Sheng Zhiyu paused for a moment, laughed softly, and whispered in her ear, his voice low and hoarse: "Xili...you...save some face for me, okay?"
"What… "
He held her back tightly, his voice was low and painful, "I mean, next time, you don't have to go out of the palace to see fourth brother without telling me... Just tell me... tell me in advance... OK?"
When he thought of Xi Li lying to him that he was going back to the Ji family in order to leave the palace to meet his fourth brother, but what happened... He saw them getting together in Lan Yue Pavilion...
No matter what, Sheng Zhiyu was still her husband in name, so he wouldn't feel uncomfortable.
Ji Xili was stunned and said, "You misunderstood me... I..."
"How do you want me to tell Fourth Brother and the others that my queen tricked me into leaving the palace to meet her sweetheart! I don't know anything!"
Ji Xili was stunned by Sheng Zhiyu's roar. Perhaps she was used to being treated gently by Sheng Zhiyu, but she had never been treated so harshly by Sheng Zhiyu. She was stunned for a long time before speaking softly: "Ah Yu, when you wake up, we can talk about this again."
Sheng Zhiyu hugged her tightly and stared at her with red eyes, "I'm very awake... It's Xi Li, you've been pretending not to understand my thoughts!" He said, and smiled very self-deprecatingly, "I know, I know that the person in Xi Li's heart has always been the fourth brother, I know..."
Sheng Zhiyu said, afraid that Ji Xili would say something that would make him sad, so he kissed her lips again and kissed her hard.
But I can't feel any happiness.
After returning to Ziling Palace, Sheng Zhiyu put the person in his arms on the bed, squinted his drunken eyes, and opened his clothes while staring straight at the woman on the bed. After a while, he pressed forward.
It hurt her so clearly and forcefully, as if he wanted her to understand whose woman she was now.
…
Ji Xili didn't struggle during the whole process.
Moreover, she really didn't know what she could explain to Sheng Zhiyu when he was drunk, and Sheng Zhiyu didn't give her a chance to explain at all.
Compared with the first time, this time Sheng Zhiyu was much rougher and went in with almost no foreplay. Ji Xili was so painful that she shed tears. She was angry and distressed.
She knew how wronged Sheng Zhiyu felt that he was angry with her like this, but he clearly misunderstood her...
She had no intention of going to see Sheng Qianmo without telling him...
It's just that I didn't have time to tell him...
After being vented like this, Ji Xili lay limply on the bed, as if her whole body no longer belonged to her. She was so tortured that she didn't even have the strength to speak, but Sheng Zhiyu still wanted to turn her over. He held her chin and spoke slowly and hoarsely, his voice no longer gentle: "I hope the queen understands that today is different from the past. You are my queen. Before doing anything in the future, think about whose woman you are now."
Ji Xili was so angry that he wanted to raise his hand to slap him and ask him if he was sober, but he didn't have the strength at all. He held his hand just as he was about to raise it. Sheng Zhiyu's eyes were half-squinted, with a hint of darkness. Dumb, he stared at her for a long time, finally got up, put on his shirt and said calmly: "You should have a good rest."
After saying that, he left.
Ji Xili clutched the quilt tightly and cursed "son of a bitch" a hundred times in his mind.
Son of a bitch!
Is this how he likes himself
After bullying her, she left...