Chapter 54
The clouds obscured the dim moon, and the world was stained with a deep dark color.
There was no light in Chu Miaomiao's room. The faint moonlight shone through the thin curtains, allowing people to barely see the furnishings in the room.
Although the night was not so dark that one could not see one's fingers, the darkness that was even thicker than the night, along with Wei Zhen's tone, enveloped Chu Miaomiao's head tightly, making her spine shiver.
As if to encourage herself, Chu Miaomiao asked loudly: "What do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do? I'd really like to ask the princess what she wants to do."
In comparison, Wei Zhen was much calmer, but the anger surging beneath this calm surface still made Chu Miaomiao feel a sense of danger.
She really wanted to free her left arm from Wei Zhen's grip and escape this unsettling danger. But the more she moved, the tighter Wei Zhen's grip tightened.
Wei Zhen could also feel the wet touch in his palm.
"Does it hurt?"
Chu Miaomiao was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. She could only gasp and glare at Wei Zhen. She wanted to ask from the bottom of her heart, "Are you blind?" But as soon as she met Wei Zhen's gaze, she was filled with guilt and couldn't bring herself to curse.
Wei Zhen's face remained calm, ignoring Chu Miaomiao's pain. He continued coldly, "Compared to the pain you inflicted on me, this little pain is only a small one. Please bear with it, Princess."
Chu Miaomiao's heart ached as someone deliberately pinched her unhealed wound. Under the immense pain, most people couldn't maintain their sanity. She growled, "I didn't hurt you with a knife!"
"Only physical pain counts as pain?" Wei Zhen raised a mocking smile. "You've trampled on my feelings time and time again. Isn't that hurtful?"
Chu Miaomiao trembled: "Who trampled on your feelings! Besides, are your feelings so fragile?"
This rhetorical question made Wei Zhen's eyes darker. He murmured softly, "Yes, how many people in this world have a heart as hard as the princess?"
At this moment, he felt the dampness in his palm become even heavier. It must be that Chu Miaomiao's wound had cracked more severely.
Chu Miaomiao was almost curled up in a ball because she couldn't bear the pain, and her breathing was very disordered. Wei Zhen looked at her like this, and finally softened his heart and let go of her hand.
The strong force disappeared instantly, allowing Chu Miaomiao to finally free herself. She sat against the wall, covering her arms and adjusting her breathing.
Wei Zhen remained silent, just watching her quietly. After a while, Chu Miaomiao felt better and quickly glanced at Wei Zhen: "Your Highness, if you have anything to say, please speak directly."
"Why did you return the ink seal to me?"
Chu Miaomiao wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and spoke slowly: "I've said it before, there is no future between His Highness and I. If that's the case, why would I keep something like that?"
"You don't trust me that much?"
"Yes. I don't trust you."
Chu Miaomiao made up her mind to end her relationship with Wei Zhen today, so her tone and attitude became tough.
"You are the Crown Prince, a position of great respect, but it would be easy for the Saint to take back your position. When you yourself are controlled by others, why should I trust you? Just based on your words?"
Chu Miaomiao's words were really harsh to Wei Zhen, and he felt quite hurt.
"Since I dare to promise you these, I will definitely do it. But I didn't expect that you would not even give me a little trust."
"Your Highness," Chu Miaomiao said coldly, "I am already a prisoner, and Your Highness is the Crown Prince of Yongchao. Now that things have come to this, let this be the end of our relationship."
"Is it over?" Wei Zhen sneered, "You've abandoned me twice, how can it be resolved with just these four words?"
Chu Miaomiao smiled bitterly: "Then I'll have to trouble Your Highness to wait patiently. I will apologize with my life one day."
"Just die?" Wei Zhen laughed. "Doesn't the princess always say she's a prisoner? Do prisoners have the right to die?"
"Wei Zhen, what are you going to do?"
This sounded a little wrong, and Chu Miaomiao became extremely alert and said cautiously, "I am the daughter of the King of Chu. If you are missing any of the people I escort back to the capital, you will fail your mission!"
"An accidental arrow wound, death in the chaotic battle, or a sudden fire that prevented escape." Wei Zhen spoke slowly, turning and walking towards the inner room. "It's not difficult for me to fake someone's death. Which one would you like to choose, Princess?"
"What are you going to do? Do you want to imprison me under the illusion of my death?" Chu Miaomiao frowned, her voice trembling.
"In fact, the princess has always been very smart."
At this time, Wei Zhen noticed that Chu Miaomiao did not follow, so he called out in a deep voice: "Come here, Miaomiao."
There was an irresistible intimidation in that tone. Chu Miaomiao reluctantly entered the inner room and saw Wei Zhen with his arms open. She looked at Wei Zhen in confusion.
Wei Zhen said, "Change clothes."
Chu Miaomiao turned her head away: "No."
"Princess, a prisoner should have the awareness of a prisoner."
Wei Zhen stared at Chu Miaomiao with a cold gaze: "You are now my captive, my trophy. And I am your master. Whatever you are told to do, you have no right to choose or resist."
