Li Chang'an's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of her wide sleeve, her slender hand once again precisely gripped Feng Beichuan's neck.
The entire movement was swift and fierce, as fast as lightning.
"You shameless scoundrel, spouting nonsense! I will end your life today!"
After saying that, Li Chang'an tightened her grip as if she wanted to snap Feng Beichuan's neck. Her eyes were clear and cold as a spring, and her face was devoid of any emotion, like a demon from hell.
Feng Beichuan felt a tightness in his chest, his neck aching from being gripped so tightly. Could there really be such a woman in this world, with a face as beautiful as a flower, yet so ruthless?
Perhaps Li Chang'an is the only woman like this in the world?
With his chest heaving violently, Feng Beichuan struggled to breathe like a trapped beast with chains around its neck, but he felt powerless to do so.
Without a doubt, this woman in front of him could really be the one to marry him.
Don't you want to know the truth?
After managing to utter a few words with difficulty, Feng Beichuan felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body. His face had turned bluish-purple, making him look extremely frightening.
Li Chang'an's eyes flickered, and he loosened his grip slightly. "If you utter even a single lie, I will send you to meet the King of Hell."
"Cough cough cough..."
At this moment, Feng Beichuan seemed to have been resurrected, coughing violently. It felt like he was about to cough up a mouthful of blood at any moment, and his complexion had improved somewhat.
Despite her disheveled state, Feng Beichuan still wore that smile that Li Chang'an found repulsive. She frowned and turned her face to the side, but her gaze was still like a poisoned dagger piercing straight at Feng Beichuan.
"I will naturally speak frankly and without reservation."
His gaze shifted, and Feng Beichuan's tone carried a hint of flippancy as he met the woman's eyes without fear. "The story is a bit long; we can't just tell it here, can we?"
Looking at the shameless man in front of him, Li Chang'an wanted nothing more than to slap him twice. "What do you want?"
Feng Beichuan nodded, looking at the woman in front of him with a mournful expression, but he was helpless against her and could only silently protest against Li Chang'an's "tyranny".
Suddenly, she felt a warm touch on her hand. It turned out that Feng Beichuan's chin had touched Li Chang'an's fingers. Li Chang'an instantly felt like she was being pricked by needles and almost let go. However, she did not let go. Instead, she quickly moved her hand down an inch and squinted at Feng Beichuan's eyes, showing no sign of backing down.
"Then let's get straight to the point, right here. If you try to evade the issue again, I'll make sure you don't get another chance to speak."
Feng Beichuan knew that the woman in front of him was not joking, so he let it go. He put away his nonchalant demeanor and said seriously, "When the rabbit is caught, the hunting dog is cooked. The princess is very intelligent and will not follow in the footsteps of her deceased parents."
And so, amidst the cold rain, Feng Beichuan leisurely told Li Chang'an a story from the past that was even colder than the rain itself, a story that few people knew.
That year, her father was a pillar of the nation, a wise and insightful national advisor.
At that time, her parents were deeply in love and had a profound bond.
In the end, the vow of life and death became a separation of life and death.
His respected father, the emperor of the country, turned out to be a man who killed his father and took his mother like a bandit.
Feng Beichuan finished telling his story. He looked at the woman's face but couldn't discern her emotions.
However, her face, which was once as radiant as a summer flower, has now turned into a fallen leaf in autumn.
Li Chang'an fell silent. The scene of her father's tragic death seemed to appear before her eyes. Perhaps her mother had also wanted to go with her father at that time, but she still had their child, their unborn child.
My head is throbbing with pain, and my heart is aching terribly.
"Princess?"
Feng Beichuan called out tentatively, and that gloomy face made him feel both unfamiliar and frightened.
"Is everything you're saying true?"
After a long while, Li Chang'an spoke each word as if it were a sharp blade.
Her voice was hoarse, and the world seemed to change color in response.
"Whether it is true or false, the princess will decide for herself."
Feng Beichuan spoke slowly, but his answer was completely irrelevant.
"I will kill you!"
Li Chang'an almost gritted his teeth to powder, and his eyes were practically spitting fire.
Feng Beichuan seemed to have anticipated all of this, and slowly closed his eyes. However, after a long time, he did not feel any threat of death.
"Why?"
Li Chang'an suddenly spoke, his grip tightening, "Why are you telling me all this?"
That suffocating feeling started to reappear, and Feng Beichuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that if he didn't tell the truth, or if what he said made Li Chang'an think it wasn't the truth, then he would be doomed here today.
"Because I couldn't bear to do it."
Feng Beichuan spoke earnestly, his eyes devoid of any other emotion. Looking at the woman before him, he felt she wasn't particularly cute, yet he couldn't bring himself to dislike her.
"Oh."
Li Chang'an couldn't help but laugh. This person's reason was so simple that she found it scornful. This guy was actually pitying her!
She was actually smiling, but why did her face look so sorrowful? Come to think of it, such a strong-willed woman, a majestic female warrior, had actually recognized her enemy as her father and protected his country for so many years. No one would be able to accept that in a short time.
Looking at Li Chang'an's smile, which was more like a grimace, Feng Beichuan felt a tightness in his chest. Was he being too cruel?
"Don't be sad, you have the right to know these things."
Feng Beichuan was a little embarrassed. He was proud of his eloquence, but when it came to this, he didn't know how to comfort him. He thought for a moment, patted his chest and said in a generous manner, "How about this, if you are really sad, just lie in my arms and have a good cry. You won't feel sad after you've cried it out."
This method may sound a bit funny, but it is something Feng Beichuan has actually experienced firsthand. It's just that back then, he didn't even have a hug where he could lie down and cry.
"real?"
Li Chang'an was somewhat skeptical.
"Come on, cry as long as you want, I'll stay with you for as long as you want!"
Feng Beichuan had a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, as if he were about to make a great sacrifice.
Although he said that, his body betrayed him as he moved closer to Li Chang'an. The two were now extremely close, their eyes meeting. Feng Beichuan even winked at Li Changle, his eyes watery and alluring, with a hint of seduction.
"screw you!"
With a flick of his hand, Feng Beichuan fell to the ground.
"Your Highness, couldn't you have been a little gentler? If I break my back like this, I'll be ruined for the rest of my life!"
"If it can't be done, then it can't be done!"
Li Chang'an maintained a cold expression as he watched the man in front of him struggle to his feet. He pondered the words the man had just spoken, and then recalled the emperor's earlier probing of him. These past events were undoubtedly true.
Feng Beichuan stood up and patted his white clothes, which were covered in mud. Although the dirt soaked by the rain could not be shaken off, he picked up the umbrella that had fallen to the side, and held it up, wanting to walk to the gloomy woman's side to shield her from some of the shadows.
But Li Chang'an didn't wait for him to come over; he only left behind a receding figure.
That figure seemed to stand alone, detached from the world.
Feng Beichuan opened his mouth slightly, but he couldn't utter a single word.
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