I glanced at Prince Yue, and Prince Yue's fiery eyes met mine. We looked at each other, and I couldn't help but sigh. Sigh, men are all like this. Even if it's a kitten, a dog, or even a piece of trash that has long been discarded, they can't be used as a threat.
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Looking at his expression, I guessed that he only had thoughts of exterminating the bandits. Fine, I'll earn my own living.
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But before I could gather my strength, Wang Ye opened his mouth: "Release Princess Consort Yue, I will leave you with an intact corpse. If you continue to resist stubbornly, this Wang will definitely tear you, your nine clan relatives into pieces, and grind your bones to dust!"
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Hearing this, my feet sank, and I silently gathered half of my strength, but stopped halfway. Could this be Prince Yue's plan? Perhaps he was angering the bandits so that they would reveal their weaknesses, so that it would be easier to attack?
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"Prince Yue, you …"
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Since ancient times, villains die because they talk too much. Prince Yue didn't give the bandits a chance. He raised his sword and viciously slashed through the air. I felt a gust of wind brush past my clothes and cut into the person behind me. I guessed that the wound wasn't light. The blood that splashed on me seeped through my clothes and stained my skin. There was so much blood that it could fill up half a basin.
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"Arrows!" Prince Yue ordered.
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"Ha!" The soldiers responded.
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"Release the arrows!" Prince Yue's voice was as fierce as the King of Hell, and his order was resolute.
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The soldiers shouted in unison, "Release!"
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The sound of ten thousand swords piercing through the air drowned out the rustling of the wind in the forest.
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"There are bandits, exterminate all of them!" Prince Yue raised his voice and shouted, "Kill!"
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All the officers and soldiers shouted in agreement, "Kill!"
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I stood in the middle of this Asura Field and watched as this group of people waved their blades and started fighting. Their blade techniques were ruthless and not sloppy at all, just like their slogan. Prince Yue took the lead and charged into the battle zone. Blood splattered everywhere with every swing of his blade. He looked like he was in a killing frenzy.
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How could these men in black be a match for these well-trained soldiers? Moreover, these soldiers were not ordinary soldiers. They were probably Prince Yue's personal guards. Each of them had a murderous aura. They were all capable people who had survived the battlefield.
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The battle ended as quickly as it started. I didn't see any of Prince Yue's soldiers get injured before the men in black were wiped out.
/p
"Draw your arrows and clear the area," Prince Yue ordered. "Do a headcount."
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Naturally, the generals responded, "Yes!"
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Prince Yue said, "Sheathe your saber!"
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Everyone sheathed their sabers in unison. Their movements were uniform. The cold gleam was so bright that it almost blinded my eyes.
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Prince Yue was different from the soldiers under his command. The soldiers sheathed their sabers. Prince Yue gave an order. Someone stepped forward and knelt down to receive the saber in his hand. Although his long saber had been wielded vigorously in battle, it did not seem to be light. The wielder of the saber seemed to be a burly man. When he received the saber, his muscles were tense. Just getting up after receiving the saber took a lot of effort.
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I don't know how heavy the saber is. I really want to try it.
/p
Thinking like this, my thoughts drifted away. The force on my wrist pulled my thoughts back. When I turned around, I saw the anger in Prince Yue's eyes. My heart skipped a beat, and I knew the situation wasn't good.
/p
He exerted force on my wrist and pulled me towards him. I smiled awkwardly at him. "Your Highness, y-y-you're hurting me."
/p
Prince Yue didn't change his posture, but he used less force. His eyes were still fixed on me. He ordered loudly, "Return to the troops!"
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Not to me.
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"Yes!"
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Our surroundings seemed to have become much more spacious. But after what had just happened, I wondered how many pairs of eyes were staring at the two of us. Thus, as if trying to curry favor with the prince, I smiled and said, "Your Highness, in front of so many people, at least leave me some face."
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If this continues, I'm still Princess Consort Yue, aren't I?
/p
Prince Yue's current state made me scared. No matter what I said, he was willing to do as I said, but he just did it silently. His eyes were fixed on me, and his anger didn't diminish. It gave me a bad premonition that a storm was about to come.
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This premonition came true very quickly. Duke Yue only bowed slightly before carrying me up. I didn't even have the time to cry out in surprise. My eyes flashed and I was already inside the newly purchased carriage. Duke Yue waved his long arm and the curtains of the only window that was illuminated were drawn. This carriage was really well sealed. Once the curtains were drawn, it was pitch-black and I couldn't see anything.
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I didn't do anything wrong, but I felt guilty in front of him. It was pitch-black in front of me, so I couldn't see if his eyes were still filled with anger. However, this feeling of being unable to see or touch made me feel even more uneasy. Thus, I reached out to grab something and softly called out, "Your Highness."
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I grabbed something soft and cold. When I touched it carefully, I could feel the fingernails and joints. It seemed to be a man's hand. It was slender and straight. If there was a bit of light, I would be able to see that it was a pair of beautiful hands.
