Hearing his name, Zhan Mijiang paused for a while.

When the people under him felt in a daze that he could escape, Zhan Mijiang slammed her once again.

Her body trembled, her brows frowned, and she felt that she had been slammed onto a cliff by the waves. As long as she relaxed again, she would fall into an endless abyss.

Zhan Mijiang looked at her without any pity.

He pinched her chin and forced her to look directly at him.

"You can call the name Zhan Mijiang?" His mouth curled up, but there was no smile on his face: "Have you forgotten your identity?"

It was just a woman he married in casually, and it was only right to call him by his name.

Hearing him say this, the people under him were stunned, and their expressions were in a trance for a moment.

Yes.

She has indeed forgotten.

I forgot the hardship she suffered in the Lao's family at the very beginning, and she also forgot the life that she used to be tortured under King Xun.

The name "Zhan Mijiang" brought her the best memories.

But those memories are too light, as light as the blue sky above the long wind, which can be seen but not touched.

She closed her eyes and let go of her resisting hands.

It's useless, he is no longer the Zhan Mijiang who will coax her with a good voice, for fear that she will be unhappy.

The person in front of her is King Xun, a war general, and a **** of war admired by all the people on the battlefield.

But he is not Zhan Mijiang.

Her Zhan Mijiang no longer exists.

For several days, Zhan Mijiang would come to her room at night.

The people in the mansion all said that the prince and his wife had a deep affection and love, but only the two of them knew in their hearts that all night and night, they were nothing more than prisons.

She is the one who was tortured, so why not Zhan Mijiang?

After tossing her over and over every night, Zhan Mijiang's heart would feel a little uncomfortable.

He didn't understand what he was suffering from?

This Luo Mei killed the person he liked. He is only seeking justice for Xiao Shu. Why should he care for her?

On the day of the Spring Festival, the palace sent someone to invite, Zhan Mijiang still went to the banquet alone.

After coming out of the palace, the street is still lively, the lanterns enter the scene, and the crowd is surging.

Zhan Mijiang went to a small tavern facing the street and sat at the table by the door, quietly looking out the door, drinking glass after glass.

The tavern is deserted and deserted. Occasionally, guests in twos and threes come in, and they just go to the Lantern Festival for something to eat.

Zhan Mijiang just watched the people coming and going so quietly.

He waited until the willows on the moon and the number of people on the street began to gradually decrease before he got up and returned to the palace.

Ling Ding was drunk today, and Zhan Mijiang couldn't tell for a moment whether it was reality or illusion.

After he entered the mansion gate, he went to her room.

During this period of time, her body was getting thinner and thinner. At this time, she was still not asleep. Seeing him coming in, she just turned her head to look at him.

Zhan Mijiang was full of alcohol, approaching her step by step, holding her cheek almost tenderly.

She didn't speak or resist, just like a puppet, she did whatever he did.

He was really gentle that night, so gentle that she was so dazed that she thought that Zhan Mijiang was back again.

She laughed self-deprecatingly.

People are always addicted to their own fantasies, and she is no exception.

The man who was already emotional leaned down and kissed her gently.

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