met free Chapter 145 He looked at Su Yingxue in front of him and sneered, "So my sister can feel pain to
Chapter 145 He looked at Su Yingxue in front of him and sneered, "So my sister can feel pain to
Su Yingxue looked at him, pitiful, like a dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy, or a cat slave pretending to be clever and obedient. She looked at him with a pair of innocent and clear eyes, and pleaded softly, "Brother...brother, you hurt me..."
"My wrist is so painful from being grabbed, and the table is making me feel so uncomfortable. Can you please let me up?"
She speaks softly and in a sweet and flattering manner.
Chu Xingchen frowned slightly.
"Does it hurt?" He looked at Su Yingxue in front of him and sneered, "So, sister can feel pain too?"
Su Yingxue was stunned when she heard this. How could she not feel any pain? She was also a mortal being? Was that okay?
Chu Xingchen's face was gloomy, his tone cold. He looked down at her and said coldly, "Since you know it will hurt, why don't you know it? Xingchen will also feel heartbroken when he sees you being unclear with others!"
Chu Xingchen grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him.
At least at this moment, in Su Yingxue's eyes, there could only be him, Chu Xingchen, and she could only see him, Chu Xingchen.
Chu Xingchen spoke coldly, and his eyes, looking at her, were filled with infatuation, obsession, anger, sadness, jealousy, and a mixture of various emotions.
For a moment, he couldn't help but envy Mo Yunsheng, envying him for always being as spotless as his white clothes. He also envied the genuine joy in his sister's eyes when she looked at him.
His elder sister was really just short of having the words "I love Yunsheng" written all over her face.
For a moment, he really wanted to be Mo Yunsheng.
He missed his Poppy. In his eyes and heart, it was all him, not Mo Yunsheng.
"Sister, who allowed you to use this hand to hold someone else's hand?" Chu Xingchen grabbed her hand with one hand, took out a handkerchief from his arms with the other hand, and began to wipe her fair and slender palm.
He didn't stop until her snow-white palms became red and hot.
At this moment, Su Yingxue was really frightened by Chu Xingchen in front of her.
In his eyes, there was anger, jealousy, paranoia, and sinisterness.
She was afraid to see the deep, persistent, and obsessive love in his eyes. That love was too turbulent and deep, and she was like a drowning person, wrapped in his love, drowned, floating and sinking, and floating again.
The suppressed and surging love made her feel a little breathless.
Obviously, he should hate her.
Why was there only paranoia in his eyes towards her now?
Su Yingxue didn't understand.
"Sister," Chu Xingchen rubbed her palms until they turned red before letting her go.
"Sister, I won't let you stay with him anymore!"
Chu Xingchen was cold-hearted and cold-eyed, with a burning look in his eyes.
"If he dares to touch you again, I will cut off whichever hand he used!" Chu Xingchen looked at her coldly, looking at her slightly frightened eyes because of his words, and looking at the deep fear of him in her eyes.
Are you afraid?
That's fine. Chu Xingchen sneered in his heart.
After all, it is better to be afraid than to have no feeling at all.
After all, it is better to be afraid than to care about nothing.
At least, she was afraid of him and no longer treated her like a stranger.
"Chu Xingchen, no..." Su Yingxue's eyes were full of disappointment. She felt that she had not taught her well. Her long-cherished wish was to make Chu Xingchen a modest gentleman like Mo Yunsheng and Yuan Lilan!
"Brother, it's my sister's fault..."
Su Yingxue's face and eyes were full of disappointment.
"Sister, you shouldn't think that you can turn you into a modest gentleman like Brother Mo..." Su Yingxue sighed lightly.
Years of abuse and whipping from his former host had given him his paranoid, sinister, and yandere side. That was Su Yingxue's fault, and she couldn't really blame him.
"Yuan Chi Li Lan? A modest gentleman?" Chu Xingchen snorted coldly when he heard that. How could he not want to be such a noble and upright person, but did the world give him such an opportunity?
Chu Xingchen's eyes were cold and grim. If he hadn't planned to resist, the cruel and cruel capital of Dasheng would have turned him into a pile of bones long ago.
"Sister..." Chu Xingchen's eyes were full of paranoia and loss. He suddenly understood that the person in his sister's heart was not really him.
"Chu Xingchen," Su Yingxue raised her eyes, looked at the young man in front of her seriously, and said word by word, "If you keep forcing me like this, how can I fall in love with you willingly?"
Chu Xingchen loosened his grip when he heard this.
He looked at Su Yingxue with some confusion, and asked with some sadness and sarcasm, "If Xingchen didn't force me, would I fall in love with him?"
Chu Xingchen stared at Su Yingxue with a sharp gaze. Finally, with a strong force, he pulled her up and forced her to sit on the chair.
He took the pot of chicken soup from the side table. He had stewed herbs in the chicken soup to nourish her body.
Chu Xingchen's eyes dimmed. He had to take care of her body.
The chicken soup was brought to Su Yingxue, who frowned slightly. Another chicken soup?
Eat every day? Eat every day?
When will this end?
But when she looked up at Chu Xingchen's burning gaze sitting opposite her, she couldn't help but sigh.
She picked up the bowl obediently and drank it in one gulp.
She didn't want to annoy the person in front of her because of this little thing.
Seeing her finish drinking, Chu Xingchen's expression eased a little. His voice was hoarse and he said softly, "Sister, today, I will take you to a place."
He handed her a set of servant's clothes and asked her to change into them.
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After Chu Xingchen led her out of Shuibo Pavilion, they walked along the hidden mountain road in the valley, and finally got on the carriage that was waiting there.
After walking for several hours, he brought her to a house in the suburbs of Beijing. The house was at the edge of a group of houses in the suburbs of Beijing and was inconspicuous.
Chu Xingchen jumped off the carriage first. The carriage was a bit high, and Su Yingxue hesitated and didn't dare to get off.
He lifted her up with great force and carried her directly into the courtyard.
"Let me go!" Su Yingxue resisted softly, but the next second the door was kicked open by him.
He put her down after they entered the house. Su Yingxue instantly distanced herself from him.
Chu Xingchen saw her distant look, frowned slightly, and felt unhappy.
"Sister, please don't shout. It will attract others and that's not appropriate." Chu Xingchen said coldly.
"Sister, go to the side room to change into your clothes. Xingchen will change here." Chu Xingchen took out a simple coarse cloth dress from the closet and handed it to Su Yingxue. He said calmly.
"Change your clothes and take my sister into the secret passage."
"My sister's people are in the secret passage under the master bedroom."
Chu Xingchen spoke coldly and with a stern face. Su Yingxue had not expected that he would bring her to meet the clan members today.
After entering the secret passage and walking for a very long distance, the entire underground space suddenly became clear.
Su Yingxue didn't expect that Chu Xingchen had quietly dug such a large underground palace underground.
The underground space was filled with houses, all brightly lit. It seemed to be built on the edge of a cliff, as the mountain near the cliff had cleverly designed holes for ventilation and light, allowing for ample light and air circulation.
Some of the rescued tribesmen were sitting in front of the house embroidering, while others were cooking rice and meat together, with wisps of white smoke drifting out of the house.
Some of them have already turned gray in the temples, and some have weathered faces, but now they seem to be living comfortably without any signs of coercion.
The old ladies coming and going would enthusiastically call out "Prince Chu" when passing by Chu Xingchen.
They smiled at Chu Xingchen and Su Yingxue, their eyes full of gratitude.