Chapter 53
The man's cold fingertips caressed the girl's soft cheeks, the delicate touch making this devil somewhat addicted.
Do you know who I am?
Wen Xin obediently shook her head, "I don't know."
The man in purple chuckled. "I don't know, and you're not making a sound? Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
He clearly did a lot of work to cover it up.
The girl seemed frightened again, tears welling up in her eyes, and she sobbed, "It's no use calling out."
This artificial hill is so remote that ordinary people wouldn't come here.
Otherwise, Wen Xian wouldn't have deliberately let the palace servants leave her here, making her lost and unable to find anyone to help her.
She looked at him through teary eyes, "If you want to kill me, there's nothing I can do."
The man in purple was speechless.
Then he saw the girl pull out a purse and hand it to him, saying, "There's medicine inside, take it."
Purple-clad man: "..."
He gave a half-smile, "Are you an idiot?"
Wen Xin was so angry that her face turned red. She wanted to glare at him but didn't have the guts. She just sat there with her head down, sulking, looking like she had given up on everything, as if to say: Kill me if you want, I don't want to live anymore!
The girl was all soft and delicate, making her look even more pitiful.
I don't know how I was bullied in the past, which led me to develop such a naive and submissive nature.
The man in purple suddenly sat down next to her, showing no intention of killing her.
Wen Xin carefully turned her head to look at him and saw him leaning against the artificial hill, his expression cold and his eyes deep, looking even more world-weary than she did.
The wound was still bleeding, but he didn't care at all, as if he didn't care if he bled to death.
But Wen Xin couldn't take it anymore. She bit her lip and tentatively whispered, "Why don't you treat your wound?"
Don't give up on treatment!
Seeing her timid as a harmless, soft little animal in the forest, the man in purple was certain that she was indeed a little fool.
If Wen Xin knew what he was thinking, she would immediately turn into a villain and show him what she's capable of.
The man in purple said nonchalantly, "If you can't stand it, then deal with it for me."
Wen Xin: "..."
She stared at the man speechlessly, wondering whether the body belonged to him or her.
However, the image of a kind, saintly, and soft-hearted person cannot be ruined.
Besides, this person looks like a crazy freak with a mental problem, so she tolerated it!
Wen Xin had no choice but to rummage through her purse for some wound medicine and wipe away the blood from his wound.
As she was tending to his wounds, the girl stood very close, and the warm, sweet fragrance emanating from her body filled the man in purple's nostrils.
Her thick, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, still glistening with teardrops. Her face was fair and delicate, her cherry lips slightly pursed, so fragile that it seemed he could break her with the slightest force.
She was quiet and gentle, without a single thorn in her body. She was afraid of him, like a small animal's instinctive fear of a wild beast, but she was not calculating, nor did she have the greed that disgusted him.
Even though he had said he would kill her, she was still willing to treat his wounds gently, as if she was worried about hurting him.
Unbeknownst to him, the dark and violent murderous intent in the man's eyes gradually dissipated, his headache seemed to ease, and he even felt a rare moment of peace.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and his deep eyes stared at the girl in front of him with an ambiguous look.
The man in purple raised his other hand and covered his face, a slight smile curving his thin lips, revealing an interest and the domineering, predatory desire of a powerful figure.
Wen Xin seemed oblivious to his grotesque smile, and pulled out a bandage from another pouch to bandage his wound.
The man in purple's eyes flickered slightly. "Why do you have so many random things on you?"
Wen Xin wanted to glare at him again, but when she saw the cold dragon pattern on his gorgeous clothes, she chickened out and complained in a low voice, "What do you mean by messy stuff? I prepared all of this for myself."
He chuckled, "Why are you preparing all this?"
As a prince's wife, she didn't carry those delicate little items that women usually have, but she did carry medicine and bandages.
Wen Xin glanced at him, then fell silent, suddenly becoming very downcast.
The man paused slightly, then suddenly remembered her situation in the Wen family and the Xuanwu Marquis's residence, and fell silent.
"alright."
After bandaging his wound, Wen Xin silently sat back down in her original spot. She looked like a soft, delicate ball of skin, easy to bully and pitiful.
The man in purple couldn't resist reaching out and poking the soft bun, a particularly wicked and impulsive act.
The girl's wet eyes immediately looked over.
Her gaze returned to him, and the man in purple felt satisfied. But seeing that she was about to cry, he raised an eyebrow, as if deliberately trying to scare her, "You treated my wounds because you thought I wouldn't kill you?"
The soft-spoken girl seemed frightened again, staring blankly at him. After a moment, she silently hugged herself, choking back sobs, "Then kill him!"
Purple-clad man: "..."
He was speechless. "Won't you just beg for mercy?"
The girl asked him softly, "Then I beg you, please don't kill me?"
The man in purple said in a sinister tone, "The more people beg me not to kill them, the more I want to tear them to pieces."
Wen Xin: "..."
Why are you asking such a silly question?
Holy crap, this is an utterly twisted and bizarre thing!
The girl sobbed, "Can't you just give other people a quick death?"
The man in purple said in a grotesque tone, "Heh heh!"
Wen Xin... Wen Xin sobbed, and tears kept falling.
Purple-clad man: "..."
He raised his hand to rub his temples, his expression fierce, "Don't cry."
Then the girl's tears fell even harder.
The man in purple: I really want to kill someone, but...
His handsome face was tense and irritable. He roughly wiped away her tears with his large hand, making her delicate skin red.
Someone: "!"
Women are such a hassle!
"Try crying again!"
"Alright, alright, I won't kill you anymore," he said, completely dumbfounded!
Wen Xin blinked her bright, affectionate eyes, like a cute, fluffy white creature, looking at him expectantly: "Really?"
The man in purple twirled his fingers hidden under his sleeve, almost unable to resist pulling the delicate woman into his arms and rubbing her gently.
It must be very soft!
He nodded expressionlessly.
The girl's tense body relaxed, and she looked even softer.
She said softly, "Thank you so much, you're such a kind person."
Purple-clad man: "..."
He rubbed his forehead in exasperation; this little idiot was beyond saving.
Just as he was about to say something, a noise suddenly came from the direction of the artificial hill.
"Your Highness, what are you doing?"
The man's gentle voice carried a hint of helplessness.
"Does the Crown Prince not understand what I intend to do?"
Princess Qinghe stared intently at the handsome and dignified man before her, her eyes filled with burning infatuation.
"Shangguan Hao, I have admired you since I was a child. I don't believe you don't know that."
Shangguan Hao, seemingly at a loss, said, "Your Highness, I am already married."
"How could Wen Xin, that useless orphan girl who brought misfortune to her parents, be worthy of you?"
"Your Highness..."
"Shangguan Hao, if you dare to say a word for Wen Xin, I will never forgive you."
"Why must Your Highness do this?"
"You clearly don't love Wen Xin, Shangguan Hao, so why did you marry her? What do I lack compared to her?"
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