Chapter 480 I Don’t Believe You Have No Heart
Song Yanxi pursed her lips and said respectfully, "Your Highness, as a descendant of the royal family, should have many descendants for the royal family."
If he only marries one person, he won’t be able to pass the test of not only Her Royal Highness the Princess, but even His Majesty.
Mo Jinchuan's face darkened as he listened, and he asked in a cold voice, "How many do you plan to marry me?"
He changed his name, obviously angry.
Song Yanxi suppressed the bitterness in her heart and said, "Of course the more the better."
After she said this, she cursed herself in her heart for being hypocritical.
He was clearly unwilling in his heart, but he pretended to be magnanimous and said such hurtful words to others and himself.
Obviously, at the beginning, all she wanted was to marry Mo Jinchuan and become the mistress of the Jin Palace.
Then, with the help of Prince Jin's Mansion, he preserved the Yan family and fought against the forces behind Lin Tingfeng.
Apart from that, she didn't care how many women Mo Jinchuan had had in the past or how many wives and concubines he would marry in the future.
But what's wrong with her now?
He even said such self-destructive nonsense as jealousy.
She was really crazy, telling him that more was better.
When the prince gets married, if he really invites her to the wedding banquet, will she go?
Song Yanxi thought that she would probably go.
Even if she couldn't marry him in this life, she always wanted to see what he looked like in his wedding clothes riding on a tall horse on his wedding day.
You don't have to think about it to know that it will be so eye-catching.
Mo Jinchuan knew better than anyone that if he dared to invite her, she would definitely go.
So he didn't even bother to say anything angry, he just grabbed her wrist and strode out.
Song Yanxi was forced to follow and asked hurriedly, "Where are you going, Your Majesty?"
Mo Jinchuan: "Enter the palace."
He stopped and turned to look at her, his dark eyes burning with anger.
Song Yanxi wanted to persuade him to calm down, but he said coldly, "You don't have to say anything. Nothing you say is pleasant to hear."
Since it is unpleasant to hear, why do you have to listen to it and make things difficult for yourself?
Before Song Yanxi could open her mouth, Mo Jinchuan said, "If this prince is happy, there's no need for the princess to worry."
The two of them passed through the corridor one after another, and were about to exit the archway when Song Yanxi hurriedly said, "Your Highness, if you have anything to say, please talk in a nice way. There's no need to be like this."
"Talk nicely?"
Mo Jinchuan snorted coldly and said without turning his head, "If I continue to listen to you, I'm afraid I will have many wives and concubines and many children!"
His chest rose and fell rapidly as he spoke, and it was clear that he was very angry.
Fearing that they would be criticized if they went out like this, Song Yanxi advised: "Your Highness, please calm down first and don't act impulsively."
Mo Jinchuan suddenly stopped.
Song Yanxi had no time to react and was bumped into hard.
The tip of her nose hit his hard back, and the pain made her eyes red instantly.
Mo Jinchuan turned his back to her, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice: "Song Yanxi, what do you think of me?"
He was silent for a moment, then continued, "Even if you only consider me as a useful aid, you should have known for some time that my sword is much easier to use than others.
Even if it means destroying the bridge, you shouldn't be so impatient."
Hearing that he actually compared himself to a knife, yet was still willing to be used, Song Yanxi felt heartbroken.
She wanted to say that although she had the intention of taking advantage of him at first, she was sincere afterwards, and heaven and earth could bear witness to it.
But when she opened her mouth, she tasted blood.
Song Yanxi raised her hand and touched her nose gently, and sure enough, her hands were covered in blood.
If you didn’t know, you would think she was hitting an iron wall instead of a flesh wall.
Song Yanxi hurriedly took out a handkerchief to stop the bleeding. Before she could explain, she saw Mo Jinchuan walking forward without looking back.
Judging from the posture, it seems that he has made up his mind to cut off ties with her and have no further contact with her.
In an instant, Song Yanxi felt as if something had dug out a piece of her heart, leaving her feeling empty and cold.
After a while, she smiled self-deprecatingly and said softly, "That's fine."
She has a blood feud that she must avenge, and he has a smooth road to take.
His Majesty loves him so much, even if he has no intention of fighting for the throne, he will still have a bright future.
There is no need to disobey the emperor's will for her and cause the father and son to become estranged.
Maybe it was because of excessive blood loss or the strong sun above her head, but when the cold wind blew, Song Yanxi felt her vision go dark.
She stroked it, sat down against the rockery, used one hand to prevent herself from sliding down, and used the other hand to cover her nostrils with a handkerchief.
She looked so miserable, not even a bit like a lady from aristocratic family.
Song Yanxi even felt a little relieved, and chuckled softly, "Fortunately, I managed to piss him off, otherwise..."
Suddenly, a pair of black boots appeared in front of him. The owner of the boots asked coldly, "What else?"
Song Yanxi suddenly laughed, and said with a slightly nasal voice: "Otherwise, it would be extremely embarrassing."
"It's okay, just pretend I didn't see anything."
"It's okay, just pretend I didn't see anything."
The voice in my ears overlapped with the childish voice in my mind.
Song Yanxi slowly raised her head, squinted in the dazzling sunlight, and saw Mo Jinchuan's facial features clearly.
She frowned uncomfortably, and her eyes were filled with tears from the sunlight.
A big hand blocked her way, casting a shadow.
A man's slightly blaming voice sounded above his head, "You're so grown up, why are you still so unable to take care of yourself?"
Song Yanxi stared at the face without blinking.
Suddenly, she asked, "Have we met somewhere before?"
Mo Jinchuan handed over a clean handkerchief and said, "Wipe your face clean first, like a little kitten."
As he spoke, he took the blood-stained handkerchief from Song Yanxi's hand and put it into his sleeve.
Meeting her somewhat puzzled look, he said, "It's better not to throw away things that belong to your daughter's household."
Before Song Yanxi could speak, Mo Jinchuan continued, "Even if it's like crossing a river and destroying the bridge, it's too early now."
His eyes were gloomy, and he lowered his voice and said, "What you want to do is still far from being accomplished."
Song Yanxi pulled the corners of her lips and asked helplessly, "Your Highness knows that I am using you, so why would you obey me?"
She thought he would say he was happy and that she didn't have to worry.
But Mo Jinchuan just looked into her eyes and said word by word: "This king does not believe that you have no heart."
After staring at him for a while, Song Yanxi suddenly smiled, "What a coincidence, I think so too."
Against the light, the smile on Mo Jinchuan's face was a little dazzling.
He extended his hand towards Song Yanxi and said casually, "Think carefully, once you get on this pirate ship of mine, you can't get off."
Song Yanxi didn't reach out her hand, but instead imitated his tone and asked, "Your Highness, you should think carefully about this. You can't have your cake and eat it too.
If you take me, you will lose all the beauties in the harem."
Mo Jinchuan agreed immediately, then thought of something and said solemnly, "I am not interested in sharing with others."
Those ferocious bees and butterflies had better be more careful and not bump into his hands.
Hearing this, Song Yanxi's expression suddenly became strange.
She stared at him, frowned, and said, "Your Majesty, bend down and come closer."
Looking at the distance between them, Mo Jinchuan was a little embarrassed for once, and whispered softly, "It's broad daylight, and in someone else's yard. Isn't it inappropriate?"
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