C264

What right do I have to be angry

Of course not!

I sat by the bed and smiled at Mu Xuenan with a swollen face. "You guys really care about this. Do you think that if I'm not here, your 'clandestine love affair' isn't exciting enough, so you have to add me to join in on the fun?"

I have a whole new level of respect for myself for saying such words, but so what? With such a disgusting thing right in front of me, do I have to be good and reason with them? Was it wrong to tell them it was a disrespect to me?

They are all people who have lived longer than me. They are people who are more noble than me. They know better than me what kind of things to do and what not to do.

What's the f * ck? If you have the time, you might as well vent my anger.

"You!" When I finished speaking, Mu Xuenan's expression instantly turned extremely beautiful, "Yan Nuo, clean your mouth a bit!"

You stole my boyfriend, yet you still want to emphasize how much you guys love each other and how much you respect each other. For the sake of each other's reputation, can you put down your status and reluctantly fight with "Little Three"?

I'm sorry, but all I'm doing is defending my own dignity, and my son's dignity.

Such a simple matter, since the father of the child can't give it to us, I don't mind fighting for it myself!

"Mu Xuannan!" I stood up and bypassed Mu Yu's obstruction as I walked step by step in front of Mu Xue Nan, "We are both women, so perhaps you are more infatuated than me and you will pay more for your son Sang Ming. I stood up and bypassed Mu Yu's obstruction as I walked step by step in front of Mu Xue Nan," We are similarly women, but perhaps you are even more infatuated than I am and you will pay more for your son Sang Ming.

When I finished speaking, I raised my head and saw Zishan Ming with a jet-black face appear behind Mu Xue Nan. I didn't know what was going on in my heart, so I spoke to Mu Xue Nan in a discordant tone, "Isn't it, Your Highness Zishan Ming?"

It seemed to be the first time I had ever spoken to him in this tone.

However, it doesn't matter. If Zishan Ming was present and if he was affected by the effort Mu Xuannan has given him over the past thousands of years, he would think that I, his wife, would only know how to find trouble for him every day.

Heh heh, it was only a quarter of an hour of desperation.

Zishan Ming brought Mu Xue Nan behind him and ignored me with a dark expression. He walked around the screen and walked to the bedside and held the hand of the mannequin who was lying on the bed.

The bogus human's skin was slender, tender, and white. In his hands, it was like the only piece of beautiful jade in the world.

Or perhaps this was the legendary "flexing one's fingers".

The husband is the heavens, the world's masculine, the wife is the earth, the world's most gentle, between the feminine and masculine, there must be a compromise between them in order to achieve a blissful fusion.

However, that person is definitely not me.

Zishan Ming, my love for you can only be considered as having reached the limit. No matter what happened in my previous life, I am still a living person in this life, and I am unable to control a great power like yours. Furthermore, I did not truly think about how I would become a living person if I could become the supreme existence in the underworld under your leadership, because that doesn't belong to me.

Who cares about the aftermath? What we living people can do is to stay alive in the eyes of your gods.

That's all we have.

I looked at the back of Zishan Ming, unknowingly, tears like a broken bead down the ground, rising into the mud and dirt.

"You already have Mu Xuannan right? The relationship between you two is very deep!"

Since I haven't seen Zishan Ming speak for a long time, then I can only speak for myself.

"I know. What you've taken a fancy to me is only my fate. You want me to give you a child?"

But I just foolishly fell in love with you.

"I'm not a particularly annoying person either."

Some things were destined to have a result.

"After you leave here, you will obtain the Ghost Seal and become your Ghost King. I went back to the mortal world and became my mortal again. I was born old and died of sickness. "

As long as I leave you, I feel that I can live a better life. At least, it won't be so painful.

Zi Sang Ming lifted my face. His eyes were gloomy, but they carried an earth-shaking determination.

Unable to understand, I could only stare at him blankly.

Listen to him.

"Yan Nuo, since you and I have already become husband and wife, we will become a contract of life and death. Don't even think of unilaterally breaking this relationship, the soul of the Dark World is different from a ritual of the Yang World, the conclusion of the contract will mean a lifetime of death and death. I am a member of the Dark World King's family, so death is eternal death for me.

I frowned, incredulous at the Overlord clause.

Doesn't that mean I don't even have the right to divorce?

Zi Sang Ming seemed to see through my heart, while I was extremely angry. However, he smiled slightly and said, "You don't have the right to divorce."

