After the prince was reborn, he forced me to marry him and took me into the East Palace

The words that I was about to say were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say anything.

Nan Yuan felt a little sad. She found the truth, but Gu Jingheng didn't believe it at all.

She actually knew that Gu Jingheng would not believe her, so why did she still want to give it a try?

Gu Jingheng suppressed his anger and asked, "You said he wanted to kill you, where is the evidence?"

After hearing what Gu Jingheng said, Nan Yuan even had difficulty breathing.

evidence?

There is no evidence, just that she heard it.

Looking at Nan Yuan's expression, Gu Jingheng knew that she had no evidence.

Funny!

He knew clearly that Nan Yuan had no evidence at all and was lying, but he still gave her a chance to comfort him.

Ah!

In the end it can only prove one's own stupidity.

"Today is New Year's Eve, I won't keep you here." Gu Jingheng held Nan Yuan's hand tightly, turned around and said to the others.

Hua Qichuan glanced at Nan Yuan's pale face, took a step forward, and before he could say anything, Chu Zhixu grabbed his arm.

Chu Zhixu smiled apologetically and said, "Okay, okay, we'll leave right away. We'll leave right away and won't bother you anymore."

As he said that, he dragged Hua Qichuan out.

"Don't lock her up, she's afraid of the dark." Hua Qichuan looked at Gu Jingheng helplessly. He still remembered that Nan Yuan had said before that she was afraid of the dark. Thinking of what Chu Zhixu said that Gu Jingheng had been locking Nan Yuan up, he became even more worried.

"Don't bother." Gu Jingheng clenched his back teeth. He was afraid that he would not be able to control his temper and want to kill someone.

"Hurry up and go!" Chu Zhixu dragged Hua Qichuan out: "Don't make trouble."

Gu Jingheng sent everyone away, trying to calm himself down. He looked at Nan Yuan, smiled, took out a handkerchief, wiped her hands bit by bit, and said gently: "If you want to go to Jiangnan, just tell me. It's not like I won't take you there. What's the point of telling others this?"

Nan Yuan's body was shaking, and her heels seemed to be rooted to the ground, unable to move even a step.

Gu Jingheng noticed Nan Yuan's fear, reached out and touched her hair, and said with pity: "Look, you are so afraid of me, then why don't you listen to a word I say?"

"I didn't lie. What I said was true. They really wanted to kill me." Nan Yuan tried to pull her hand back tremblingly, but she didn't know how, and her tone changed.

Gu Jingheng narrowed his eyes and stared at her for a long time.

"Don't you even think about lying now?"

Ah Qi is his, why would he kill her?

As for Chu Yunni, how could she possibly enter his Prince's Mansion?

Nan Yuan has always paid special attention to Chu Yunni, and her imagination has reached this extent.

That's it.

Gu Jingheng finally sighed, picked her up and walked towards the bedroom.

You can't hit her, you can't scold her, you can't provoke her anymore.

Gu Jingheng was so upset that his heart, liver, spleen, stomach and lungs were about to burst into flames.

But Nan Yuan didn't know and just struggled hard to get away. She didn't want to go to the bedroom because Chu Yunni was there, waiting to kill her.

"I'm not going...I don't want to go!"

Nan Yuan cried and screamed, her eyes filled with fear.

"Snapped--"

While struggling, Nan Yuan slapped Gu Jingheng in the face.

The world seemed to suddenly become quiet.

The rage slowly devoured all of Gu Jingheng's rationality, and he forcefully dragged Nan Yuan into the study.

"Let me go!"

Nan Yuan struggled hard, but was unable to overcome the physical strength gap between men and women.

Gu Jingheng turned the vase and a dark room appeared.

Gu Jingheng threw Nan Yuan into the dark room.

"Bang." The door was slammed heavily.

Gu Jingheng grabbed Nan Yuan, pressed her under him, and asked, "Why, Nan Yuan, am I not good to you? Why...why can't you open your eyes and look at me?"

First it was Xie Luochen, then Hua Qichuan, when will Nan Yuan be able to see him?

when?

Nan Yuan just kept pushing him.

This made Gu Jingheng even angrier. He tore off Nan Yuan's clothes without any care and forcibly possessed her, as if only in this way could he prove that she belonged to him.

"Master, Duke Lu wants to see you. He said he has something important to report."

The sound came from outside.

Gu Jingheng could only stop his actions, looked at Nan Yuan, and suppressed his anger: "Beg me, I will take you out."

Hearing this, Nan Yuan just sneered. Take her out?

What are you going out to do?

Keep her chained?

Or should we let her continue to stay in this dangerous place and let others devour her?

"Beg you? I might as well beg a dog." Nan Yuan looked ahead with empty eyes.

Gu Jingheng clenched his fists, veins bulging.

"Then you should calm down."

Gu Jingheng finally left.

The door of the darkroom was tightly closed. There was no light in the room and Nan Yuan's vision was filled with darkness.

Darkness breeds fear the most.

Everything happened in the dark.

The skinning in the previous life, the bullying by Gu Jingheng pretending to be Xie Luochen in this life, the parading through the streets, the drowning in the lake, and even the days of being tied up like a dog, were all as dark as this life.

She seemed to see a lot of people surrounding her, insulting her, spitting on her, blaming her, and finally she fell in a pool of blood. Before she died, those wide-open eyes just looked at her.

Chu Yunni is already here, and Gu Jingheng will still hand her over to Chu Yunni for torture just like he did in his previous life.

Even if she was lucky enough not to die, she would be tied up in the bedroom like a dog by Gu Jingheng and used as a tool for his sexual gratification, and her life would be worse than death.

Living is so tiring...

A wave of despair surged in Nan Yuan's heart, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

It would be better to die, so that I can be free.

The wound on Nan Yuan's wrist had just healed. She reached out and tried to dig it open with her fingernails. If that didn't work, she bit it with her teeth.

Blood slowly flowed out from the wrist.

Suddenly, a feeling of pleasure surged into my head.

It would be better if she died. If she died, she wouldn't have to worry about these things anymore. No one would scold her, beat her, or torture her anymore...