Chapter 29 This Hate Will Never End (3) Come, kiss me. ...
Meng Xuanli had never felt that Chengju would be so stuffy. She looked at the firelight floating in, like azaleas on the cliff, the petals licking the windows under the corridor, vigorously and spreading to her feet.
She panicked, backing away repeatedly, remembering her wedding day, which had been just as hot and scorching. Back then, she had never considered leaving, but now, because of him, she was tempted to flee.
But... even someone as beloved as Meng Xiuyu couldn't escape. Now she is helpless in this Eastern Capital City. Can she escape?
In a moment, black smoke filled the air, surging and invading. Meng Xuanli leaned over hastily, tore the handkerchief in half, dipped it in the tea, fished it out, covered his mouth and nose with it, and tied it behind his head.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, Meng Xuanli's tears quietly slid down her cheeks and fell heavily to the ground.
The fire gradually grew bigger, but there was no movement in the corridor.
She felt that she didn't need to harbor any more illusions about Lu Guanque. She couldn't trust him the same way she did before. Maybe he had treated her well in the past, and maybe she had indulged in it.
He has become so terrifying, so tyrannical, and so inhumane. She must not be soft-hearted anymore. She will definitely leave him.
Even if I end up like Meng Xiuyu, I still want it.
Meng Xuanli smiled sadly, then turned around, bent over, and hid by the back window of the inner room.
She struggled to move the stool next to the dressing table. Suddenly, she caught sight of the osmanthus oil used for combing hair. After thinking for a moment, she untied the handkerchief on her face, poured the osmanthus oil along the window, and threw it into the fire.
The rain was hidden in the clouds and was slow to fall. The sky was dark and gloomy, just like the anger of Gonggong when he angrily hit Mount Buzhou.
Lu Guanque had an injury on his back. He supported himself on the corridor pillar with one hand, veins bulging on his forehead as he stared at the fire in front of him.
The flames were raging, and Uncle De and the servant behind him were about to put out the fire. Seeing this, Lu Guanque said coldly, "Don't go!"
"If she doesn't come out today and refuses to admit her mistake, no one will be allowed to go!"
Seeing that he refused to repent, Uncle De gritted his teeth, knelt down quickly, and said anxiously: "My Lord, I have never seen such a coercive person in my entire life."
"Besides, the wind is blowing now. If the fire is not put out in time, I'm afraid the Crown Prince's Consort will even lose her life."
die……
She will die...
Suddenly, Lu Guanque's breathing became disordered and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was suddenly pushed off a cliff and died on the sharp rocks.
Seeing the charred wood suddenly fall, he shook off Uncle De's hand and stumbled, banging his body against the window. The window was on fire, and sparks fell on his outer robe, burning many holes.
"Meng Xuanli, you are not allowed to die. Your life belongs to me. You are not allowed to die!" he shouted angrily.
The heat and black fog in the room hit him. Lu Guanque covered his face with his arms and rushed into the inner room. Seeing her curled up in the corner of the bed, her pale face covered with ashes and flames, his heart had never been so painful.
Is she dead?
No, absolutely not.
She couldn't die without his permission.
Lu Guanque trembled violently, took off his outer robe, wrapped her body with the clean side, and picked her up: "You are mine, you can't die..."
The moment he came out, Cheng Ju collapsed completely. The fire behind Lu Guanque was scarlet with a hint of black, like the sun and black clouds appearing in the sky at the same time, which was very different.
"Go, go get Doctor Yu... Go quickly!"
Lu Guanque seemed to have touched a spark, and his back felt hot and burning, as if a thorn bush had grown in his flesh and blood and he couldn't pull it out.
He staggered forward, taking one step at a time, and laid her on the bed. Just as he was about to cover her with the quilt, his vision went dark and he collapsed completely.
In the middle of the night, God suddenly sneezed, and a torrential rain came like a river bursting its banks, pouring down and flowing into the courtyard.
