Every time... he gets the greatest satisfaction, a satisfaction that no woman can give him.
He could not forget that excruciating feeling; even though she pierced his soul, he still felt a pang of heartache for that excruciating pleasure.
He longed to hold this woman in his arms and make her belong to him, body and soul.
He was unwilling to accept it.
He was a high and mighty emperor with the most beautiful face in the celestial realm, so why would she betray him?
Why?
When the woman saw him, she remained aloof, neither begging for mercy nor giving him a second glance. Instead, she looked at the man beside her with deep affection in her eyes.
Emperor Mingmo: ...
The flames of jealousy in his heart burned brighter and brighter with the woman's gaze. He wanted nothing more than to strangle her, but he forced himself to suppress it.
He wanted her to look at him with those eyes.
Do you know you're wrong?
He asked the woman.
Baihua Zhu Huanyue's innocent gaze, like that of a little white rabbit, shifted from her man to him. Her lips trembled slightly, like a pure white flower trembling, making the man want to cherish and protect her.
A tear fell from her eye, like a pear blossom in the rain.
She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and didn't say a word.
Seeing him like this broke Mingmo's heart.
He wanted to forgive her, he didn't want her to be so sad, and he wanted to cherish her.
But his last shred of reason pulled him back.
"You should reflect on your actions properly." These were his most vicious words; he couldn't bring himself to say anything else.
He would still be soft-hearted towards her.
Even though he died once.
His younger brother, seeing his expression, couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Brother, you're such a romantic."
You still think about the women I've slept with.
Do you still want to eat?
I heard... you always make her feel good first before you can feel good yourself?
You really are despicable. Have you forgotten who you are?
You are a high and mighty emperor, yet you lower yourself and kneel down to lick the boots for a woman. How did you manage that?
“You…” Mingmo was furious.
His younger brother raised his head, his not-so-handsome face bearing a casual expression.
"Brother, both men and women are despicable."
What you can't have is always the best.
She's not that great either; I've had enough sleep.
She shamelessly climbed onto my bed, and I kicked her away, but she still managed to climb back up.
Moreover, I never touch her first.
I would only treat her as the lowest of women, summoning her at will and dismissing her at will.
But she just couldn't bear to part with me.
But you treated her so well, you were so infatuated with her, and in the end, how did she treat you?
So that I can become the emperor, I'll pierce your very soul with a single sword strike.
Is it comfortable?
You've been given a second chance at life, so what? Still can't let go of your worries?
Do you still like her?
What's wrong with your brain?
Is it a water blister?
If your parents were alive, they would be driven crazy by you.
"You're still going to be my older brother? You might as well just be my younger brother!"
Mingmo: ...
He turned and left.
After Mingmo left, Baihua Zhu Huanyue crawled to his side and tried to touch his face, but he slapped her hand away in disgust, saying, "Don't touch me, you're filthy."
Baihua Zhu Huanyue bit her lip, looking pitiful. "Husband, I will definitely rescue you, no matter what it takes?"
"Does that include getting back into my brother's bed?" he sneered.
Looking at Baihua Zhuhuanyue with disdain, she said, "Who are you trying to impress with that pitiful look on your face?"
You're always wailing like you're at a funeral. I'm the one you cursed. Get lost, I don't need your help.
Marrying you was my bad luck; I should have just killed you with a sword so you wouldn't get in my way.
"My husband, I love you." Baihua Zhu Huanyue's tears fell again.
He snorted coldly and said impatiently, "Get lost, get far away from me."
I get annoyed just looking at you.
I don't know what my brother likes about you.
There wasn't a single thing about him that I found pleasing to the eye.
Baihua Zhu Huanyue wanted to cry but held back, and wanted to get close to him but didn't dare.
For hundreds of thousands of years, she still couldn't capture his heart.
No matter what she did, he only felt disgusted by her.
At first, he really liked himself.
Why?
She was unwilling to accept this; she wanted him to like her, and only like her.
But he always has a bunch of women with him, even when he's being intimate with her, he needs other women to be there and for her to watch.
Her heart ached terribly.
Why could she kill her own husband for him, yet not win his favor in return?
But she couldn't help but whisper to him, "My husband, I will definitely get you out of here."
Her only reply was, "Get lost, get far away from me. I've told you, I don't need your help."
Are your ears stuffed with monster hair?
I get annoyed just looking at you, get lost.
She's a real jinx; she's not even as cute as my concubines.
Lord of a Hundred Flowers and the Moon: ...
They could only silently endure the beatings and scoldings, and still had to continue to please the other person.
Mingmo, who had been standing there the whole time, witnessed this scene.
His eyes turned dark.
I closed my eyes and thought, "People are so despicable; I don't love those who love me."
Those who don't love me are forcing themselves on me.
He once had a woman who loved him very much, but he... lost her.
Mingmo couldn't help but sneer and shake his head.
"not worth."
He turned and left.
The younger brother, who was below, seemed to sense something, glanced at the cage above, and a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes.
But things quickly returned to calm.
He asked the Flower Master Huan Yue, "Do you really want to save me?"
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