C14 Never Forgive(1)

The room was so quiet that one could almost hear Chuyi's fragile breathing. Yelv deguang sat by the bed and looked at the shocking bloody wound on Chu Yi's back. She was now completely naked, lying on the bed like a newborn baby with her eyes closed. She had been asleep for a long time, ever since he had carried her from the kitchen to her own room. She didn't even react when he took off her clothes and applied medicine to her wounds.

Yelv deguang didn't know what he was upset about. He only knew that when this woman suddenly rushed over to receive the third whip, his heart hurt. Perhaps it was because, beyond his expectations, the women of the Central Plains were all so weak. But he really was shocked by her. Especially when she looked at him, the hatred in her eyes was obvious, but she didn't have a shred of regret. Then, she fainted. She had slept for two whole days now.

He should have thrown her into the dungeon where the slave should have gone after making a mistake, but when he saw the wounds on her body and the tears at the corners of her eyes, he was enchanted and carried her back to his room.

Chuyi felt as if her body had been run over by a car. She gently twisted her body, but was awoken by the heart-wrenching pain on her back. He opened his hazy eyes and suddenly did not know where he was. It wasn't until the pain in her back returned that she remembered the scene before she fainted. He carefully turned his head and saw Yelv deguang sitting on the edge of the bed. He jumped and tried to get up in a hurry but didn't dare to do too much. It was because she noticed that Yelv deguang had fallen asleep beside the bed.

When she realized that she was lying naked on the bed, she cursed in her heart. Damn Yelv deguang, he actually threw her on the bed like a little animal without leaving a single shred of self-respect. While thinking, he tried his best to support himself to sit up. He held the blanket and sat on the corner of the bed with his eyes wide open looking at Yelv deguang, who was sleeping against the bed pillar.

Wasn't this a good opportunity to kill him? She was happily thinking that since he was asleep, he definitely wasn't on guard at all. If she didn't kill him now to avenge her Liu Family, what was she waiting for? As he thought this, he decided to act immediately. Chuyi looked around but didn't see any sharp weapons. While feeling upset, she glanced at Yelv deguang's waist and saw a curved blade. From the looks of it, it was a blade that only belonged to the royal family of Chidan. As expected, when she heard Lang Mu call him Wang, she had already guessed that Yelv deguang wasn't an ordinary person.

But so what? Even if he was Qi Dan's emperor, he was still a demon that killed all of her over a hundred people with Liu Family. Feeling indignant, she endured the burning pain on her back and quietly moved to Yelv deguang's side. Seeing that he was still sleeping with his eyes closed, she lowered her head and carefully untied the knife at his waist. After finally getting it from her hands, she suddenly looked up and saw Yelv deguang's closed eyes. They were so close that she could clearly see Yelv deguang's rough but strong yet handsome face. She couldn't help but be a little absent-minded.

What kind of man was he? It was because her brother had caused the death of one of his fiancees, and after enduring for five years, he suddenly washed his Liu Family with blood. He seemed to hate every single one of them, and wished that he could kill them all. Now that her brother was dead, he transferred all of his hatred onto her.

You want to torture her? Chuyi glared at Yelv deguang as the hatred in her eyes deepened. "Then let's kill him." She had even killed her own brother, what else wouldn't dare? She held back the tears that were rolling in her eyes, raised her knife, and looked straight at Yelv deguang's sleeping face. Suddenly, she thought of Yelv deguang's eyes. They were really familiar. Although those eyes were closed now, they were deeply embedded in Chuyi's heart. She did not know where she had seen such eyes. She could not recall them. However, the wounded eyes that flashed past her mind, the sword in her hand was put down, tightly held in her hand.

She looked at the man in front of her who she hated to the extreme. He had killed her entire family, forcefully brought her out of the palace, and brought her out of the Central Plains. She was not sad for her own miserable fate. She was only lamenting the fate of having this person in front of her take revenge for her fiancee, yet forcing her to take revenge for Liu Family just because she wanted to kill him. Hatred, after going back and forth, was ultimately a bloody scene. She suddenly felt like she had no more strength left. She didn't even have the strength to pick up the small scimitar.

However, she must force herself to raise the knife and aim it at Yelv deguang's chest. She told herself again and again that she must kill him no matter what! Only by killing her would she be able to die in peace. That way, she could be reincarnated and reincarnated. She hoped that she could give birth to an ordinary family in her next life. Her parents were all kind. She hoped that there would no longer be blood and hatred by her side.

With a single push, her sword landed on his chest, just a little bit away from piercing into his flesh, then she could ruthlessly stab into his heart and let him die. But, why couldn't she move? She lamented her own soft-heartedness. Was this soft-heartedness? Why hadn't she killed him yet? Her heart was already in a mess.

She … She actually couldn't do it …

"If you don't, you won't have another chance!" Yelv deguang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her expressionlessly.

"Ah …" Chuyi's knife was instantly hit to the ground. Yelv deguang glared at the woman in front of him, while a brutal aura spread throughout his body. He raised his foot and kicked the fragile woman who was hugging the blanket to the ground.

Watching her roll to the side of the table before stopping, as if that kick was too hateful, blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth and onto the ground.

Yelv deguang looked at her coldly, lowering his body and picking up the knife his mother gave him. Thinking about how this woman raised the knife and wanted to stab him in his chest, he hated, damn it, this woman was really going to kill him! If he hadn't woken up earlier, he probably wouldn't have known about this. However, he didn't understand. In the beginning, even though she could have swung the sword twice, why did she keep giving it up? In the end, even when the tip of the blade was close to his chest, she didn't stab it down.