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But didn't Prince Yue always wear leather gloves? Why was he wearing them?
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I grabbed his hand and slid my fingertips back and forth, trying to judge the object. He had a good temper and didn't bat an eyelid as he let me touch him. However, when I touched him casually, his fingers twitched a little. I could almost see his face. It seemed a little awkward and shy.
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Suddenly, there was the sound of clothes rubbing against each other. I could clearly feel someone pressing against me. There were only two people in the carriage. Prince Yue's mask was directly pressed against my face. It was cold and uncomfortable, which made me feel a little uncomfortable. However, this discomfort made me excited because it was Prince Yue. His lips were close to my ear and his breath slid over my cheek. His voice was like a rain of needles that penetrated my skin. I heard him say, "Chuizhu, you might as well kill me."
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I trembled and subconsciously said, "I wouldn't dare."
/p
Prince Yue continued coldly, "Kill me, cut out my heart, and chop it into pieces on a chopping board so that it can never beat again. Wouldn't that be better?"
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I answered honestly, "No."
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"No?" Prince Yue's voice was getting lower and lower. It was so low that I almost couldn't hear him. "You treat me like this and I'm constantly on edge. It's just a heart in my chest, but I feel like it's jumping from the thirty-third heaven to the eighteenth floor of hell. It's jumping back and forth before jumping back into my stomach. How bad do you make me feel, Chuizhu?"
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He didn't call me by my name often and he didn't get close to me like this. I thought we were a royal couple who treated each other with respect. However, when he called me that, I didn't know how to respond.
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He nestled his head in my neck and curled up like a worm in my arms. He took off his leather gloves. His hands were as cold as the temperature of a dead person. They slowly found my hands. They were like a guiding light in the dark. He placed me in an even colder place.
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My elbows were in a triangle with my forearms and my back arms, and my hands were held by him on top of my rib cage.
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Prince Yue's head was pressed against my chest. The cold thing I touched was the mask that Prince Yue always wore.
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His hand took mine, and both of our hands pressed against his mask. I vaguely knew what he wanted to do with me. Instinctively, I wanted to escape. Instinctively, I wanted to resist. But his grip on my hand was like a cage made of molten iron. He didn't use any strength, and I didn't feel any pain. I just couldn't break free. I couldn't escape.
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A kind of helplessness. A helplessness.
/p
But the cold touch constantly reminded me who the person lying on my chest was. The first time I saw Prince Yue's eyes, I cried. I don't know why I cried, but I felt that his eyes were a key. My long-buried and long-abandoned memories were tied together with his eyes.
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Fate made it so.
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It was a matter of life. Because of fate, I didn't look into it. I also didn't resist.
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I obeyed his instructions, and easily undid the lock on his mask. The mask was not heavy, and lightly fell on my chest. But the prince angrily threw it to the side, making a clear and crisp sound.
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Without the obstruction of the mask, his face was directly pressed against mine. Skin to skin, eyes to eyes, lips to lips, like a harmonious pair of male and female snakes. He entangled with me for a while, then withdrew. He let go of the strong male force that was restraining me, sat up slowly, and pressed his lips against my ear again.
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"Chuizhu." His lips were cold, but his breath was hot. It was like an arrow wrapped in ice that shot through me. "Kill me, will you?"
/p
The murmur and hoarse voice fused together like a demon's seduction. I couldn't help but tremble. My upper teeth bit my lower lip. I couldn't speak. I couldn't even spit out a word.
/p
"You've killed me."
/p
My eyes were full of tears. I didn't know if they were from fear or anger. It was too embarrassing.
/p
I wish I could gouge out their eyes, chop off their hands, pull out their tongues, and tear their souls apart. I resent the unfairness of the heavens, I resent the eternal separation between man and heaven, I resent the endless cycle of karma. I hate, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent the heavens, I resent
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"You can't," he kissed me carefully. "For hundreds of generations, you are the Chuizhu in my palm. You are the most noble and beautiful woman in the world. How can you be in danger?"
/p
Both of our clothes were in disarray. Your clothes were close to mine, and mine was yours.
/p
My breathing was like the tide of the river and the sea.
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"I can't live, Chuizhu."
/p
It was clearly a hand as cold as the iron bars of the Winter Solstice, so how could it stir up a ball of fire?
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My lower abdomen was tickled by his touch. His shaking fingertips brushed against my exposed skin. The itch seemed to be able to penetrate my skin and swim up my chest. Like the hair of a reed, it rubbed against my unguarded heart little by little.
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"Chuizhu," he whispered in my ear again, "I can't live."
/p
There was an unbearable itch in my heart. It traveled back and moved to my chest again. Ice-cold, fiery, cold and hot, yet they shared the same temperature. They were like a pile of scattered mud, intimately touching each other, carelessly pinching each other here and there.
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