The Rebirth of the Prince: Starting from Not Being a Doglicker

(When I released Chapter 12 at 163: am last night, I missed several thousand words, and I made up for it at about : am. If you find the following plot confusing, you can go back and read the previous chapter.)

"Give me a kiss. How about that? As long as you give me a kiss, I will keep this secret for you forever."

Sima Yue moved closer, looking at Su An's face that was so close to her and made her dream about it, with a look of intoxication on her pretty face.

A handsome yet not feminine face, delicate features, slightly furrowed brows, and slightly cold eyes.

The angrier Su An got, the stronger the indescribable excitement in Sima Yue's heart became.

She liked to see the other person's angry but helpless look.

Facing her threat, Su An just looked at her coldly and did not move for a long time.

Sima Yue blew a orchid and spoke.

"If you don't want to, then you can let me kiss you..."

After saying that, she leaned sideways, gently placed her hands on Su An's shoulders, and slowly moved closer to his lips.

Su An sat with his back straight, while Sima Yue kept leaning forward, almost lying on top of Su An.

Just when Sima Yue thought she was going to succeed, a hand pressed on her shoulder.

There was a force in his palms that pushed her away without a doubt.

"You called me out just to say this?"

After pushing Sima Yue away, Su An's expression returned to calm.

"When did you learn to threaten people like this? If your aura hadn't changed, I would have suspected that you had been possessed."

"Or are these changes caused by the evil skills you practiced?"

Sima Yue was obviously a little dissatisfied after being pushed away by Su An, and she snorted lightly.

"It has nothing to do with this. I just figured out some things."

Then a hint of tenderness appeared on her pretty face again.

"Su An, I found that you still have some compassion for me. You saved me from the evil cultivator yesterday, and later you couldn't bear to see me alone, so you sent me home."

"But your sympathy for me was limited, and you didn't want to have anything to do with me afterward."

Sima Yue looked straight into Su An's eyes and gently opened her soft cherry lips.

"You said I've changed a lot, so let me ask you, if I were still as weak and frail as before, would you still look at me more?"

"You won't. It's not like now, we can sit together and talk about these things."

"As for why I want to practice evil techniques."

"You know my situation. I am not suitable for practicing martial arts, and my talent in magic is quite ordinary. If I don't get in touch with these, will I still have a chance to catch up with you?"

Su An was silent for a moment.

In other words, Sima Yue did all this for him?

The change was made so that I would have to focus my attention on her.

Practicing evil techniques is also to bring them closer.

Indeed, if Sima Yue practiced the art of magic as she did before, with her talent, the gap between them would become larger and larger, until they were no longer from the same world.

After what happened yesterday, Su An would cut off all contact with her, just like he had done before.

Su An always felt that some things should be left in the past.

Just like two non-parallel lines, after a brief intersection, they will diverge from each other, each heading towards their own future, and moving further and further away from each other.

But Sima Yue wanted to use this method to forcibly enter his world again.

Her change really surprised Su An, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

He wanted to say, if he had known this would happen, he would not have done it in the first place.

Why can't we just let the past go?

But in the end, Su An did not say these words, because he knew that even if he said them, Sima Yue would not listen.

Su An felt a little annoyed. Not to mention his previous life, even if Sima Yue had treated him half as sincerely as she does now when he was reborn in this life, perhaps they would not have come to this point.

"I know what you're thinking, but there's a saying that goes, 'You can't change the past, but you can pursue the future.' I can't change what happened in the past, but I'll let you see my determination in the future."

Su An looked into Sima Yue's eyes, her gaze burning.

The next moment, I suddenly realized something.

Sima Yue chuckled.

"I almost let you change the subject. I still have the same condition as before. Kiss me or let me kiss you."

"Otherwise...I will tell you all the secrets you have hidden for so long."

"Do you still want to continue threatening me with these?"

"Is that a threat? Kissing me, or letting me kiss you, isn't that a big deal to you?"

Sima Yue looked innocent.

"Do you really think I dare not do anything to you?"

Seeing Sima Yue being so stubborn, Su An's expression turned a little colder.

In his previous life, Su An was like many sword practitioners, with a hot temper. He would draw his sword at the slightest disagreement, and anyone who threatened him would basically be chopped down by him.

Since his rebirth, because Su Wan is still alive, the hostility in his heart has dissipated and his temperament has become much gentler.

But Sima Yue was the first one who dared to threaten him like this.

"So what do you want to do to me? No matter what, I will take it all."

Sima Yue chuckled and said nonchalantly.

The next moment, she felt a huge force coming.

A hand suddenly grabbed her slender neck and lifted her into the air.

Then my breathing became obstructed and I felt a suffocating sensation.

Soon Sima Yue felt a little breathless, and she looked at Su An with a difficult expression.

He had stood up without knowing when, and lifted her up by the neck.

