Jun Ye's fingertips, which were clasping her wrist, quietly slipped into her sleeve, and he leaned over to kiss her.
"Oh, you little liar."
Is this what it means to care? He is always thinking about her, and the slightest disturbance can give rise to countless thoughts in him.
Mo Qin didn't know what made him distrust herself so much.
Even though I argued and explained it many times, he never really believed it.
But he asked me to treat him. What a contradictory person.
"Are you happy today?"
Jun Ye began to take off the pearl hairpins on Mo Qin's head. If there were too many, she would find it heavy. His eyes fell on Mo Qin's face, wanting to see the emotions in her eyes.
Are you happy that Junchen’s leg is completely broken, or are you happy that his wedding didn’t take place?
None of them are good.
Her happiness was unreasonable.
He has to think too much again.
After taking the medicine for so many days, he rarely lost control of his temper, and the anger that had been constantly surging in his heart had dissipated.
But he knew that his violence was still there, hidden deep in his heart, and that was a part of him that truly belonged to him.
Mo Qin understood the hidden meaning in his words and asked the same question twice.
She raised her eyes, her light brown pupils sparkling, "So should I be happy or not?"
Jun Ye's Adam's apple moved slightly, but he didn't answer her.
He took off all the pearls and gems on the girl's head. Half of her black hair was scattered on her shoulders. His hand slowly moved to her earlobe and gently took off her earrings.
Then he started talking about something else.
"Do you know how many memorials I receive every day, urging me to choose a concubine?"
He didn't know what the girl liked about Jun Chen, nor did he know how to make her like him.
He just told her over and over again that he could do it and others couldn't.
But in Mo Qin's eyes, isn't it normal to only have each other?
She looked at Jun Ye suspiciously, and had other ideas about the "taking a concubine" that he mentioned repeatedly.
"You want to take a concubine?"
"Every man in the world has three wives and four concubines, but I am the only one who has you. I am the emperor. Whatever you want, even if it exists in this world, I can bring it to you."
When he said this, he curled his lips and smiled, his voice full of joy.
"Qinqin, no one in this world will treat you better than me."
Jun Ye took out a dagger. The scabbard was golden and inlaid with several blood-red gems. He pulled out the dagger and handed the handle to Mo Qin.
The blade is extremely sharp, emitting a cold silver light.
He held Mo Qin's hand and put the tip of the knife against his heart. The blade reflected the madness in his eyes.
He was still smiling until this moment.
Not only is he physically ill, he is also mentally ill.
"If I betray you, you can stab me in the heart."
"I only want you, can you only want me too?"
The tip of the knife was against him, but he was still pressing forward. Mo Qin's eyelids jumped and he quickly threw the dagger in his hand aside.
"Are you crazy?"
"It's not just you. Who else could it be? Jun Ye, I've told you many times, but you just don't believe me."
There was a hint of coldness in Mo Qin's voice, but more of helplessness.
The physical illness has been cured, but the psychological problems are getting worse. Why is this happening?
Without the barrier, he hugged Mo Qin and was as intimate as usual.
"If you say it a few more times, maybe I'll believe it."
When it comes to a sense of security, only the person who receives it can say whether it is enough.
He personally cut off the possibility of her and Jun Chen; he created a rift between her and the Mo family; he openly doted on her and protected her; those court officials were eager to try to fill his harem with people, and they were eyeing the position next to her covetously.
He placed her in an isolated city, and only by choosing him and standing by him could she be safe.
But he still felt that he couldn't trap her.
Every time she left the palace, he felt like he had let a bird fly away, and in the blink of an eye it would never come back.
He is restless, he is going crazy.
Jun Chen opened his eyes with great effort, and the bright red bed curtain came into view.
He couldn't feel his legs.
A dark head was lying beside the bed. It was Liang Yubing. She was still wearing her red wedding dress.
The long coma seemed to have consumed all the strength in his body. Jun Chen tried several times before he successfully raised his arm, grabbed Liang Yubing's hair and tore it hard.
"Ah!!" Liang Yubing woke up with a sudden pain on her scalp. She looked up and met Jun Chen's gloomy eyes. Her back stiffened and she forced a smile.
"Cousin, are you awake?!"
She swallowed and quickly stood up from the bed, her sore legs trembling.
"I'll call the doctor."
Soon, hurried and messy footsteps were heard outside, and the housekeeper came in hurriedly with the imperial physician.
After an examination, the imperial physician said that once the man woke up, his life would probably not be in danger, but his legs were worse than before. He would be very afraid of colds and his physical condition was damaged, so he would need to take infusions of decoctions and medicines.
From then on, he became a sickly person.
As Jun Chen listened, his face darkened and his eyes lost their luster.
The furnishings in the house remained the same as they were on the wedding day, but the red ornaments and satin only made him feel as if he were in hell.
It's not joy, it's despair.
The imperial physician wrote another prescription and the housekeeper sent the patient out. The room became much quieter.
Jun Chen turned to look at Liang Yubing.
She had a messy hair, her clothes were wrinkled and messy, and there were heavy bruises under her eyes. She just stood far away and didn't dare to come forward.
Jun Chen was in a coma for three days, and during these three days the housekeeper locked her in the room to guard Jun Chen.
She said she could only go out when Jun Chen woke up.
Of course she was not happy about it and wanted to use her status as a princess to pressure him, but it was of no use.
It was also at this time that she realized that apart from Jun Chen, the housekeeper had the most power in the palace. She had lived in the palace for several months and thought she was the mistress, but in fact she was just a decoration in the palace.
Seeing Jun Chen looking at her, she clenched the hem of her clothes with both hands, and tears came out without much hesitation.
"Cousin, I'm glad you woke up. You don't know how worried I was about you."
She touched her hair awkwardly, "Cousin, please stop staring at me like that. I must look terrible right now. I've been guarding you day and night these days. I haven't gotten a good night's sleep, and I haven't had time to change my clothes..."
Jun Chen's deep gaze was calm, as if he had already seen through Liang Yubing's tricks.
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"Huh? Three...three days."
Liang Yubing wanted to say a few more good words for herself when the housekeeper came in from outside, followed by two beautiful maids, both carrying food.
"Master, I asked the kitchen to warm up the porridge."
Two beautiful maids came forward, helped Jun Chen up and made him sit half-way, and brought him porridge.
The butler bowed slightly towards Liang Yubing, but his words were not respectful at all. However, compared with the previous few days, he was much better.
"Ms. Liang, please go back to your room and tidy up your appearance before serving me."
Liang Yubing looked at Jun Chen with red eyes, but the other party didn't even give her a spare glance.
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