Song Jianing had a door bolt in the inner room of the royal palace, but she and Zhao Heng rarely had a door bolt because there was no order from their masters, and the maids did not dare to enter without permission. Instead, it made it easier for the maids to come in and serve at night. When she arrived in Shu, Song Jianing needed Luo Shuan to be at ease, but on the first day she moved into Guo Xiao's mansion, she found that there were only two exquisitely carved hollow door panels in the inner room here, without a boot.

Song Jianing couldn't say whether Guo Xiao was intentional or unintentional, but she was afraid that she would bring a chair to the door every night. At least someone wanted to come over secretly in the middle of the night, and she could hear the sound.

Zhu'er was watching tonight. Guo Xiao called the door. Zhu'er had never thought of asking Song Jianing for instructions, so he opened the door of the main hall without any obstacles. If he wanted to, he could push the door open. But Guo Xiao did not. He stopped outside the inner door. Guo Xiao was silent in the dark for a moment before raising his hand to knock on the door.

His hand seemed to hit her heart. Song Jianing tried his best to hide his panic and pretended to be sleepy and asked, "Zhu'er?"

"I, I will send troops to Jianmen tomorrow morning, and I have something to say to you." Guo Xiao said calmly.

Sending troops to the Sword Sect?

Song Jianing was suspicious. According to what Guo Xiao said before, Li Shun did not intend to continue to capture cities outside Shu. Now he sent Guo Xiao to Jianmen. Is the rebels going to expand the territory, or is the imperial court sending troops to suppress it? Thinking of this, Song Jianing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. If the lantern shop vendor kindly helped her deliver the letter, the prince should have known that she was in Shu, that is, the prince might have come to suppress the rebels in person?

The first time, Song Jianing couldn't wait to see Guo Xiao and wanted to confirm the whereabouts of the prince, but when he looked up, he saw the darkness of the room, only the hazy moonlight shone out the screen and the outline of the cabinet, Song Jianing began to be scared again. If the prince really came, Guo Xiao was stimulated and wanted to take her first in anger...

When his eyes fell to the door, Song Jianing couldn't help but tremble.

"An An, open the door." Guo Xiao urged in a low voice, his wide palm was already pressed against the door panel, and he could push it open with just a little force.

Song Jianing smiled bitterly, so what if he was afraid, Guo Xiao wanted to come in, but she couldn't stop him at all.

"Sir, wait." Song Jianing raised his voice and deliberately made a move to get out of bed and change clothes. He took the opportunity to tiptoe to the door, secretly moved the chair away, then increased the footsteps, and walked towards the door. She wanted to persuade Guo Xiao to speak in the main hall, but before Song Jianing could walk over, the door panel was suddenly pushed open from outside, and Guo Xiao came in.

Song Jianing was so scared that she shivered and instinctively stepped back. She tried to calm down, but Guo Xiao closed the door with his backhand while saying hoarsely: "Light the light."

His closing action had already suggested the purpose of his visit. Song Jianing was extremely cold, but after despair, Song Jianing suddenly stopped shaking. From being snatched by Guo Xiao on the second day of the first lunar month, at this moment, she had been afraid for more than three months and had been guarding for more than three months. She was counting on her whole body and retreated to the prince. Now that she failed, she could die.

Without making excuses to lure him out, Song Jianing turned around, found the fire note, and lit the lamp on the desk by the window. The lamp was on, and she didn't look at Guo Xiao, sitting directly on the side of the desk, folding her hands on her legs, and her right hand underneath secretly touched the scissors in her left sleeve. At this moment, Song Jianing was unexpectedly calm, quietly looking at the candlelight jumping in front of her eyes. In her mind was Brother You's white and fat face, Zhao Zhao in a pink skirt, and...

As soon as the prince's figure appeared, Song Jianing's vision blurred, and the candlelight seemed to have become two or three levels.

Guo Xiao saw the water in her eyes. The night was quiet. She sat there motionlessly, with her long black hair falling softly, slightly messy. The dim candlelight softened her pale face. He knew that she was afraid and despair, but under the light, she was really beautiful, like a piece of bright and warm jade, with tears in her almond eyes, beautiful and fragile, as if it was broken when touched.

