Actually, he had been playing along with her.
What did he mean?
Feng Lingxue's dazed gaze slowly landed on the photo in his hands.
The photo was taken at Ah Jiao's Room. North Duke had looked for her and asked her to go to the Capital. On the surface, he had cooperated with Feng Lihen to seduce Gu Mohan, but his real motive was to seduce Xuan Ying.
He had … found out about it at that time?
So, when they first met in the capital, everything was under his control?
"I've been expanding my territory and the first place I wanted to take down was … the North Palace. Ha, I didn't expect North Duke to have designs on me and even sent me … an old lover."
Xuan Ying pinched Feng Lingxue's waist, raising his brows and looking extremely wild. "You're my old lover, it would be a waste if I didn't take advantage of you. That's why I played along and brought you back to my Snow Mountain Residence. While I was beating you up and humiliating you, I could also enjoy your beautiful body. I could even watch as you plotted against me like a bunch of clowns. Why wouldn't I do that?"
"You thought you drugged me, but there was actually an antidote on the rim of the wine glass. I was just using you to lure you into my trap.
"From the start, in my eyes, you're just a …" Xuan Ying lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "A lowly prostitute."
Feng Lingxue felt as though she was being pushed into an abyss. Her mind exploded and she couldn't think anymore.
So he was the one who set this up.
And she was just a pawn.
"I don't believe you. You even took me on the cable car ride and you even called me Lingling …"
"Ha." Xuan Ying forced a cold laugh out of his throat. "Do you know how I felt at that time? I felt like … vomiting."
Feng Lingxue's eyes instantly turned pale and empty. She looked at his thin lips. She never knew that he was so good at talking. Just a few words from him made her feel as though a knife was stabbing into her heart.
It hurt.
Her entire body hurt.
She curled up in pain, not understanding what he was saying.
He already hated her to this extent.
Feng Lingxue's eyes reddened, even her eyes were covered with a layer of watery mist.
"You're going to cry?" Xuan Ying reached out to pinch her jaw. His thin lips curved into a faint smile, filled with disgust and humiliation. "Stop your fake tears. From the moment you betrayed me three years ago, I've already removed you from my heart. I only have … hatred for you."
She understood.
She understood everything.
He didn't love her anymore.
The beautiful memories she had in her heart, the cableway he had taken her on, and the way he had called her Lingling were all fake.
She didn't dream anymore. Her Brother Ying was really dead.
With a flick of his hand, her limp body fell onto the carpet like a kite.
Xuan Xuan Xuan Xuan Xuan Xuan's face. Xuan Xuan Xuan Xuan Xuan's..
He stood up and stepped on Xuan Mu's face. "From now on, you will live in the South Palace with your loving parents and enjoy the rest of your life."
Xuan Mu's aide quickly knelt down. "Silver Mask King, you're our Master from now on!"
Xuan Mu only knew how to flirt and had no talent at all. His subordinates were filled with resentment and they all admired Xuan Ying.
Now that the chance had come, the soldiers quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Xuan Ying, showing their sincerity.
"Silver Mask King, we'll treat you as our master from now on!" Everyone knelt down.
Feng Lingxue's face was pale as she lifted her eyes to look at Xuan Ying. The man stood tall in the middle of the living room, the crystal chandelier hanging above his head, illuminating his entire body. He was being worshipped by tens of thousands of people.
Cold, arrogant, noble, savage, wild. In the future, he would definitely conquer the world.
Hearing the cheers, Feng Lingxue lifted her cold hands and covered her face. Hot tears flowed through her fingers, but she still managed to smile through her tears.
How nice.
As long as he was well, she would be well.
North Duke was filled with regret when he saw this scene. Now that Xuan Mu's military seal had been taken away, Xuan Ying probably wanted to imprison the South Duke and his son in the South Palace. From now on, the South Palace would be a thing of the past. Xuan Ying had taken away all the real military power.
She hadn't expected this lowly man to be so ruthless and ruthless. It made her shudder.
"Silver Mask King, how are you going to deal with me? If you dare touch me, the North Palace's army will flatten this place! "
The corners of Xuan Ying's thin lips kicked up. "North Duke, you can leave now. Please."
What?
North Duke's expression changed. He was letting him off so easily?
Although North Duke had his suspicions, he left the place immediately.
When he reached the door, Xuan Ying's cold voice came from behind. "That's right, North Duke, I forgot to tell you something. I've already collaborated with your illegitimate son, Feng Lihen. While you were here, Feng Lihen has already taken over the North Palace, so the North Palace has a new owner now."
North Duke sucked in a breath of cold air. His base camp was gone?
Feng Lihen had become the new North Duke.
Preposterous!
With a pfft, he spat out a mouthful of blood and directly fell to the ground.
North Duke was probably half-dead. Feng Lingxue was stunned. She couldn't let him die, he hadn't told her where Mu Mu was.
Getting up, she quickly ran towards North Duke.
"Miss Feng, please wait." But Ah Zhou stopped her.
"Let me go. I want to see my father!"
"Ha." Xuan Ying chuckled. "What a loving father and filial daughter. It's so touching."
Feng Lingxue turned around to look at Xuan Ying. Her pale face was covered in tears. With a thud, she knelt down.
"Spare my father. Don't let him die. He really can't die … I'll kowtow to you. I'll definitely serve you well in the future …"
Feng Lingxue kowtowed with all her might. Her fair forehead knocked against the carpet, making a loud thud.
Soon, a piece of skin broke on her forehead, revealing the flesh underneath.
Xuan Ying stood in front of her, looking down at her. "Serve me? Who said I need you to serve me in the future? "
Feng Lingxue froze, looking at him in a daze. She didn't understand what he meant.
Xuan Ying looked at her coldly. "Even if I touch you now, I'm afraid I'll dirty my hands. You really disgust me."
With that, his thin lips curved into a devilish smile. "Listen up, I'm giving you to … my Elder Brother Xuan Mu. I kicked him and I don't know if he'll be able to do it in the future. But I've heard that eunuchs are even more perverted. They have many ways to torture women. You can enjoy it in the future."
He … he was giving her away?
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