Pathological Trapping - Chap 91
Mu Jian stared at Li Dezhuang’s face without avoiding or dodging, “You are kind to everyone, why don’t you treat me better?”
Li Dezhuang roared in his heart.
Because you are crazy!
madman!
He didn’t dare to say anything and just turned his face away and ignored him.
Mu Jian pinched his chin and forced his eyes to look at him, then he felt slightly satisfied.
”Am I not good to you? You are so arrogant that you avoid me. You know that I have you in my heart, but you still want to torture me.
That woman was a vicious person, she was not kind to me or you. The others died, that was their fate.
You are willing to quarrel with me for them, but you won’t give me a bit of face? You are so angry, are you trying to kill me?”
Li Dezhuang didn’t say anything.
Mu Jian looked at him deeply and slowly uttered two words.
”It’s too late.”
He smiled and said, “If you had known that I would be obsessed with Guard Li, you should have killed me when I was still a little prince in the cold palace and no one cared about me.”
”Right now, the city guards, the imperial guards, the harem, the imperial court, I have people everywhere. You can kill me or you have to come down to the underworld to accompany me. You can never escape.”
His eyes were fixed on Li Dezhuang’s face.
Like the tongue of a poisonous snake, bright red.
He was entangled by such a poisonous snake, which made it difficult for him to even breathe.
“Pah.”
There was a slapping sound, crisp and loud.
The coachmen outside were all dumbfounded and drove the carriages tremblingly.
Mu Jian used his tongue to touch the side of his face that was hit, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
”Guard Li, how many times have you hit me?”
Li Dezhuang took a deep breath, lowered his head suddenly, and bit the palm of his hand that was holding his chin. The smell of blood immediately filled his entire mouth.
Mu Jian didn’t even frown.
He looked at him quietly for a while, his eyes touched the mist in his eyes, and his pupils trembled slightly. He reached out and touched his head, like stroking the fur of an angry dog.
He lowered his head, “I’m not okay.”
Li Dezhuang raised his watery eyes and slowly relaxed.
Mu Jian wanted to hug him, but he brushed his hand away.
Mu Jian’s eyes turned cold.
Li Dezhuang glared at him, “Have you ever asked me if I can accept the way you treat me? Your kindness to me is all stained with blood!”
Blood was dripping from the bitten place on Mu Jian’s hand.
A small splash of blood appeared on the wooden board of the carriage.
He smiled, “Guardian Li’s family must be treating you very well. You must be very happy, right? In this royal family, whose hands are not stained with blood? Who’s good life is not achieved by stepping on the corpses of others?”
”If someone hurts me an inch, I will return him a foot. If someone hurts you an inch, I will return him a yard.”
”I did this willingly. You never ordered me, nor did you hint at me. When he goes to the underworld, it will be me who will be punished. It will be me who will go to the eighteen levels of hell. Is it because you love me that you are so awkward with me?”
Li Dezhuang pursed his lips and said nothing.
Mu Jian moved closer to him like a puppy, crouched in front of him, and as if afraid of being bitten by him again, he pulled the corner of his clothes and shook it gently.
”Guard Li, Zhuangzhuang, Shouzhi, brother.”
He kept shouting.
Each cry is more heartbreaking than the last.
Li Dezhuang finally lowered his eyes to look at him.
How can there be such a person?
The previous second, he had made all the calculations and used all the insidious tactics he could think of.
The next second, he looked as innocent and pitiful as a child.
Mu Jian: “After I die, I will accept whatever the King of Hell wants to sentence me to. Please love me and let me live a good life before I die. I am not afraid of others, not even the King of Hell, but I am afraid of you. Very afraid.”
”When others hit me and hurt me, it only hurts my skin. But when Guard Li hit me and bit me, it not only hurts my skin, but also hurts my heart. My heart is bleeding.”
Li Dezhuang grabbed his hand and said, “You get up first.”
”I can’t afford it.”
”If you don’t get up I’ll be mad!”
Mu Jian smiled and immediately went up to kiss Li Dezhuang on the lips, “So you weren’t angry just now. You really scared me.”
Li Dezhuang pushed him.
”Don’t touch me!”
Mu Jian stepped back a little feeling aggrieved and deliberately touched Li Dezhuang’s hand with his bloody hand.
The blood flowed onto Li Dezhuang’s hands.
Li Dezhuang looked down.
Mu Jian said: “Follow me, I will obey you. If you don’t like something, tell me, coax me, kiss me, and I won’t do it. If you let me touch you, I will be willing to die.”
These words made Li Dezhuang’s ears turn red with embarrassment.
He didn’t know how to answer this question, so he lowered his head, still keeping his eyes on his bleeding hand.
I was really furious at that time.
Confiscate the force.
The bite was a bit harsh.
Still bleeding.
Mu Jian licked the tears that rolled out of the corners of his eyes, “Are you still staring at me? You feel so sorry for me, I can’t help but kiss you.”
Li Dezhuang suddenly looked up and stared at him.
Mu Jian didn’t care about his expression. As long as he looked at him, he would get close to him and kiss his cheek. His breathing became faster and faster. “Guard Li, do you understand? If you do, kiss me. You bit me so hard…”
Li Dezhuang didn’t move.
Mu Jian still stuck to him.
”If you don’t comfort me, I will have to find someone to compensate me for this pain, so that I won’t feel uncomfortable.”
Li Dezhuang gritted his teeth and kissed his lips.
Mu Jian smiled.
”Guard Li is so good!”
Chapter 71: Oh no! Father wants to find a wife for your husband
The fact that the imperial concubine had affairs with so many people was kept secret for the sake of the royal family’s reputation.
They just gave her a random name, put a straw mat on her, and threw her body out of the palace.
As for those palace servants who were implicated in this matter, they didn’t even have a name or a straw mat.