After Lu Guanque woke up, he learned that she was still asleep, so he went to Fei Shiju.
Only Imperial Physician Yu and the maid were in the room. Seeing him coming, they asked anxiously, "Why is the young master out?"
"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" Lu Guanque asked coldly.
Imperial Physician Yu frowned, looked at Lu Guanque, and sighed, "The smoke was too thick, and the Crown Princess's head was hit, so there is no sign of her waking up yet."
"Fortunately, we took the baby out early. If we had been a little later, I'm afraid he would have died..." At this point, Doctor Yu closed his mouth subconsciously.
"It's good that she's not dead." Lu Guanque suppressed his surging emotions and quietly approached the bed. "When will she wake up?"
Imperial Physician Yu replied as instructed, "It depends on whether the Crown Princess can hold on. If she can, she might wake up tomorrow. If she can't, maybe..."
"Shut up." Lu Guanque interrupted quickly, waved his hand, and said in a low voice, "You've been staying at the mansion for the past few days. If people outside knew about this..."
"I know." Doctor Yu curled his lips and bowed to take his leave.
The sound of rain outside the window was getting louder and louder, and the inner room was filled with the smell of dampness. Meng Xuanli lay quietly on the bed, like a pearl that had lost its luster.
Lu Guanque hugged her body closer, lying on his side beside her, took a deep breath, and said after a while: "Ali, you insist on not coming out and refuse to bow your head. Could it be..."
"You want to use your own death to avenge me? To leave me? Or to force me to death?"
"but……"
Lu Guanque pulled the corner of his lips, wanting to touch her face, but changed his mind, put his hand down, and said cruelly: "I have to tell you, whether you are alive or dead, from now on, don't even think about leaving me again."
"no way."
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A few days later, the bright sun shone through the window and onto the ground of Fei Shiju.
Lu Guanque came in with medicine. Seeing that she still showed no signs of waking up, he shook his head, helped her up, and held her in his arms.
A few swallows flew low outside the window, like a pair of scissors flying over and cutting off those not-so-pleasant memories.
Lu Guanque put the medicine on the table, put his arm around her from behind, and picked up the spoon with the other hand to feed her the medicine.
Seeing the brown medicine overflowing from the corner of her lips and unable to be fed, Lu Guanque's face was gloomy. He drank a sip directly, pinched her chin and forced her to swallow.
Meng Xuanli frowned slightly and slowly opened her eyes. Lu Guanque met her eyes in a trance, his face turned gloomy, and he deepened the kiss that was not really a kiss.
Seeing Meng Xuanli's wandering mind, she kept looking at him, Lu Guanque let her go and said calmly: "This is not the King of Hell's Palace, you are not dead."
Meng Xuanli frowned, paused, touched her lips, and her eyes moved around, finally settling on Lu Guanque's profile.
She said weakly, "Who are you?"
As soon as these words came out, Lu Guanque suddenly lowered his head and squinted his eyes, as if trying to see through her: "You...you don't know me?"
Meng Xuanli nodded, his eyelashes fluttering: "Why am I here?"
A doubt flashed through Lu Guanque's mind, and he snorted, "You're not here, where else do you want to be? Huh?" As he said that, he put her on the bed.
Seeing that she was really well-behaved, Lu Guanque became interested, so he brought an armchair and sat on it.
"What, Ali, have you forgotten yourself?" He said in a sarcastic tone.
"Ali... Who is Ali?" Meng Xuanli leaned against the pillow, bent her legs, and looked at him timidly.
Seeing her like this, Lu Guanque became even more suspicious. He simply sat on the edge of the bed and asked tentatively, "Your name is Meng Xuanli, and you are my wife."
"Which Xuanli?"
"How can you be so beautiful and talented that you cast me in the shoes of Xuan Lizhu?" He stared at her face for a long time, but could not find any trace of her past.
Meng Xuanli met his eyes and patted his head gently, as if he had forgotten everything that happened in the past.
