GBP Chapter 300 Hate and Love
Chapter 300 Hate and Love
Mo Ling's eyes were red, and the pain in his heart gradually spread to his whole body. Every word Feng Jiuqing said was like a blade cutting into him.
"You don't want me anymore?"
Mo Ling's voice was very low, almost a whisper.
He was stunned for a long time before he slowly said, "Qingqing, you used to call me Ayan."
"before?"
Feng Jiuqing smiled, seemed to think for a while, then raised his eyebrows and said: "Sorry, I forgot."
forget?
How could Qingqing forget?
Qingqing clearly said that she likes Ayan the most.
This must be fake. Qingqing loves him so much, how could she not want him?
"I don't believe it! My beloved would never treat me like this!"
Feng Jiuqing lifted his foot and passed by Mo Ling, and said softly: "I have always been like this. If your Majesty doesn't believe me, go find your Majesty's Qingqing."
Mo Ling grabbed Feng Jiuqing's hand and said, "Qingqing, come back with me. You can take revenge on me in any way you want. I will accept it. I will compensate you well, and then we can start over, okay?"
Feng Jiuqing raised a cold smile and brushed Mo Ling's hand away: "Not everything can be repeated. Once feelings are gone, they are really gone. If you don't come to disturb me, it will be the best compensation for me. This time, you must listen carefully."
Mo Ling heard every word Qing Feng Jiuqing said, but when all the words were put together, he seemed to not understand.
He doesn't know! He just wants to be with Qingqing for the rest of his life, until they grow old together!
"Qingqing, I can promise you anything else, but you must go back with me!"
When Mo Ling waved his hand, the secret guards stopped in front of Feng Jiuqing. He walked up to Feng Jiuqing step by step, and forcibly took Feng Jiuqing's hand and placed it on his heart.
"My dear, do you know that in the past two years, every detail of our past has been lingering in my mind? I have tried to forget, but the more I forget, the clearer it becomes!"
"Qingqing, it was only after I lost you that I realized that I loved you more than anything else. It was only because I realized it too late that I hurt you. So Qingqing, I can grant you whatever you want, as long as you come back with me."
Feng Jiuqing's smile turned even colder. He lowered his head to look at Mo Ling holding his hand: "It sounds like he's sincere."
Mo Ling just had a smile on his face, but the next moment he was pushed against the wall by Feng Jiuqing, and Feng Jiuqing's fingers on his neck tightened slightly.
"Your Majesty!" The secret guard's knife was instantly unsheathed, and the blade reflected the candlelight and pointed at Feng Jiuqing.
Mo Ling chuckled and looked at Feng Jiuqing: "Step back, Qingqing will not kill me."
Feng Jiuqing tightened his fingers and sneered: "Why do you think I won't kill you?"
Mo Ling's eyes were filled with a happy smile: "If Qingqing must kill me to relieve her hatred, then kill me. I will not resist. After all, I was the one who hurt Qingqing first, so this time I will pay for her life!"
Feng Jiuqing frowned and kept tightening his fingers. Mo Ling just looked at Feng Jiuqing infatuatedly, with love surging in his eyes, like the scorching sun that almost burned Feng Jiuqing.
Feng Jiuqing seemed to see Ah Xun in a trance. Ah Xun's eyes were also full of love back then. The face in his memory seemed to overlap with Mo Ling, almost making him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion!
Feng Jiuqing was startled and threw Mo Ling to the secret guard in panic. He took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the place where he had touched Mo Ling.
"My life is not as cheap as yours. Well, Mo Ling, this time I will just repay you for that arrow. From now on, we owe each other nothing!"
Mo Ling coughed a few times, and before he could even catch his breath, he walked towards Feng Jiuqing: "Impossible, Qingqing, I can't lose you again. Come back with me, or you kill me, you can only choose one of the two. Otherwise, I will find you and bring you back no matter where you are!"
Feng Jiuqing took a deep breath and uttered two words: "Stupid B!"
"No matter how foolish or stupid you are, Qingqing, unless I die, I will try every means to be with you!" Mo Ling stared at Feng Jiuqing as if he were a vengeful spirit.
"If you are sick, go get treatment. If you dare to pester me again, I will kill you next time!"
There was a hint of murderous intent in Feng Jiuqing's eyes, and his whole body exuded a strong murderous aura. Even Mo Ling's secret guards who were used to licking blood on the tip of their knives had to retreat.
Mo Ling seemed not to feel it. He drew out the long sword of the secret guard, walked towards Feng Jiuqing step by step, and stood in front of him.
He handed the handle of the knife to Feng Jiuqing, but Feng Jiuqing didn't take it at all, and he didn't care.
He took Feng Jiuqing's hand, with a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, placed the hilt of the knife in Feng Jiuqing's hand and held it tightly, with the tip of the knife against his chest.
"Qingqing, are you still angry? Come on, stab here, and I will never bother you again."
Feng Jiuqing looked at the familiar face and eyes, and a double image appeared in front of his eyes, as if Ah Xun appeared in front of him again, and he seemed to have returned to the age when he was most helpless.
At that time, he hated Ah Xun so much that he wanted him to die. That day, Ah Xun deliberately waited in his room, just like now, put a sharp dagger in his hand, and told him that as long as he stabbed it here, he would never have to see him again.
At that time, he really stabbed it. He hated Ah Xun for helping the Feng family to monitor him, making things difficult for him and leaving him no time to breathe.
But he had no idea how much effort Ah Xun had put in to protect him at that time. He only believed what he saw and heard, and let Ah Xun down.
Feng Jiuqing was stunned for a long time, staring at Mo Ling blankly, his eyes unfocused, neither moving nor speaking.
Mo Ling smiled, Feng Jiuqing reflected in his eyes, and his hand holding the blade was cut with blood.
The secret guards behind Mo Ling were so nervous that their hearts were about to jump out of their chests. They secretly prayed that Feng Jiuqing would not take action. His Majesty would not let them hurt Feng Jiuqing. However, if something happened to His Majesty, no one would protect Feng Jiuqing. At that time, neither His Majesty nor this noble lord would have a good ending.
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Jiuqing snatched the knife and threw it out the door, then slapped Mo Ling on the head.
His tears kept falling like broken strings, hitting the ground one by one, while he beat Mo Ling with his bare hands: "Asshole! I'll beat you to death! You force me like this every time! Do you really think I dare not do anything to you!"
"Damn you! Do you think you can make me soft-hearted by risking my life? You are wrong. I have a heart of stone and I never show mercy!"
"You want to die?! I'm going to beat you to death today! Let's see if you dare to force me again!"
"Damn bastard! bastard!"
Feng Jiuqing seemed to have forgotten that he knew martial arts. He punched and kicked Mo Ling without any rules, but other than hurting him, there was no other side effect.
Feng Jiuqing cried, beat and scolded at the same time. Mo Ling felt pain in his heart when he saw Feng Jiuqing's tears, which was much more painful than when Feng Jiuqing beat him.
"Qingqing, don't cry. I was wrong. Please don't cry, okay?" Mo Ling did not resist at all. Instead, he coaxed Feng Jiuqing softly.