Chapter 195
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Translator: TheWhiteBook
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Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters (49)
She struggled so hard at first, but now she suddenly didn’t fight at all . It was the only reason he could fathom .
Bai Weiwei bit her bloodied lips .
This silence, let his heart’s last hope be broken, the fire in his body was put out at once .
“You’re not afraid that I have already long killed him?”
Bai Weiwei eyes flooded with water, this poor vulnerable appearance could really hook people .
She still refused to speak .
Mu Yanjun suddenly chuckled coldly, laughed at his own unrequited love .
He was degrading himself, was this much humiliation not enough?
He put himself in the dirt, but she wouldn’t even look at him .
In her mind, he was nothing more than the killer of her family, a madman that vilely and shamelessly overtook her .
Mu Yanjun endured his severe heartache, slowly released her hands, her wrists were clearly bruised .
It was a reminder of his brutality .
Mu Yanjun suddenly grabbed her jaw, and forced her to open her mouth . He stuffed a heart protecting pill into her mouth .
Although, after she left the palace, her hemoptysis became much better, and Xiao Mo also prepared medicinal meals every day to replenish her body .
He was still afraid that his reckless loss of control today would cause a recurrence of her condition .
Mu Yanjun got up and watched her huddle pitifully into a ball, as if she did not know how to deal with the damage from his rampage .
If he really forcefully took her .
She would hate him for the rest of her life and there would be no room for change .
This made him dare not take another step forward, he was afraid that he would run rampant again . He turned around and left .
From behind Bai Weiwei’s voice gained a bit of sternness, “Mu Yanjun, you are not a man . ”
Mu Yanjun’s footsteps halted with a ‘DUN’, a sound representing his wrath, like a sword thrust to the heart .
Bai Weiwei wailed “I don’t like you, I don’t love you anymore . ”
He knew .
Mu Yanjun’s eyes suddenly became a little wet, and he picked up his pace in embarrassment .
“The man I like now is nothing like you, he is kind, brave and gentle…”
Mu Yanjun almost tripped and fell out .
He wished he was deaf . He couldn’t wait to rush out of the room, and realized his face had overflowed with tears .
Mu Yanjun reached out and covered his face, body bending in half .
Was this the so-called stolen heart?
Sure enough, couldn’t recover, couldn’t die, could only bear the heartache day and night . No way to escape .
Even if he did, he could never be free in this lifetime .
Bai Weiwei silently reached out to Mu Yanjun swiftly retreating back and internally cried, “A man would come back to do a big job!”
If it weren’t for a collapse of the person being equal to a collapse in favorability . 1
She just had to directly make it rise up .
As a result, the cooked Mu Yanjun merely flew off like this, flew away . 2
Bai Weiwei was lying in bed full of dejection, “Slagstem, you’ve killed me . I have just exhausted all my temptations, in the end it is still not successful . ”
The more a woman struggled, the more excited the man would be .
As she struggled, she was desperately grinding against his sensitive place .
And delicate and charming, wanting to cry but holding back tears, was the most attractive to others .
She was so pitiful that her eyes were three points larger, and he was also burning from her provocation .
And the result… haha .
In the end she even scolded him . Mu Yanjun, this asshole, didn’t even get angry . He just turned around and rushed away from her .
Was he an imperial eunuch too long, did he really think of himself as a eunuch?
Slagstem patted Bai Weiwei’s dog’s head, “There is still time, make persistent efforts, and I think you still shouldn’t be too open…”
Bai Weiwei suddenly remembered something, she rolled out of bed quick as a squid, and dressed in a messy fashion .
Exposed thighs, revealed shoulders or something, how very miserable and tempting .
Then she ran out barefoot and knocked on the door of Jun Buyan .
Jun Buyan’s eyes were a little red, his face cold, didn’t know just what to say . When he saw her this way he looked distracted .
Bai Weiwei plunged into his arms and cried, “I’m not clean, Buyan, do you still want me?”
Jun Buyan: “…”
System: “…”
1: 要不是崩人设等于崩好感度。I can’t think of a good way to phrase this . Left to editor . (this is about as good as i can make it, too lol)↩
2: If you’re confused by this, there’s an idiom that goes something like ‘the meat flew out of their mouth’ meaning to lose something at the last moment . ↩