"An An, the imperial court sent troops to Shu, he was the commander." Sitting opposite her, Guo Xiao looked at her and said.

Song Jianing closed her eyes and tears rolled down. When the prince could see the small words she hid in the sachet, she was content. The prince did not dislike her being kidnapped and was willing to come to save her personally. She was also content. But in her bones, Song Jianing still wanted to live, see the prince and her two children alive.

He raised his head, Song Jianing held back the remaining tears and said to the window: "If you don't want to know, unless you don't do it, you must have revealed something in the capital. The prince has found it. Brother, we are brothers and sisters, I really don't want you to have an accident. Before the prince can't enter Chengdu, you can go quickly and go to a place where no one recognizes you. If the prince can't catch you, I will not confess you. In this way, the prince will not be able to vent his anger on the Duke's Mansion, otherwise..."

"He can't catch me." Guo Xiao interrupted her, his voice still calm. Then, under Song Jianing's shocked gaze, Guo Xiao smiled and smiled resolutely: "It is unknown who wins and who will lose in the Battle of Jianmen Pass. Even if he wins, I will destroy myself before he catches me. If there is no evidence of death, how can he govern the Duke's Mansion? What's more, the Duke's Mansion is your mother's home, You Ge'er, Zhaozhao's mother tribe, and he will not move, unless he dislikes your children."

Song Jianing lowered his eyes and felt confused. On one side was the prince and on the other side were the step-parents and younger brother.

"I'll leave tomorrow morning. Do you have something to say to me?" Guo Xiao suddenly stood up and walked towards her slowly.

Song Jianing suddenly forgot about anything else, suddenly left the seat, grabbed the scissors and pressed against his neck, and threatened Guo Xiao desperately in the dark: "Don't come over, get closer, I'll die in front of you right away!"

Guo Xiao didn't believe it, stared at her tightly, and raised his right foot indifferently.

When Song Jianing saw this, he gritted his teeth and used force on his hand. The tip of the scissors immediately pierced his neck, and blood beads poured out.

Guo Xiao's pupils shrank and he shouted angrily: "You dare!"

Song Jianing burst into tears: "If you don't want me to live, why don't I dare to die?"

Guo Xiao pursed his lips and stared at her for a while. Guo Xiao suddenly smiled, shook his head, took two steps back, and looked at her again and said, "I used to think that as long as I treat you, you will follow me sooner or later. I didn't expect that you would be willing to die for him. For you, he would rather delay the treatment of his eyes than save you first. As expected, the couple had a deep affection."

"What did you say?" Song Jianing's face changed drastically. He looked at Guo Xiao in horror. He was not afraid of death, but he was trembling because he heard that the prince was injured in his eyes.

Guo Xiao sneered, sat on the chair just now, and said coldly: "In the first month of the year, he fought fiercely with the Liao army. He was shot into his right eye by the Liao general Yelu Xiong who shot through my chest. He was very lucky and the arrow only wiped the edge. If he was honestly treating the capital, he would probably only destroy one right eye, but he would travel thousands of miles, probably..."

Prince, is your right eye disabled?

Song Jianing stood there in distress, looking at Guo Xiao, but couldn't see him. His mind was full of princes, which was the pain of the prince after being injured. It was precisely because of this that when Guo Xiao rushed over like an arrow, Song Jianing had no reaction. After she realized what was going on, it was too late to react. The scissors were taken away by Guo Xiao and threw them on the ground. The next moment, she was carried up by Guo Xiao!

"Guo Xiao!" Song Jianing struggled desperately, but Guo Xiao ignored it. He rushed to the bed a few times and threw the person down.

He was too strong, and Song Jianing fell to the bed and felt pain in his spine, but she couldn't care about it. She was still dizzy and rushed to get up. How could Guo Xiao give her a chance to escape? He pressed her like a hungry tiger, grabbed her hands with one hand and raised them to the top of her head, pulled her clothes with the other hand rudely, and tried to kiss her lips.

It was like a nightmare reappearing, and scenes of the previous life reappeared in front of her. Song Jianing knew how strong Guo Xiao was. She stopped fighting and bit her tongue hard while Guo Xiao bit her neck like a wolf. She did not resist. Guo Xiao immediately noticed something was wrong. He looked up and saw that she actually intended to bite her tongue and commit suicide. Guo Xiao was shocked and immediately pinched her chin and forced her to let go.

