This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 357 Spring Breeze Proud of Horseshoe Disease, Seeing Chang’an Flowers in a Day (71)

"Your Highness."

Like sighing, like whispering.

Only Shen Yue's brows and eyes became more and more gloomy, and the sound of His Highness reminded her of how Shi Wei did those dirty things to her while calling her His Highness respectfully just now.

Her fingers hanging by her side trembled slightly, her face was pale, a large ball of cotton seemed to be stuffed into her chest, and she couldn't breathe.

Stomach is hard, it's that nasty sticky feeling.

Very disgusting.

The corners of her eyes were slightly red, adding a bit of color to her.

She took out the dagger she carried with her, squatted down, and pressed the sharp point of the knife against the man's fragile neck.

With just one swipe, the blood will spray out like rain, and it will never stop until all the blood in the body is drained.

It must have been a beautiful, stunning painting.

She smiled, and that beautiful snow-white face became even more shocking, like a mandala blooming in the depths of sin, with a strong and poisonous aroma.

"I cut off your tongue first, then gouged out your eyes, then cut off your limbs, soaked in salt water to be a human pig, okay?"

She said cruel and violent words, but her smile became more and more bright and clean, with shallow dimples, making people dizzy.

When Shen Yaojin stepped forward, he didn't look at Shi Wei who was crushed on the ground, but said softly to Shen Yue: "Fourth brother, go to the wound first, it's bleeding."

As he spoke, he leaned over and reached out to touch the tooth marks on Shen Yue's neck, his eyes were as dark as abyss, and his pupils dilated slightly.

Shen Yue swiped the hand holding the dagger, a cold light flashed, Shen Yaojin felt pain on the back of his hand, warm liquid flowed down, he looked down slowly, and there was a deep scar on the back of his hand, bright red Blood rushed out quickly.

He didn't care about the wound on his hand, but slowly straightened up, his face was expressionless, and his dark and deep eyes were terrifying.

Shen Yue looked at him calmly, her tone was gentle without any sharpness, and she asked softly and slowly: "Isn't this what you want?"

"Just hate me that much? Find something like this to disgust me, Shen Yaojin, you are cruel enough."

She was indeed smiling, and she looked at Shen Yaojin without any resentment or any negative emotions in her eyes, as if she was covered with a thin layer of veil, covering all the emotions inside. clear.

Shen Yaojin's heartbeat stopped suddenly, and he opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a layer of fine sand, dry and stinging, and he couldn't utter a word.

However, Shen Yue didn't want to listen to him, and soon the dagger that was still dripping with blood met Shi Wei's neck, and moved forward slightly, the sharp dagger pierced the thin and fragile skin, and the blood flowed down.

The blush on Shi Wei's face hadn't dissipated yet, it was sickly red, and his eyes greedily and blurredly looked at Shen Yue's exquisite and beautiful eyebrows and eyes that were condensed with a layer of frost.

He wasn't afraid, on the contrary, he was restlessly pounding his heart.

Death is actually a terrible thing.

But if he dies in the hands of His Highness, then it will be a sweet reward.

He is willing.

Just when the dagger was about to cut a blood vessel, a wide dark palm pinched her wrist. Although it was very hard, it controlled the strength and did not make Shen Yue feel pain.

Shen Yue's eyes were still red, and she looked sideways.

Shen Yaojin's face was still calm, but her deep eyes gradually became dark.

When he saw Shen Yue's expression, he was stunned for a moment.

It's very strange, Shen Yue's face obviously didn't have any sad expression, but it happened to give Shen Yaojin an indescribable, even throbbing feeling.

The long and slender eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a shadow like a crow's feathers under her eyes. There was no trace of blood on her beautiful face, it was terribly pale, only her plump lips were rosy red.

The eyelashes are a little wet, and there are small red marks on her neck from being sucked hard.

Ambiguous and dazzling.

Shen Yaojin's face was expressionless, but in the depths of her eyes, there was a terrifying murderous intent.

Shen Yue said lightly: "Are you going to stop me?"

It would be normal for Shen Yue to be agitated, furious, and mad like venting everything, but her tone was so calm, so calm that it was almost weird.

This is not Shen Yue's character.

She is the kind, as long as others make her unhappy, then she will be blooded.

But she seems to be very calm now, except that her eyes are a little red.

Shen Yaojin pursed her sharp thin lips, her eyes were dark and obscure, like a calm sea that was about to set off a storm, and then quietly covered it up in an instant.

The Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was hoarse, as if it had been squeezed out.

"...you can't touch him."

It's not the time yet, so Shi Wei can't die.

In fact, the two of them fought for such a long time, if Shen Yue really made a move, it would be impossible for Shen Yaojin to dance in front of her for such a long time.

She felt ashamed of Shen Yaojin.

That's why she indulged again and again, and made Shen Yaojin grow from an ignorant and non-aggressive cub to a huge and ferocious beast today.

That kind of guilt made her unable to deal ruthlessly when she saw Shen Yaojin.

In the dead of night, I occasionally have nightmares.

In the dream, Shen Yaojin was still the simple little fool who didn't understand anything, would pester her all the time, smiling innocently, sweetly, and calling intimately.

"Fourth brother."

"Fourth brother."

Just like brown sugar, no matter what you can't get rid of it.

Then the scene flickered again.

The little fool was covered in blood, and his legs were almost bitten off, with pits and holes, and only white bones could be seen.

Crawling towards her with difficulty, his ten fingers were bleeding from the friction of the uneven ground, and he seemed to feel no pain.

Climbing a blood mark, it seems to be a grieving ghost crawling out from the depths of hell to claim his life.

He was crying, crying heart-piercingly, the depressive, painful cries seemed to be pulled out from the depths of his soul.

The sharp and broken cry echoed in her ears, never stopping, even if she covered her ears, she could hear clearly.

"Fourth brother, help me..."

"Don't abandon me, please, fourth brother..."

"Fourth brother, it hurts, it hurts."

Those words hurt like a soft knife cutting flesh, her heart seemed to constrict, and all the air in her lungs was squeezed out.

He wanted to rush over to save that fool, but he would never be able to touch it. As long as she touched it, the dream would be like broken glass, shattered and disappeared.

This dream tortured her every day.

Now, Shen Yue can allow herself to soften her heart one last time.

　Good night ^3^ (No abuse, Yueyue is just pretending)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)