Смертная любовь в эпоху Северной Сун

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Looks so familiar...

His scrutinizing gaze lingered on her alluring face, a hint of contemplation flickering in his eyes. If her features were more defined, her complexion darker, her expression more piercing, her eyes more…

"Chen, you've seen it yourself. I have children now, I'm living a good, peaceful, and comfortable life. A life of deceit and treachery really isn't for me. After so many years of this, I've seen through it all, and I've come to understand. All I need is a peaceful haven, to live out the rest of my life in tranquility… So, please allow me to be selfish just this once, I beg you… not to disturb my peace…"

With each sentence Rongyue uttered, Tuoba Chen's face grew colder. When Rongyue insisted on finishing her sentence, his expression was chillingly menacing!

"You have children? You're living a comfortable and peaceful life? Ha, yes, you're living a carefree and comfortable life, but what about me? What about me! What am I supposed to do! Tell me, what am I to you! Tell me!!"

“Yu Yan…”

"I already said, there's nothing between her and me! She's just my sister-in-law, nothing more!!"

"Listen to me, what I want to say is that Yu Yan is a good woman..."

Tuoba Chen's tall frame loomed closer, his eyes suddenly narrowing coldly: "And then?"

"I hope you..." Tuoba Chen's approach made her feel suffocated. She braced herself behind her, her body involuntarily leaning back: "You can... live well..."

A violent kiss cut off Rongyue's unspoken words.

With punishment and rage, Tuoba Hong almost bit and gnawed, violently and ruthlessly ravaging her two delicate lips, roughly sweeping over her resisting tongue, almost cruelly robbing her of her breath, giving her almost no chance to catch her breath...

"I'm...sorry..." She slumped weakly in Tuoba Chen's arms, her heart filled with bitterness. She closed her eyes tightly, concealing the pain of her struggle.

"Why? Tell me, why?" Tuoba Chen roared, his voice low and wounded, as he held Rongyue tightly. His mournful cry sounded like that of a wounded beast.

"I'm too ashamed to follow you anymore, I'm really too ashamed..."

"What the hell are you being so stubborn about! I don't mind, I don't mind at all! Did you hear me? I only want you, I don't care about anything else!"

"I'm sorry, I can't let go."

"The mistress..."

"Don't try to persuade me anymore, I won't go with you. You know my temperament, once I've made up my mind, no one can change it."

"It's for my sake, okay? Relax, just pretend nothing happened..."

"Just because the wind blows doesn't mean it never came."

"Mistress!" Tuoba Chen's voice suddenly turned icy: "In the end, you still can't get rid of your so-called pride, your arrogance, your self-esteem, can you!"

My body trembled.

He took a deep breath and dug his fingertips into his palm: "Yes."

Tuoba Chen yanked Rongyue out of his arms, staring at her through gritted teeth, and said, "You're willing to throw away our relationship for your pride, isn't that right?"

A look of guilt crossed his face: "I'm sorry..."

"You selfish woman!" With a forceful shove, Rongyue was thrown onto the bed, caught off guard. "Our love couldn't withstand your laughable pride! You mistress, what else do you want me to say! Ha, what can I say! It's ridiculous, so ridiculous! I, Tuoba Chen, am probably the biggest fool in the world, a complete idiot!!"

He chuckled self-deprecatingly a few times, then coldly stood up from the soft bed, flicked his sleeves, and slammed the door shut as he left!

Hearing the painful creaking of the wooden door and feeling the cold wind blowing in from outside, Rongyue remained in the position where he had pushed her down, her almond-shaped eyes wide open in a daze, her mind replaying the angry and hurt face of Tuoba Chen just now...

Was she selfish? Was she really selfish? No, she just didn't want to lose her pride, that's all...

Brother Yao, didn't you say that you can lose anything in this world, but you must never lose your pride? Because you said that only with pride can one live freely, live authentically, and live happily. But why, why is it that now she has preserved her pride, yet feels so lost...?

He said her pride was laughable, he said her selfishness was horribly bad. Brother Yao, tell her, is her insistence right or wrong...?

Was she wrong? Was she really wrong...?

Thud...

The wooden door was kicked open violently, and Tuoba Chen returned, enveloped in cold wind and anger. He strode towards Rong Yue, stopping in front of the bed and looking down at her.

Shock mixed with a slight, almost imperceptible, delight, Rongyue stood there stunned, her lips trembling as she murmured, "Chen..."

"You want me to let you go? No way!" He scooped Rongyue up from the soft bed and, without saying a word, carried her to the bedroom next door.

"What are you doing!" Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she warily stared at Tuoba Chen, whose footsteps were swift and rapid.

She lowered her head, a smile playing on her lips: "What do you think?"

With a bang, he kicked the bedroom door shut, and with a wave of his hand, the gauze curtains billowed up, the beaded curtains fell, and a section of the bed sank in.

"Aren't you very concerned that the child isn't mine? In that case, how about we have a third child?" As he spoke, his large, well-defined hand slid down to his waist, his fingertips deftly unbuttoning his clothes. With a flick of his wrist, layers of clothing fluttered down like colorful butterflies, gently and gracefully.

With deep longing and burning love, the cool palms roamed freely, teasing and caressing, sending shivers down the skin wherever they touched…

Grabbing Tuoba Chen's wicked hand, she bit her pink lips, her eyelashes trembling slightly: "I have an injury on my leg..."

He glanced at his left leg, which was adorned with a sash, and slightly turned his tall, strong body to avoid touching the injured leg: "Don't worry, I'll be careful."

He bent down, his burning body pressing against hers, and kissed her passionately all the way down her collarbone, leaving behind countless marks of love...

"What is it now?" Tuoba Chen looked up, his eyes filled with lust, and his voice was exceptionally sexy and alluring.

"I...I'm not feeling well today..."

"Not feeling well?" He chuckled softly, glancing at Rongyue who had guiltily looked away. He gently cupped her delicate cheeks, lowered his head, and brought his lips close to her pink lips, whispering between her teeth, "Don't worry, how could your husband bear to make you uncomfortable?"

As he spoke, his back slumped down forcefully. His jade-like face smiled gently, "Does it feel good, baby?"

My toes curled up, and my whole body tingled and trembled as if an electric current was running through me.