The candlelight in the distance shone through the screen. Song Jianing saw Guo Xiao's red eyes, and Guo Xiao also saw the blood from the corners of her mouth. She refused to give it to him and refused to accept his heart even if she died. Then what was his tolerance in the first three months? The originally heavy breathing became heavier, like a wolf that was on the verge of starvation and pounced on her prey. Looking at the blood dyed her cheeks red, Guo Xiao was so crazy that he forgot all tenderness and pity, leaving only the man's desire for women!

"Bite, I see how you bite!" Guo Xiao knelt on her chin with one hand, and tore her clothes with the other hand, grabbed the pieces and stuffed them into her mouth. Song Jianing was shocked and desperate. She didn't want to be bullied by him alive, and she should not be occupied by him even if she died! Guo Xiao was crazy, and she was also crazy, and she grabbed him desperately with both hands, trying to spread his hand that clamped her chin. The woman who was determined to die was also extremely strong. Her nails grabbed Guo Xiao's back of her hand, and she was bleeding.

Guo Xiao was not afraid, even if she grabbed his hand, he would have to settle her. He blocked Song Jianing again, and Guo Xiao continued to stuff her mouth!

"Guo Xiao!" In the dark night, Song Jianing tried his best and shouted at the top of his lungs!

Guo Xiao was stunned because she had never been so loud. From the first day she set foot in the Duke's Mansion, she was timid and weak. Although her grandmother later changed her petty aura, she was quiet and well-behaved, and she never argued with others. She was born weak and bullied.

"Guo Xiao, do you have to die? Can I escape you only if I die..." Being under him, Song Jianing forgot Zhao Heng and forgot his children. She is not the fourth girl of the Duke's Mansion, nor Princess Shou. At this moment, she is just Song Jianing, just Song Jianing, who has been entangled with Guo Xiao for two lifetimes. Tears surged, Song Jianing couldn't see Guo Xiao clearly, but she knew that it was him. When she died in her previous life, Guo Xiao was not there, and she didn't have the chance to let Guo Xiao know about her heart for him. Now, she is going to die again. She committed suicide after giving him to him. She wanted Guo Xiao to know.

"Guo Xiao, I don't hate you. If it's not you, I will fall into the hands of others. If it's not your father, I will die. I owe you what I owe you. I admit it. I really don't hate you. I just want to stop letting me meet you again in my next life..."

What's the use of hatred when a person dies? Song Jianing doesn't want to hate. Now, she only hopes that the suffering she endures in this life can accumulate blessings in the next life. If she has a fate in the next life, she will marry Zhao Heng again. Whether he is the prince or the common people, as long as he is Zhao Heng, as long as she doesn't meet Guo Xiao again, she has nothing to ask for.

After saying that, Song Jianing closed her eyes, with tears on her face and messy hair, her expression was peaceful, without resentment, hatred or fear.

But Guo Xiao could no longer do it, and the madness in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the loss of souls.

She doesn't want him, she doesn't want him in this life, nor in the next life. He breaks up her and her children, and he wants to occupy her body. She even says she doesn't hate her, and only wants to never see her again in the next life.

"Why?" Guo Xiao was bitter, slowly lowered his head, rubbing his face against her wet and cold face, "I wasn't good enough to you when I was a child?"

Before he could finish speaking, two warm rays of warmth rolled into her ears along the faces that were pressing against each other.

Song Jianing suddenly thought of her childhood. She liked to eat yam cakes from the palace. When she returned to the Duke's Mansion, Guo Xiao accompanied Tingfang's sister to see her, bringing a box of yam cakes. On New Year's Eve, she smiled and retreated, hit someone's chest. When she turned around, she saw his eyes reflecting the fireworks. The brothers and sisters were playing together, but she accidentally hit the tip of her nose. Guo Xiao rushed over and gently supported her shoulders with his hands, but the person coldly scolded her.

OK? Not good?

It's useless, Song Jianing closed his eyes and whispered: "Brother, let me go, I want to go home."
Chapter completed!