Chapter 122 It’s Over, I’m Really Imprisoned

Meng Mingshu patted Xiao Yan softly, but still couldn't escape the fate of being carried back to her original place by Xiao Yan.

She gritted her teeth in anger, her eyes turned red, and tears kept sliding down her snow-white cheeks.

"I'm so angry."

Meng Mingshu cried and complained: "You don't keep your word, you are playing tricks on me again."

Xiao Yan held her in his arms and wiped the tears from her face with his big hands: "I can't help it, who told me my Ah Shu is so cute."

"Lie once, believe once...silly."

"What will it take for you to let me out?"

Meng Mingshu complained.

She didn't like this place at all, and every time she came here she was bullied by Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's eyes were dark and full of gloom:

"When you get pregnant with my child, I will let you go back."

In fact, Xiao Yan had already drunk a long-acting contraceptive soup.

He had already seen the hardships Meng Mingshu went through during her pregnancy and the pain she suffered during childbirth, so how could he possibly let Meng Mingshu continue to be pregnant?

Besides, it has only been three months since she gave birth to Yuan'er.

But just to tease Meng Mingshu.

"You bastard."

Meng Mingshu patted Xiao Yan's shoulder weakly.

She also understood Xiao Yan and knew that she would not ask her to give birth again.

What Xiao Yan said was equivalent to not having a specific time.

Meng Mingshu became even angrier.

But Xiao Yan said very seriously: "I won't lie to you this time. When you get pregnant again, I will take you up with me."

He placed his big hand on Meng Mingshu's abdomen:

"So Ah Shu needs to work hard and do her best."

"Give me another child."

He had a feeling that he was going to leave soon.

This is the last chance, let’s bully Ah Shu one last time.

…

Meng Mingshu was so angry that she bit Xiao Yan's shoulder.

How can there be such a bad person.

But in the end, Xiao Yan's shoulder seemed to be only slightly red, and there was no injury at all.

Meng Mingshu: “…”

She was so angry that her eyes were full of mist: "As expected, those who are thick-skinned are thick-skinned!"

Xiao Yan chuckled, "Then bite somewhere else?"

"You are shameless!"

Meng Mingshu heard Xiao Yan's low laugh in her ears, and she felt embarrassed and annoyed. She subconsciously glared at him fiercely. Her movements were fierce, but there was a moist glint in her eyes.

This look made Xiao Yan's heart soften even more.

So he decided to bully Meng Mingshu again.

…

After another round of tossing and turning, Meng Mingshu had no idea how much time had passed and had lost her sense of time.

She closed her eyes, beads of sweat covered the tip of her nose, and her mind was still in a mess.

Xiao Yan lowered his head and kissed the top of Meng Mingshu's head:

"I'm going to the morning court, wait for me obediently."

Xiao Yan was still refreshed and energetic, and could still attend the morning court with high spirits, but Meng Mingshu couldn't even lift her arms...

As he spoke, Xiao Yan took the night pearl from the cage and put it in his sleeve. The dark room suddenly became pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly.

Meng Mingshu subconsciously grabbed Xiao Yan's sleeve:

"Husband...Husband, I, I'm scared."

"Can you please leave the Night Pearl behind? It's so dark."

Now it really became a dark room. I couldn't see my hand in front of me and couldn't see anything clearly.

Xiao Yan touched Meng Mingshu's head and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll be back soon."

His tone was exceptionally gentle, but nothing he did to Meng Mingshu had anything to do with the word gentle.

For example, at this moment, Xiao Yan still did not agree.

Meng Mingshu could only watch as the only source of light in the dark room was taken away by Xiao Yan.

She folded her arms and couldn't see anything clearly.

She was the only one in the dark room.

Except for Xiao Yan, no one knew about this place, and no one knew that she was imprisoned here naked and locked in this gorgeous cage.

If Xiao Yan never lets her go, Meng Mingshu will have to be locked up here for the rest of her life.

