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After that night, Shang Yiqing placed Fang Zinan under house arrest, not allowing him to take even half a step out of the room. Shang Yiqing hated him to death. Other than the maidservants who brought her food, she did not even see his shadow. He did not know what he did every day. However, the hatred remained, the hatred still remained!

This morning, after Fang Zinan got out of bed, he stood outside his bedroom for a long time. These days, he could no longer hear Shang Yiqing cursing, nor did he hear her making any sounds. He had also secretly visited her several times.

The weather was good, and the sun at the top of the tree was very bright, very hot, and very strong. The leaves sliced the sun in pieces over the sky, and cut the sun on the ground into red streaks. Fang Zinan stood under the tree, quietly looking at the window of his bedroom. It was as if he was standing in front of the window and smiling at him.

Just as he was at a loss, he suddenly saw a servant rushing over to see him. "My lord, Great General Xiao and Miss Xiao have arrived."

"They're here?" Fang Zinan was startled. Yingying must have come to see Shang Yiqing, but she was locked up. How could he let them see her? After thinking for a moment, he said to the servant, "Please invite General Xiao and the others to the main hall. I will be there immediately." When he was giving orders to her servants, he suddenly thought of a way to get Shang Yiqing to forgive him.

The servant replied before walking out.

Fang Zinan looked up at the leaves, then looked at the blood on the ground. He took a deep breath and gathered his courage to walk into the bedroom, and with every step he took, he got closer and closer to the bedroom. But in his heart, he could feel the chill coming from the bedroom more and more.

The door creaked open and Shang Yiqing sat with her back facing the door. She did not turn around because someone else had come. These days, she had been indifferent to everything, as if the only purpose of existence was to live.

Fang Zinan slowly approached her and saw that her delicate shoulders were extremely thin. He sighed in his heart: "She's lost weight again!" He slowly approached her and stopped three feet behind her. He gathered his courage and spoke with difficulty, "Qing Er …" He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to put it into words.

Hearing his voice, Shang Yiqing turned around and asked with a shrill voice, "You still have the face to see me?"

After not seeing her for a while, Shang Yiqing's cheeks had slimmed down, and there was a certain coldness on her face. Perhaps it was because of the dark, but she still felt her skin was so pale that it was devoid of color.

Fang Zinan felt his heart ache, swallowed his saliva, and said gently: "What happened in the past …" Let's not talk about it for now … Just now, the servant came to report that Xiao Tian Yuan and Ying Ying had come looking for you … You don't want to see it? "

"Stop being so hypocritical. Are you really asking me to meet them? Or is there some other motive? " After so many days of house arrest, Shang Yiqing was no longer as impulsive as before. Instead, she became rational.

"No matter what you say, I will only ask you, do you want to meet me?" He deliberately avoided this question and didn't dare to look at her.

Shang Yiqing sneered and retorted, "Would you let me see them? Aren't you afraid that I'll tell you what you did? "

"I know you hate me. How do you think you're going to forgive me?" Fang Zinan lowered his voice as if he was pleading with her.

Shang Yiqing smiled faintly, a smile that was both ethereal and distant, as if she had never seen the person in front of her before. At the same time, it was also like she did not know him at all, her voice was heavy with emotion, "You are wrong, I don't hate you at all. I will treat you as dead!"

As Fang Zinan listened, he felt his heart ache. He said in a hoarse voice, "If you don't even have hatred, then I'm not even a passerby in your heart. I feel very sad …"

"Are you sad too? Do you know what heartache is? "What's sad?" Shang Yiqing was getting excited as her face turned pale.

Fang Zinan was silent. In these past few days, he had also heard about her heart, as well as his hatred and resentment.

The more Shang Yiqing spoke, the more agitated she became. She pointed at him and scolded, "You didn't even have the words to apologize in so many days. Now that someone has come to see me, you still want me to pretend to go and socialize? Are you still human? "

Fang Zinan let out a long sigh and looked at her, "How do you want to calm down?"

"Unless you die right in front of me, I won't be able to vent my anger!" Shang Yiqing had been locked up for so many days that she thought all her arrogance and temper had been spent. She didn't think that these few words would agitate her. She really wasn't a person who could swallow her anger down. It didn't matter whether she was in the modern world or ancient times, she couldn't swallow it!

Fang Zinan quietly walked in front of her and took out a dagger. He put it on the table and said with a deep voice, "I've always carried this dagger with me, waiting for the day you take revenge on me?" He then closed his eyes and stood in front of her. He whispered, "You can do it."

"Don't think I don't dare!" Shang Yiqing grabbed her dagger, the glint on it stung her eyes. It was unknown whether she was angry or sad, but her eyes seemed to be filled with tears. She looked furious and resolute.

Fang Zinan smiled. It was a very bright smile, so bright that even the light in his eyes was as bright as the sun. He was like a holy dewdrop, calm, but it made people feel like their hearts had died.

Shang Yiqing held the dagger in her hand, the tip of the sword pointed at Fang Zinan's chest. Her face was clear and beautiful under the reflection of the sword light.

The tip of the sword lit up Fang Zinan's face. He could already feel the threatening chill. Fang Zinan sighed in his heart: Even if he offended her, they were still husband and wife. Was she really going to hurt him with her sword? Even if she did hurt him, he wouldn't blame her. However … But why did his heart ache? Was it because his heart also hurt?

Shang Yiqing was also thinking, was she really going to kill him? Or … She was clearly married to him, so this sort of thing really meant nothing to her. She had been married to him for so long, and she was already his woman, yet he still refused to believe her. Just because of a pearl earring, he thought that she and Xiao Tian Yuan had done something to each other. All in all, she only hated him now!

The tip of the sword was pressed against his chest, but it did not pierce through. He could feel the cold touch of the sword, but he did not feel the killing intent. After a long while, he sighed and asked, "Why haven't you made a move yet?"

"You think I don't dare?" Shang Yiqing hollered, her head spinning as she thrust her sword forward.