Lu Guanque's breath was calm, and he tried again, "Your parents died when you were young, and you were fostered in my home. When you were old enough, we got married. Not long after we got married, we had a daughter."
"Daughter?" Meng Xuanli touched her belly and said slowly, "I have a daughter?"
"Yes, she looks a lot like you." Lu Guanque stared at her, stroking her slowly with his thumb, and could not find any flaws.
Could it be that she really lost her memory?
At this moment, Imperial Physician Yu happened to come in. Seeing the two of them looking at each other, he immediately said with joy, "The Crown Prince's Consort is truly extraordinary. She woke up in just a few days. This is truly cause for celebration."
In a few days?
It's really strange.
Lu Guanque frowned and smiled slightly, saying, "Physician Yu, please leave first. My wife and I have something to talk about. Please close the door."
Imperial Physician Yu bowed his head and curled his lips: "Yes, I will leave now."
"You are the prince...?"
Seeing Meng Xuanli looking at him in surprise, Lu Guanque held her hand and pulled her into his arms: "Not bad."
"You had a high fever yesterday, and when you woke up this morning, you didn't remember anything." Lu Guanque pretended to be sad and said gently, "Tell me, how could you be so cruel? You even forgot about me..."
"I'm sorry." Meng Xuanli's voice sounded extremely guilty. "I completely forgot about it. Please forgive me, okay?"
Lu Guanque forced a smile. He really couldn't understand why she looked so sincere, but he still didn't believe her.
He sighed. If Meng Xuanli's acting skills were this good, he might not be able to control her in the future.
Just as he was lost in thought, Meng Xuanli said, "My Lord, I still don't know your name."
"Lu Guanque." He held her face and said softly, "But you used to call me husband."
"Husband..." Meng Xuanli blinked, looked at him, and said in a muffled voice, "Were we very much in love before?"
"Yes, you were very bold in the past—" He brushed her hair, his voice gentle and mellow, "You always loved to sit on me, wrap your arms around me, and kiss me deeply like a moth to a flame."
Lu Guanque narrowed his eyes, searching for any trace of resistance in her. However, after searching for a long time, it disappeared without a trace.
Could it be that she really forgot everything?
"Ah? Why am I like this?"
Lu Guanque hummed softly, his eyes flickering with a hint of amusement. He leaned closer, his warm breath whispering in her ear: "Ali just wanted me to forgive you, I think..."
He lifted her hair with one hand and kissed it: "If you are willing to demonstrate it once and make my heart flutter, I will forgive you."
"OK?"
Meng Xuanli uttered a muffled "hmm," then followed his instructions, lifted her skirt, sat on his lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck, blushing, "...Husband, is that so?"
Lu Guanque felt suffocated and said in a low voice, "A little closer... a little closer."
Meng Xuanli moved closer to her legs and sat on them. Lu Guanque's palms were burning. He held her waist, pressed his forehead against hers, and said in a hoarse voice, "Help me untie my outer robe."
“…I don’t know how to solve it.”
"I'll teach you."
He held her hand, slowly untied it, and threw it aside.
Throughout the whole process, Meng Xuanli was so well-behaved that he suspected he was dreaming.
After a brief moment of swaying, Lu Guanque hugged her, trying his best to prevent her from falling: "Do you know what to do next?"
Meng Xuanli bit her lip and said, "I saw that your back was injured..."
"Just a minor injury."
Lu Guanque's heart twitched. He thought, if she pretended to have amnesia, she would never notice his pain. After all, in her eyes, he was an unforgivable evil man, and these scars were what he deserved.
It seems that she really has lost her memory.
Lu Guanque rolled his throat, caressed her face, tears in his eyes: "Come, kiss me."
Meng Xuanli kissed him as she was told, then lowered her eyes, took his hand, placed it in front of her, and gave herself to him.
In a moment, her whole body felt numb and hot. She stroked the marks on his back, with a hint of viciousness in her eyes.
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