There was no emotion on Su An's face, but his eyes were full of violence and murderous intent.

This was the first time Sima Yue saw Su An like this.

This was also the first time that Su An showed such an attitude since his rebirth.

In his previous life, Su An finally proved his truth with the sword and became the only ninth-level sword cultivator in the world. Countless people, demons, and evil creatures died at his hands.

The accumulated murderous intent is extremely terrifying. Once it is truly enraged, it will make people feel like they are facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"The first time you threatened me, I just laughed it off. This is giving you a chance."

"But you think I am deliberately changing the subject and threatening me again."

"Do you really think that I dare not kill you?"

After saying this, Su An's eyes turned cold and he increased the strength in his hands.

Sima Yue's face flushed red, and the feeling of suffocation became even worse, and he felt difficulty breathing.

The strong murderous intent emanating from Su An made people shudder.

The hand that was as hard as iron, holding her neck tightly without any mercy, seemed to be telling her that he would really kill her.

Sima Yue raised her hands with difficulty, as if she wanted to grab Su An's hands that were pinching her neck.

Just when Su An thought Sima Yue wanted to struggle and beg for mercy.

She held Su An's wrists with both hands, but Sima Yue did not try to pry his hands away from her neck.

Instead, he gently stroked the back of Su An's hand and wrist with both hands.

Sima Yue's mouth corners also raised a slight arc with difficulty.

She didn't beg for mercy, but was laughing, and her laugh was very provocative.

It was as if telling Su An, kill me, kill me who threatens you.

After killing me, your secret will not be discovered by others, and you don't have to accept my threats.

Seeing this, Su An's eyes became even colder.

He increased the strength in his hands again.

Sima Yue's condition is now very dangerous. Her body is weak, no different from that of an ordinary woman.

If Su An used a little more force in his hands, he could easily break her slender and delicate neck.

But Sima Yue did not struggle or beg for mercy.

He still looked at Su An with a provocative look on his face, with deep stubbornness in his eyes.

Until the lack of oxygen caused by suffocation, her eyes gradually became dark.

Even in this situation, she still did not forget to gently stroke Su An's hand that was pinching his neck.

A trace of pity emerged in Su An's heart. He closed his eyes and suddenly loosened the strength in his hands.

Sima Yue fell to the ground weakly, she covered her neck and kept coughing, breathing heavily like a drowning person who had just been rescued.

Although she was in a miserable state at the moment, she looked at the man in front of her with cold eyes and brows, and she laughed out loud while coughing like a winner.

"Hehehe."

Sima Yue collapsed on the ground and it took him a long time to regain his strength.

She looked at Su An with a smile full of willfulness.

“This is the Marquis of Shenwei’s mansion. I am the concubine’s daughter of an idle prince. Even if you kill me here, you can find any excuse and no one will dare to pursue it.”

"But you couldn't do it. In the end, you still couldn't bear to kill me. Am I right?"

Su An didn't look at her. He just turned his back and looked at the rain outside the pavilion. No emotion could be seen on his face.

The rain dripped from the eaves of the pavilion, turned into a bead curtain, fell on the ground, and broke into a splash of water.

Sima Yue stumbled to his feet and sat back down on the seat in the pavilion.

Su An looked at the rain outside the pavilion, and Sima Yue rested her head on her arms, staring at him without blinking.

Neither of them spoke.

After a long time, Su An said.

"Sima Yue, what do you want..."

"I know you are very angry now and you don't like me."

Sima Yue said with a smile.

"Why don't I just go with you to the room now, and you can abuse me however you want, and you can take it out on me."

Sima Yue's uninhibited attitude gave Su An a headache.

From Sima Yue's reaction just now, Su An could see that she was really not afraid of death.

Even though he wanted to kill her, she still refused to give in and refused to beg for mercy.

And he wants to threaten me with those secrets.

But he couldn't let others know these secrets.

"Hehehe."

Sima Yue laughed again. She liked seeing him so helpless.

She was too stupid before, always hoping to gain Su An’s sympathy by relying on her miserable situation and pitiful appearance.

But little did she know that this would only earn her a tiny bit of his favor.

Only by pestering and threatening him like this, regardless of the cost and means, can she get what she wants.

"Su An, please sit down. If you stand, I have to look up to talk to you. You hit me too hard just now. My neck still hurts."

Sima Yue stroked her delicate neck.

Looking at the blue skin on Sima Yue's neck that had turned blue from his pinching, Su An finally sat down aside with a blank expression.

Sima Yue moved closer, wanting to lean on Su An's shoulder.

Su An stretched out his hand and prepared to push her away.

"You won't kiss me, and you won't let me kiss you, but you can at least let me lean on your shoulder."

Sima Yue said aggrievedly.

"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you."

Su An paused, but ultimately did not push her away.