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Chapter 1301

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Shen Wanqing was slightly regretful. "Alright then." She let go.

He Ziyu finally let out a sigh of relief when he was free, but he didn't expect that the person next to him would flip over and land on top of him in the next second.

The other's hand was on one side of him, the slender and familiar body pressed against him. Their breaths matched and they were very close.

He Ziyu was shocked, "Shen Wanqing, what are you doing!"

Shen Wanqing grabbed He Ziyu's hand that was reaching out to push her away. She looked down at He Ziyu, "I don't like that so-called scholar, really. Emperor, the me two years ago wasn't the same as the me now. Don't delve into the past, because that wasn't me. "

"Perhaps the Shen Wanqing in the past really did like that scholar and cut her wrist to commit suicide for that scholar, but that was someone else, not me." Shen Wanqing held He Ziyu's hand, her thin lips kissing his fingertips in an incomparably gentle manner.

He Ziyu's pupils contracted, his brown pupils flashing in the moonlight. He looked at Shen Wanqing in front of him and then pursed his lips and turned his head away.

Shen Wanqing looked at him and then suddenly leaned over. She kissed the slender neck that was exposed because the girl had turned her head away. She felt the person under her tremble.

"Emperor still doesn't believe this concubine?" she asked in a low voice.

He Ziyu pursed his lips, not willing to turn his head away.

Shen Wanqing didn't force him, only lightly kissing the other's long neck. She slid down the long neck and lingered on the delicate and white collarbone.

She heard the other's breathing become heavier. After a while, He Ziyu really couldn't take it anymore and turned his head away.

The corners of his eyes were incomparably red and his eyelashes trembled in discomfort.

He Ziyu restrained himself, "Why are you so skilled?"

The corners of his eyes were red and misty. His trembling eyelashes made him look extremely helpless.

In the past, he had been very confused as to why Shen Wanqing's every move was as if she was a veteran in love. Now he finally understood. It was because she used to have someone she liked very much. She must have done something like this with that person, right?

Otherwise, how could he be so familiar with the road?

Thinking about how the girl had been so intimate with other people before, He Ziyu felt his entire being become incomparably ruthless. The rolling hostility was like a drowning ice-cold lake that tightly wrapped around him, making him irritable.

If he wanted to destroy something, he might as well destroy it completely.

Shen Wanqing paused. This …

Looking at the hesitant Shen Wanqing, He Ziyu laughed coldly and sarcastically.

"You've loved someone else, you've touched someone else, you …" He pointed his finger at Shen Wanqing's chest. "You've also had someone else here!"

The moment he found out, his heart sank to the bottom of the lake, as if he had been abandoned.

His fingertips were cold, and the whole world fell apart and ceased to exist.

He Ziyu's eyes were cold and indifferent. "Is it funny? You used to ask me these questions too. How could you have the nerve to ask me back then? "

Shen Wanqing was speechless. She …

He Ziyu snorted coldly and pushed away Shen Wanqing, who was on top of him, with disgust.

Shen Wanqing was pushed away by He Ziyu without warning. She came back to her senses and quickly pressed herself back down.

Looking at his angry eyes, Shen Wanqing quickly kissed him to please him. "Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's really not what you think."

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