Could it be that because of this, I should tolerate his three wives and four concubines that a royal family should have?

Just as I was thinking about how to express this sentence, Mu Xuenan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly walked towards us. After that, she looked at me with an extremely dignified posture, lowered her head, and bowed down.

"Your Highness."

Now that I know your highness, what were you thinking when you tried to kill me just now!

I turned my head and ignored her.

He shifted his steps, walked around my line of sight, and kneeled in front of me, and said: "Little Highness, please don't be angry. Since you and Your Highness have an agreement on a nether marriage, you should naturally serve Your Highness well and be a little more capricious inside. You shouldn't act so coquettishly outside, as you will lose the face of the imperial family if you continue acting like this."

I was taken aback. My face changed from green to black, and there was no need to look for it to know that it must be something interesting.

Is Mu Xuenan educating me?

Use her experience of serving Sang Ming to teach me how to be a couple?

Or it could be said that she was here to show off. How did she move Zi Sang Ming's heart with her actions when she was with him?

No matter what her goal was, there was only one result, and that was that her teachings did not have any substantial guiding significance for me. Instead, it made me feel that I was just an unnecessary person, which affected her performance around Sang Ming and also hindered her motherly path.

I'll help you!

Anger quietly rushed to my head. I turned around and looked at Zishan Ming before forcefully pulling the corner of my mouth. The pain made me feel as if I was tearing a wound.

Zishan Ming, I think what she said may be true, I am a person who likes to act coquettishly, perhaps I am not suited to being the mother of the world in your palace, do you think you can let me go now? If you feel that this wedding is troublesome, you can kill me after a hundred years.

Yan Nuo was a little too timid. However, this did not mean that the Rakshasi were at the mercy of others.

After which, he turned around and left.

I didn't want to stay a minute longer in this disgusting place.

"Yan Nuo!"

Just as I reached the door, Zi Sang Ming's angry voice sounded out from behind me. I didn't turn around, but my body was being controlled by a force, making me unable to move. I could only stand stiffly in front of the door.

"How long are you going to keep talking to yourself!"

I'm just talking to myself, Mu Xuenan is already this presumptuous, and you're still saying I'm talking to myself?

I close my eyes in despair. "Alright, I'm just talking to myself, you're all right. I'm the only one who is causing trouble for no reason! Can you let go of me now! "

"No way!" Suddenly, Zishan Ming grabbed my shoulder and pulled my body back to the bed. He pointed at the fake person and said, "Yan Nuo, I don't want to waste words with you, so you better listen to what I have to say and do what I say."

When Zi Sang's words reached this point, before I could react, Mu Xue Nan suddenly rushed forward and pulled on his sleeves. Her face was half in fear and half in worry, "Your Highness, are you going to begin now? "But this fake person hasn't finished his procedures, so he still needs to be nurtured."

Zi Sang Ming shook off Mu Xue Nan's hand and frowned as he said, "I have my ways. You two …" He glanced at Mu Yu and Mu Xue Nan and said, "Guard at the entrance. No one is allowed to enter without my permission."

Mu Yu immediately stood up and left. Mu Xuenan seemed to have something to say, but after looking at Zishan Ming, she finally let out a deep sigh and left as well.

The door was closed, and the sound of water dripping could be heard everywhere in the flooded room. It was perfect for the two people standing in the room, glaring at each other.

In about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Zishan Ming suddenly grabbed my hands, and then abruptly pulled me into his embrace.

My nose bumped into his collarbone. It was a little sore and I felt a little wronged. There was something that seemed to be on the tip of my tongue, but I forcefully swallowed it back down.

Zi Sang Ming's ice-cold hand gently caressed the back of my head, as if he was caressing a cat with fried hair. He was extremely patient, extremely gentle, and also extremely deep in love.

If not for this fake person and the argument just now, how warm would the scene be right now?

"Zi Sang Ming, let me go."

Let me go, let me go, let me live a bland life, as long as you don't let me know anything about you.

Zi Sang Ming was hugging onto the weight on my waist. His voice sounded even deeper as he spoke through his hair, "You're already This King's person. How can I let you leave? Also, what did This King do wrong to make you want to leave?"

I shook my head helplessly. That's right, what was wrong with it?

Ordinary mortals cannot avoid cheating. He is a king standing on a throne with countless beauties throwing themselves into his arms. A normal woman like me, what kind of charm could make him sit tight and not fall into disarray?

In the end, it is just a sentence. What rights do I have to be angry?