These words were both overbearing and ambiguous.
Chu Miaomiao gritted her teeth: "How could I not have realized that you are such a person! If you want to torture me, then do it. Why humiliate me in this way!"
She turned around and tried to leave, but Wei Zhen grabbed her and pulled her back, landing her hard in his arms. Before she could move away, Wei Zhen lifted her up by the waist, and before she knew it, she was already inside the bed curtains.
"what you do?"
Chu Miaomiao was just about to get up from the bed when Wei Zhen pressed down on her without saying a word and clamped her wrists tightly against her ears, making it impossible for her to struggle or resist.
The night was dark, but Wei Zhen's eyes were even deeper than the night. Looking into his eyes, Chu Miaomiao felt as if she was about to fall into those deep eyes.
She quickly turned her face away and tried to escape again, but her legs were pinned down by Wei Zhen's legs, preventing her from breaking free.
Wei Zhen said in a deep voice: "Don't move!"
For the first time, Chu Miaomiao felt the difference between men and women so strongly. The powerful sense of oppression and aggression made her feel uneasy and fearful.
"Wei Zhen, what do you want to do?"
"What are you doing?" Wei Zhen deliberately leaned close to her snow-white neck and whispered softly, "The princess likes to linger in brothels. Isn't she aware of the things that happen between men and women?"
Chu Miaomiao's heart was in her throat.
Even if you haven't eaten pork, have you seen pigs run? Of course she knew! But she never thought such a thing would happen to her.
"You...you must not do anything rash..." Chu Miaomiao was so frightened that her teeth were chattering, "You, you are not the kind of person who likes women..."
"The princess really doesn't understand me."
Wei Zhen buried his head in the crook of Chu Miaomiao's neck. The warm breath made Chu Miaomiao uncomfortable and she stiffened her neck, trying her best to avoid him.
"Other women are not in my eyes, so I have to trouble you, Princess."
Wei Zhen smelled the ointment on Chu Miaomiao's body and glanced at the blood on her left arm. He knew that she must have suffered a lot on the way from the capital to Pingzhou. Although he felt a little distressed, he would not let her go.
Thinking of this, he pecked Chu Miaomiao's soft earlobe lightly, and felt her body trembling slightly. When he looked at her again, he saw that she was about to cry.
Wei Zhen was now even more interested. He suddenly thought that it would be interesting if he did this during the day.
"Wei Zhen..." Chu Miaomiao's voice was tearful, "You, you don't have to do this..."
It's so unfamiliar.
Chu Miaomiao could hardly connect the person in front of her with the cold and noble Wei Zhen of the past.
Although Wei Zhen had teased her before, he always knew his limits. But now he only made her feel afraid.
"Don't what?"
Wei Zhen leaned over and kissed Chu Miaomiao's other earlobe again. This time he deliberately used a little more force.
Chu Miaomiao hissed in pain, and the unfamiliar feeling of pain and numbness almost made her cry out.
"Wei Zhen, please...can't we just talk it out nicely?"
The man's breath lingered in Chu Miaomiao's ears, making her feel flustered.
"But when I talk to you nicely, you never listen seriously."
Wei Zhen was willing to withdraw, but he did not loosen his grip on Chu Miaomiao and continued to look down at her condescendingly.
"I keep trying to convince you to trust me because you are the only one I want as my wife. I want you to be the Crown Princess, the Queen. We will share the same bed in life and death."
Wei Zhen let go of his hand, but then interlocked his fingers with Chu Miaomiao's and held them tightly.
"But what about you?"
There was sadness in Wei Zhen's tone.
"You give me warmth, but you keep pulling away, always avoiding me and hiding from me. But it doesn't matter, because I know you miss me in your heart, so no matter how many times you push me away, I will choose you."
"But!" Wei Zhen suddenly became agitated. "But you actually returned the token I gave you through the hands of a saint! How could you be so cruel to me?"
“…Wei Zhen…”
As he became more and more excited, Wei Zhen used more and more force in his hands. Chu Miaomiao felt pain and felt that her finger bones were about to be broken.
"But I've figured it out now." Wei Zhen tried hard to suppress his emotions. "If I want to have you, why do I have to marry you?"
"Wei Zhen, you, wake up!"
Wei Zhen ignored him and continued, "Princess Pingyang will not live, but you will survive."
His slender fingers gently stroked Chu Miaomiao's eyebrows, gradually moved down, stopped at her lips and caressed them gently, as if caressing a rare treasure.
"You will be by my side and give birth to our child."
Wei Zhen described the future he had planned with a gentle and firm tone, but Chu Miaomiao was actually scared to tears by him.
She intuitively felt that Wei Zhen had lost his mind and was hardly like a normal person.
"Wei Zhen——"
Chu Miaomiao was about to speak when she raised her slender fingers and made a "silence" gesture. ...
"Our children, regardless of gender, will be the healthiest, cutest and smartest."
Wei Zhen leaned over and grabbed that soft spot, seizing the opportunity to seize the city. He rolled and sank on it, his voice hoarse: "Chu Miaomiao, you will never escape."
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