The male protagonist gently wiped the sweat from her forehead. It seems that he is still the same young man who was always obedient to her.
Zheng Xiyao couldn't see clearly the male protagonist's expression, but she knew that Liu Siyan probably wanted to strangle her to death right now. Otherwise, why would his hand rub against her neck repeatedly, as if he could break his neck with just a little force.
Zheng Xiyao held her breath and avoided the man's hand. Seeing her dodge, the man suddenly held her down, pinched the back of Zheng Xiyao's neck and carried her into the cell.
Xiao Qingrou laughed wildly after seeing her being pressed back by the male protagonist: "Zheng Xiyao, I told you, you can't escape. You are going to die soon, die before me, hahaha, die before me."
Liu Siyan ordered in a low voice: "Whoever comes, pull him out."
In an instant, a man in black came out from nowhere, quickly picked up Xiao Qingrou and left. Xiao Qingrou shouted while struggling: "Your Majesty, kill her! Don't forget how she once bullied you, kill this bitch."
Xiao Qingrou, this unlucky thing, had to remind the hero to kill her before leaving.
"Don't be afraid, Yao'er. No one will disturb us now. We can have a good time catching up on old times."
Thinking of the deep voice in her ears, Zheng Xiyao's hair stood on end and she couldn't help but shudder. Subconsciously he stayed away. Upon seeing this, Liu Siyan let her go, and Zheng Xiyao hid in a corner like a snake or a scorpion, as if this would make her a little safer.
The man didn't care about her avoidance, but he kicked away the guqin that fell to the ground during the struggle.
"Bang!" The piano body broke.
Zheng Xiyao was startled and flinched.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I kicked your favorite piano and broke it."
Zheng Xiyao watched the man apologize, but his expression didn't change at all.
Her mind was racing, thinking about how to respond.
"without……"
Before she could finish her words, Zheng Xiyao twitched in pain, and a pair of hands invisibly restrained her neck, suffocating her and making it impossible to breathe.
"Did I let you speak?"
Zheng Xiyao shook her head wildly. She seemed to be drowning soon after losing air. Her face instantly turned pale and her eyes began to turn upward.
"You have been very carefree these past three years." Liu Siyan let go of her neck and threw her aside like trash. He casually took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, then left the dirty handkerchief on the ground.
Zheng Xiyao gasped for air, her body trembling slightly.
"I thought you would come to rescue your old lover after I caught him." Speaking of this, Liu Siyan smiled sarcastically: "It seems that Yao'er's affection is nothing more than this."
"Third brother..." Zheng Xiyao whispered softly with a hoarse voice.
"Huh?" Liu Siyan narrowed his eyes slightly, half-smiling.
"Three..." Before Zheng Xiyao could finish speaking, she felt Liu Siyan using his internal force to forcefully suppress her. He pulled out a sword from his waist and slashed it up and down twice. A heartbreaking pain came and her hamstring was severed. .
The pain of instant tearing made Zheng Xiyao couldn't help but cry out.
There was cold sweat on Zheng Xiyao's forehead. She instinctively wanted to cover the wound, but it would only hurt more if she moved it.
She didn't dare to move anymore, but subconsciously hugged herself.
Liu Siyan looked down at Zheng Xiyao at his feet and asked without any emotion in his eyes: "Does it hurt?"
Zheng Xiyao reluctantly opened her eyes and touched Liu Siyan's leg: "It hurts, it hurts so much, third brother."
She waited for a while and found that Liu Siyan was observing her with interest.
"I always thought that Yao'er was a monster who couldn't feel pain. It turns out that you are also a person of flesh and blood."
He said while caressing the wound opened by the sword, and then pressed it hard.
"Ah!" Zheng Xiyao cried out in pain.
Liu Siyan smiled, removed his hand, and wiped her clothes twice.
Then he waved casually, and soon someone handed him a silver riding crop.
The male protagonist slowly said: "Come here."
Zheng Xiyao shook her head in fear and backed away. Before she could think of a way to escape, Zheng Xiyao felt a pain in her chest.
She only had time to hold her head to avoid hurting her vitals.
After a while, there was no intact square on Zheng Xiyao's body, and her clothes were scratched and torn.
On the snow-white skin, there are whip marks, neat wounds, and blood flowing out, but there is a strange and fragile temptation.
Liu Siyan slowly walked to Zheng Xiyao.
He raised Zheng Xiyao's chin, and his face was less than three centimeters closer to hers. Their breaths were intertwined, and she even heard Liu Siyan's heartbeat.
"Yao'er, you look really beautiful like this."
He rubbed his thumb back and forth across her lips.
"I like it very much, do you like it?"
Zheng Xiyao: "..."