Now she really felt like she was being imprisoned by Xiao Yan, and she felt a little more afraid.

She was afraid that Xiao Yan would really keep her locked up like this.

Although she knew in her heart that Xiao Yan would never treat her like this, Meng Mingshu was still a little scared.

What if?

At this moment, Meng Mingshu hoped very much that Xiao Yan would recover his memory as soon as possible.

Seventeen-year-old Xiao Yan was too mean and only took pleasure in bullying her.

At this moment, Meng Mingshu had forgotten the experiences of being bullied by the 24-year-old Xiao Yan in the mountain hut.

All she could think about now was his former tenderness.

…

Unfortunately, things went against her wishes. Meng Mingshu waited day after day, but Xiao Yan still did not recover his memory.

She didn't know how many days she had been in the dark room, but it must have been more than ten days.

No matter how Meng Mingshu begged, acted coquettishly, or tried to be submissive, she tried her best.

Xiao Yan was still hard-hearted and only bullied her and refused to agree.

Even on this day, she was particularly pitiful, but Xiao Yan was particularly vicious.

…

After it was over, Meng Mingshu felt like she was pulled out of the water. She felt like she was about to die.

"Ashu, I'm leaving."

Meng Mingshu opened her eyes in a daze and let Xiao Yan kiss the top of her head, not wanting to say a word.

"Well, my husband, please come back soon..."

Anyway, Xiao Yan would attend the morning court every day.

Xiao Yan held Meng Mingshu tightly in his arms, and this day he held her longer and tighter than usual.

After a long while, Xiao Yan reluctantly lowered his head and kissed the top of Meng Mingshu's head: "A Shu..."

"I really want to hold you like this forever..."

I will never be separated from Meng Mingshu and grow old with her.

He is in his twenties and is really lucky...

Looking at Meng Mingshu's sleepy eyes, Xiao Yan gently tucked the loose hair on her cheek behind her ears.

Finally, with red eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her porcelain-white cheek, and big tears fell on Meng Mingshu's face:

"Ah Shu..."

"goodbye……"

…

After Meng Mingshu woke up, she found that the person who should have returned earlier had not returned yet and was already several hours late.

She was curled up tightly in the cage, surrounded by darkness.

Just when I was feeling scared, the door of the dark room was opened.

"Ashu."

"Sorry I'm late."

Xiao Yan walked over quickly, opened the lock, and carried Meng Mingshu out. He held her face in his hands and checked her condition from head to toe.

"Ah Shu, are you scared?"

"Are you hungry?"

"Is it uncomfortable?"

Meng Mingshu realized something and she hugged Xiao Yan's neck:

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, is that you? Do you remember?"

Xiao Yan nodded: "Yes, my head has been aching since the morning court session. It took me several hours to remember what happened in the past six months."

These things happened like a revolving lantern. Xiao Yan knew about it, but he had no sense of reality at all.

For example, he remembered where Meng Mingshu was and knew that he had bullied her in the dark room.

But the feeling of being bullied is very unfamiliar, as if there is a thick barrier between them.

He was like a bystander.

I don’t think this is something I did.

So when he saw the scars on Meng Mingshu's body, Xiao Yan felt more jealousy and anger than pity.

He envied himself after he lost his memory.

He was reluctant to bring Meng Mingshu to this place that had already been built, but he had already done the other one.

And so many times...

Xiao Yan was also angry at him for bullying Meng Mingshu like this.

"Husband, husband, I really miss you. I miss you every day."

"I don't want to stay here anymore. Can you carry me upstairs?"

“Please…”

Meng Mingshu rubbed her cheek against Xiao Yan's palm like a little animal, hoping that he could save her.

The 24-year-old Xiao Yan would definitely not bully her like the 17-year-old Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's eyes were deep, and his big hands caressed Meng Mingshu's cheek. He did not answer her prayer, but asked:

"Ashu, do you like him more or me more?"