Pampering the sea

"Stop! Everyone stop!"

Looking around but not seeing the flute player, Chu Zhiling roared like a lion, and fell into rage and impatience.

Zhu Yan raised his eyes, waved his hand, and signaled the guards to stop.But at this time, the sound of the flute hidden in the darkness suddenly disappeared, Xin Yue stopped struggling, and fell into Chu Zhiling's arms dripping with sweat, his originally clear eyes suddenly lost focus and became very dim.

"Tell me, what are the conditions?" Chu Zhiling hugged Xin Yue tightly, looking at Zhu Yan with cold eyes, "Do you want me to withdraw from the Southeast Sea? Or how much money I donate every year, or..."

"I don't need any of these." Zhu Yan shook his head lightly.

"Then what do you want?" Chu Zhiling frowned.

"I want your life."

Zhu Yan stared fixedly at Chu Zhiling, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Chu Zhiling sneered: "Just a woman, let me hand over my life to you, Zhu Yan, are you too naive or didn't bring your brain out today?"

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Zhu Yan didn't say anything, just took out a flute from his sleeve, put it to his lips, and played it gently.

"what……"

Xin Yue, who had just stabilized, began to struggle again.

The cold wind blew past, and only the sound of Xin Yue's painful gasps could be heard in the air.

Chu Zhiling clenched his hands tightly into fists, and finally let go, with a cold determination in his brows:

"Stop blowing."

Zhu Yan put down his flute, his eyes were as black as ink, and he looked at Chu Zhiling.

"It's cold outside, let me carry my wife inside first."

"Big Brother... Big Brother!"

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Chu Zhiling's brothers realized Chu Zhiling's determination and began to try to block Chu Zhiling's way.

"Step aside."

Chu Zhiling overthrew several people with one hand, walked into the room with Xin Yue in his arms, and then closed the door with a bang.

In the dim light, he stepped heavily on the carpet and walked towards the big bed.

He put Xin Yue on the bed, took off his clothes that were covering her, found a random piece of clothes from the cabinet, and put them on for Xin Yue.

Xin Yue's face was pale, but she was no longer in the same pain as before. She calmly grabbed Chu Zhiling's hand, and her voice was cold:

"My life and death has nothing to do with you. As early as the day I left you, I will never look back, so you should stop being sentimental here."

Chu Zhiling was taken aback for a moment, but reached out and took her into his arms.

"I can't afford to watch you suffer so much."

Xin Yue's back stiffened, tears rolled in her eyes, she forced herself to push back all her emotions, and said in a very cold voice:

"Whether I am in pain or not has nothing to do with you. If you die, I will not be grateful to you at all."

Chu Zhiling didn't seem to hear her ruthless words, put his arms around his waist, put his handsome face close to her pink lips, and kissed her tenderly.

"You'll be fine."

Xin Yue clenched her fists tightly, trying to calm down the shaking of her shoulders, she gritted her teeth and pushed him away cruelly.

"Don't touch me, I hate your touch."

Chu Zhiling was startled, pursed her lips, and let go of the hand around her waist.

He put her on the bed, pulled the quilt on her, hesitated for a while, finally touched her forehead lightly with his lips, and said to her as he did a long time ago: "Good night, madam."

Then he walked outside step by step, and the dead silence between his brows became more and more intense.

Outside, the silent wind swirls and dances.

The quilt on the bed was lifted, and footsteps rustled.

Suddenly, a pair of slender hands were wrapped around Chu Zhiling's waist, and the girl's face was pressed against his back, tightly encircling his waist, all the pretended emotions collapsed, and he cried:

"Don't go, Chu Zhiling, don't go."

"Madam." Hearing her anxious words, Chu Zhiling called Xin Yue and said softly, "I'm very happy."

"Don't die, don't die for me, Chu Zhiling." Xin Yue still stubbornly pressed his face against his back as if he had never heard of it, begging with tears in his eyes.

Chu Zhiling stretched out his hand and put it on Xin Yue's cold little hand, enjoying this moment of peace.Then, without hesitation, he broke off Xin Yue's fingers one by one.

He took a step forward.

The weak Xin Yue didn't know where the strength came from, and trotted in front of Chu Zhiling, tears rolled down:

"do not go."

Chu Zhiling stretched out his hand, frowning slightly, wiped away the tears on her face with his sleeve, he opened his mouth, and before he could speak, the girl threw herself into his arms.

"Run away, I'm fine, I don't hurt, I can bear it, Zhu Yan won't kill me, I beg you to take your people and run away."

"I won't kill you, but it will make your life worse than death." Chu Zhiling hugged her, with complicated emotions in his voice, he lifted her chin, looked seriously into her tear-filled eyes, and said in a deep voice, " If I can't even protect my own woman, then what kind of man am I?"

Not giving Xin Yue another chance to speak, he looked at her, and pressed a kiss on her lips, as light as a cherry blossom fell to the ground.

Xin Yue hugged him tightly, as if he would disappear in a second.

"Why are you willing to die for me when I say I hate you?"

Xin Yue's voice was muffled, and his head was buried tightly in Chu Zhiling's arms.

"Because I know that you don't want to see me die and want to force me to leave you."

The girl was startled, raised her head, her eyes were bright, soft and cute like a small animal, and she frowned slightly: "Then don't die, okay?"

Chu Zhiling stretched out his hand to stroke Xin Yue's flowing hair, and smiled lightly: "What's more terrifying than my death is that I can't reach out my hand while watching you struggle in pain."

The woman's black hair is flowing, her clothes are fluttering, her delicate and beautiful face is very pale under the moonlight, as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent, her slender black eyebrows are full of tears, her skin is like jade, and her eyes are full of tears. The slender hands tightly grabbed the shirt around the man's waist, and the clear eyes were full of stubbornness and stubbornness.

Chu Zhiling took a deep look at her, as if trying to remember her appearance in his heart.He leaned over, put his lips on her eyes that were suddenly closed, and pressed a shallow and soft kiss.

"I'm going, ma'am."

Xin Yue's pupils constricted suddenly, and at this moment, a strong force came from her neck, and Xin Yue's eyes were instantly dizzy, and with a soft pop, her body fell limply into Chu Zhiling's arms.

A hand knife knocked Xin Yue out. Chu Zhiling hugged the thin girl, put her on the bed, pulled the quilt up slowly, and lingered on her sleeping face for a while, then walked away without looking back. out.

Outside, the wind was flickering, and it was raining. The man stood tall and straight in the open space among the crowd, his clothes fluttered, his eyes were like cold stars, and he was alone in the world.