and bright youth from before. He didn't know if he should be happy that Li hadn't seen his former high spirits, or if he should hate himself for only being able to give her this imperfect version of himself. "Li …"
"What nonsense are you saying." Ye Li sighed. She sat up and gently placed a kiss on his lips. She didn't know how the man in front of her had spent these past few months, but she clearly knew that his worry, pain, and resentment were all because of her. Hugging his neck, Ye Li seriously looked at him and said in a low voice, "Xiuyao, no matter what happens, I won't leave you. Here … "She gently placed his hand on her round belly and said in a soft voice," There is already our baby here. Xiuyao … very soon, we will have a complete home. "
Mo Xiuyao was stunned. In fact, from the very beginning, he hadn't noticed the child at all. Fortunately, he was too careful when holding Ye Li, so he didn't hurt the child. He stared blankly at his hand's already very big belly and felt the gentle movements of his hand from time to time. Mo Xiuyao frowned. He once again held Ye Li in his arms and said unhappily, "I hate children! Li Li, I only want you … "Ye Li blinked. Looking at the man in front of her who was acting like a child, she couldn't say a single word of anger. Mo Xiuyao never hated children. When they were in love, he had also looked forward to the arrival of a child. Very quickly, Ye Li understood why he had such a reaction. It was because she was pregnant and couldn't move freely, which caused them to retreat slowly. Mo Xiuyao blamed her falling off the cliff on the child. She helplessly comforted the man who rarely threw a tantrum. "I love him … He is our child …"
Mo Xiuyao's body slightly stiffened. He raised his head again and stared at her. Ye Li looked at him with a puzzled expression and softly said, "What's wrong?" Mo Xiuyao pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He just stared at her without letting go.
Ye Li helplessly sighed. It was hard to guess the thoughts of a man who was throwing a tantrum. Mo Xiuyao looked at her for a long time. His gaze moved to that round belly, and his eyes were filled with anger and jealousy. Ye Li was stunned. Thinking back to what she had just said, she couldn't help but smile. She reached out and raised Mo Xiuyao's face to face her. Ye Li softly smiled and whispered in his ear, "Xiuyao, I love the baby because … I love his father more … do you understand?"
In an instant, it was as if spring had returned to the earth. His originally gloomy eyes were filled with gentle starlight. Mo Xiuyao lowered his head and fiercely kissed those sweet lips. He had never felt that there were such moving words in the world. He couldn't help but want to drown in them and never wake up. "Li … Li, I love you … Mo Xiuyao will only love Li alone in this life …"
Ye Li raised her hand and hugged his shoulder. She responded to this long-awaited kiss. "I know … I also …"
Under the evening sun, on the quiet hillside, the two people who had been separated for a long time exchanged their love and longing for each other. Their lips and tongues intertwined, and their breaths became one. Mo Xiuyao tightly held the gentle woman in front of him in his arms. "Li … Li, no one can take you away from me …"
"Xiuyao …"
The evening breeze gently blew, bringing a trace of coolness to the hot summer day. Ye Li opened her eyes and looked at the man who was hugging her and sleeping soundly on the hillside. She couldn't help but smile. They were both too tired. Two adults sitting here actually fell asleep without any warning. If their enemies knew about this, who knew how they would wring their hands and sigh. As soon as she moved, Mo Xiuyao immediately opened his eyes. "Li Li?" Ye Li comforted him with a faint smile. "It's okay. If you're tired, then rest for a while. We'll go back later." Since it was already so late, it didn't matter if it was a little later. Mo Xiuyao still frowned even in his deep sleep. Ye Li's heart ached slightly.
Mo Xiuyao closed his eyes again. He buried his face in Ye Li's arms and breathed in the familiar fragrance. His furrowed brows gradually relaxed. The familiar pain gradually spread from his leg to his entire body, but he didn't want to pay attention to it. Only after a few months did he realize that the monthly pain was nothing at all. Sometimes, he even looked forward to that kind of pain. Because only when he was in that kind of intense pain could he ignore the endless darkness and coldness in his heart. Only then could he suppress the crazy thoughts that wanted to destroy everything in his heart. Right now … it was very good …
Ye Li lowered her head and gently flicked the leaves that fell on his shoulder. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his black hair. Ye Li's hand paused for a moment, and her fingertips trembled slightly. She carefully touched his hair, and a wisp of grey leaked out from his jet-black hair. She raised her hand and gently stroked his hair. Her fingers were gradually dyed with a faint black color. Suddenly, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, like a broken string of pearls sliding down her cheeks.
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