Chapter 137 Why Don't You Die?
"What if?" Ji Ruxuan's throat became hoarse, "This is not an ordinary medicine, and you will be fine if you survive it. In Fengyue Field, many people use similar medicines to torture the most violent and disobedient women, women In general poisoning, there are only two paths, either lose your innocence, or die."

Jiang Fuguang bit his lip until blood oozes, lowered his head and did not speak.

"Jiang Fuguang," Ji Ruxuan held her shoulders and looked at her steadfastly, with cold eyes, "Do you really value a woman's chastity so much? Even at the expense of her life?"

Or simply hate him?

Right.

In this world, no one likes him at all.

As soon as he was born, his biological father, the supreme emperor of the Northern Dynasty, wanted him to die.

His mother, the woman who gave birth to her, loathed him like a monster.

There are many, many people who died for him, they all turned into death-killing ghosts, torturing him day after day in their dreams.

Ji Ruxuan laughed at herself, staring fixedly at the woman in front of her, her mind kept reverberating, those hysterical screams and cursing:

——You monster, you killed the whole family of Yu family. I shouldn't have given birth to you back then, and you shouldn't have lived in this world.

—They are all dead, why are you still alive?

--Why do not you go to hell?
——Why are you still alive, you go to die, go to die, and die for those who died because of you.

--Go to hell!

- to die!
--die!

"I'm not." Jiang Fuguang lowered his head, his voice soft.

Don't care about chastity?Is that simply loathing him?
Ji Ruxuan's eyes were red and bloodshot, looking at her, he no longer had the love he had at the beginning, he grinned lightly, and gently stroked her slender jade neck with his fingers, as if he was measuring this neck, how much strength he could bear, he didn't know What wonderful sound does it make when crushed?

It's really exciting.

What should I do, I really feel a little bit reluctant?

Maybe we should get a chain to tie her up, even if I hate him, I can't leave him, he showed a thoughtful look.

Why don't you go to the servant's room of Gris and set fire to it, to create the illusion that the grown-up princess is steadfast, unwilling to be humiliated by Gris, and set fire to perish with Gris, and die in the sea of ​​flames?
interesting.

Anyway, Jiang Fuguang was dead, and it didn't matter to him whether Nanchao and Yun Zhongguo had a bad relationship or started a war.

He only wanted Jiang Fuguang.

"Ji Ruxuan," the slight itchiness on her neck made her tremble all over, Jiang Fuguang put his arms around his waist, "I want to be alone for a while, just for a while."

Chastity is really important to her. She can lose it, but she doesn't want to lose it easily. People always have to insist on what they care about.

After all, this is something she has cherished, respected, cherished and protected for 15 years.

She has read all over the ancient books, and she has seen "Zhang Chang Thrush" in the book, and she has been loving with his wife for a lifetime.

I have also seen the good story of "a beautiful woman is hard to find again". Xun can died of illness because of his wife's death.

I have also seen the steadfastness of "a wife of dross will not go to court". Song Xian was his wife and refused the emperor's marriage.

……

She had also fantasized that she would marry a beloved man in the future, and while entrusting her carefully treasured self for 15 years to him, she would also entrust her lifelong happiness to him.

From then on, with you, every night is a good night, and there is love and moon everywhere.

Honor and disgrace are shared with the king, a pair of people for a lifetime.

After all, this was a fantasy when she was young and ignorant. When she married a husband and entrusted her destiny to others, she preferred to control her own destiny and not be at the mercy of anyone.

Compared with chastity, she has too many more important things.

To protect the poor mother and concubine,

To protect the Taiwei's Mansion, which is declining in the west,

And those courtiers and their families who share the same spirit with the Taiwei Mansion,

Don't let them follow in the footsteps of the Yu family in the Northern Dynasty.

Compared with it, chastity is not worth mentioning.

Ji Ruxuan's whole body trembled, and the hand that was holding her neck suddenly moved away, and when she lowered her head, she saw her looking at him with red eyes, her face was charming and charming, which made people love her.

He got it.

This is her last self-esteem as a woman, and also her pride as the eldest princess.

That's right, taking this dirty drug is a great shame for any woman, and no woman can accept it calmly.

Ridiculously innocent, yet so distressing.

Is it really the truth?
Is she this inappropriately stubborn, hypocritical woman?
A faint smile curled up on Ji Ruxuan's lips, and excitement flashed in his eyes: Let me guess, what is it for?

That must be very interesting.

"Okay," Ji Ruxuan's figure enveloped her, his voice was low and hoarse, "two quarters of an hour, no more."

Jiang Fuguang gave a soft "hmm", hugged his knees with his hands, buried his head in his arms, and completely isolated himself.

There was a long silence in the room.

She sat on the ground, hugged herself tightly, her slender body trembled slightly, and her rapid breathing was clearly audible in the quiet and narrow room.

Ji Ruxuan took a blanket, stepped forward, and put it on her body.

"Don't touch me." Jiang Fuguang's voice was trembling, like a hedgehog, he waved his hand abruptly, swung his arm away, and hugged himself tightly again.

"I won't move you. You soaked in cold water before, and your clothes are soaked. Be careful not to catch the cold." Ji Ruxuan took a step back, reaching out to put the blanket on her shoulders.

This time, she didn't refuse.

No response either.

Ji Ruxuan lowered her head and looked at the newly laid carpet, which was wet, so that her wet clothes would definitely catch cold.

But he also knew that Jiang Fuguang used the cold brought by his wet clothes to maintain his weak sense and calm until now.

I don't know how long it took.

His body trembled more and more, Jiang Fuguang said hoarsely, "You, stay away from me."

Ji Ruxuan retreated to the door without a sound.

Jiang Fuguang's eyelashes fluttered, and she bit her lips tightly. Blood rolled down from her bright red lips, along her jade-like chin, and landed on the skirt of her clothes.

Ji Ruxuan's eyes were stinging, and he pushed open the door abruptly.

He opened the door very loudly, alarming Jiang Fuguang: "Where are you going?"

Ji Ruxuan turned her back to her: "I'll kill that bastard Ge Lisi."

Chop him up and feed the dogs.

"Don't go." Jiang Fuguang clenched his fingers tightly, "You can talk to me!"

She doesn't want to be alone.

Even if she knew that being in the same room with Ji Ruxuan alone would only make her suffer more, but she wanted someone to accompany her.

"Okay," Ji Ruxuan turned around, closed the door with his backhand, and leaned his back on the door, "What do you want to hear?"

"Whatever," Jiang Fuguang hugged himself a little tighter, as if this was the only way to give her a sense of security, "Anything is fine."

"Do you know Cardinal?" Ji Ruxuan asked.

"I've heard of it," Jiang Fuguang said in a vague voice, unable to hold back his rationality, "it seems that he is one of the seven sons of Wanjun, who is good at observing stars and predicting fate, and is called a semi-saint."

 The male protagonist has the attribute of beauty and strength, so it should be miserable now, okay, the male protagonist is really miserable. .Although the monthly ticket list can't climb anymore, I still hope to struggle a little bit~ Come on everyone and vote~
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