The four eyes faced each other, a mixture of sharp and indifferent streams of light.
It seems that at this moment, Zijin is no longer the little woman who only had to compromise with him before...
She loves him, she just wants to love him openly and honestly, she doesn't want to compromise anymore, let alone herself for this.
If Su Huang really doesn't want her anymore, no matter how hard she tries to keep her, it's useless, then she should let her go.
Although she will never forget such a person in her life, just like Su Huang has never found another woman in these years.
However, when Su Huang heard her words, she laughed coldly, "Do you think that I, the king, are just like you, only telling lies, and doing everything you can to get it with purpose?"
Zi Jing pinched his chin and was forced to look at him in a daze, her eyes seemed to be stung by something. After a while, she narrowed her eyes sadly, opened her mouth, and said with a trembling voice: "Then don't worry about it. Me! Knowing that I am such a hateful person, why do you have to control me again and again!"
Su Huang stared at her and pursed her thin lips. But even his breath was filled with sullenness, as if he was brewing a little bit of condensed anger.
Zijing was not afraid of life and death. She looked at him and said with tears in her eyes: "Chen Mei wanted to take me back, but I didn't want to go back, so I lied to him and said that I stayed with you for a purpose. Su Huang, if I really wanted to seize some information, I wouldn't be standing here now. You could even kill me. If I die, you can finally trust me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Huang turned around and walked to the wall without saying a word, took out the sword from its sheath and stepped forward, pressing it against Zijin's neck almost instantly.
Zijing was usually a person who was afraid of pain, someone who would point out any injury aggrievedly. For this moment, with a cold sword pressed against her neck, she stood motionless in front of him. , a pair of eyes stared straight at him, without batting an eyelash, but there was firm despair in their eyes, which was despair for love.
Su Huang also pursed her thin lips without saying a word, staring indifferently at the decisive person in front of her. Zijin was the best actor he had ever seen. Many times, he couldn't tell what she was doing. Whether the tears were really sad or fake, but the look in Zi Jing's eyes at this moment made him shake his heart. He finally opened his lips slowly, but almost exhausted all his patience to ask her this question. , he spoke forcefully and coldly, word by word: "Nine years ago, you betrayed me for the Southern Dynasty, right?"
Zi Jing's lips trembled slightly, as if she was trying to swallow the bitterness, but she still answered him with great difficulty: "Yes."
"When you were about to give birth, I, the king, chose to forgive you because you were pregnant with little Susu. What you repaid to me was that you gave birth to little Susu and ran away overnight. In nine years, you have never come back to see me. His side. You said you can’t let go of me and little Susu, so may I ask you, where have you been these past few years?”
Redbud's tears suddenly flowed down.
Su Huang smiled faintly: "Don't cry, Zijin. We all no longer have the impulse we had when we were young. This is not a problem that can be solved by crying."
Zijin retreated step by step, and finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground, covering her face and sobbing.
Su Huang's smile faded little by little. He lowered his eyes and looked at Bauhinia calmly, then slowly leaned down.