After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

Chapter 235 The King Wants You

Yu Qingli hurriedly took a step back, lowered her brows and said slowly, "Your Highness, this question is ridiculous. Tomorrow is the wedding day. I wonder what Qingli has done that makes Your Highness think that Qingli doesn't want to get married?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Yanhui narrowed his eyes slightly, and his pupils quickly shrank into needles. His gaze pierced through Yu Qingli like a laser in an instant. However, he was discouraged again. He found that until this moment, he still could not see through the woman in front of him.

Her indifference, her composure, and her stillness are all like an abyss that is hard to understand.

"Do you really want to get married?" Murong Yan asked coldly, her voice hoarse and bitter.

He had asked this question countless times. Even though he knew the answer every time, and even though he knew that the answer would hurt him badly, he couldn't help but ask it again.

It seems that if I ask one more time, I will hear something different.

Yu Qingli did not answer, but just smiled faintly. That smile was happy and calm, like a knife piercing deep into Murong Yanhui's heart.

That is the best answer from a woman. There is nothing more worth a man cherishing than a happy and satisfied smile.

"Good, good, good!" Murong Yanhui shouted three good words in a row. Every time he shouted a good word, he took a step back.

After saying "good" three times, the distance between Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli became further apart.

Under the dim moonlight, Yu Qingli's shoulders were covered with frost. The flickering red candlelight outside the yard behind her made her look even more spotless, unlike the soft red in this ten-foot-long scene.

"Yu Qingli, believe it or not, after tonight, you will definitely regret your choice today, and one day, you will definitely beg me to marry you!"

Murong Yanhui's faintly angry voice reached Yu Qingli's ears in a hoarse voice. She felt that her calm heart seemed to have a slight ripple because of it, so subtle that she could almost ignore it.

"Your Highness, please go back." Yu Qingli said calmly, "Tomorrow, Your Highness, please be sure to attend Murong Feng and I's wedding on time."

Yu Qingli spoke calmly as if she didn't care at all about Murong Yanhui's words.

"Murong Feng, Murong Feng, what's so good about him? You actually chose him in the end?! Yu Qingli, do you still have a conscience? Why can you treat me like a stranger?" Murong Yanhui was finally angered by Yu Qingli's cold attitude, and the rage he had been suppressing broke out at this moment.

The greatest contempt is disregard. At this moment, Murong Yanhui realized that in Yu Qingli's heart, she was nothing! She had always been nothing!

The intense anger caused the usually calm Murong Yanhui to lose his mind. He grabbed Yu Qingli's shoulders and said, "Lili, how could you treat me like this?"

Yu Qingli frowned slightly and tried hard to pry Murong Yanhui's hands open, but Murong Yanhui's fingers were clasped tightly around her shoulders like iron hoops.

Yu Qingli frowned even tighter and used more strength in her hands. Her face flushed slightly because of the force and pain. Murong Yanhui's heart softened when he saw this, but he still stubbornly did not let go.

"Answer me, Lili, answer me!" Murong Yan asked back.

Yu Qingli finally gave up the idea of prying Murong Yanhui's fingers apart. She looked at Murong Yanhui in silence, with a calm and reproachful look. Then, Murong Yanhui saw Yu Qingli's lips slightly opened, and she uttered a string of words that shattered his last glimmer of hope.

"Please respect yourself, uncle!"

"Boom" a thunder exploded in Murong Yanhui's head.

"Imperial uncle? Haha, what a royal uncle!" Murong Yanhui was so angry that all his rationality disappeared in an instant. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, and that was to win over this woman, the woman who had always been haunting him, the woman who ignored his true feelings and married someone else, the woman who made him love and hate her.

He wants her.

There has never been a time when Murong Yanhui wanted to possess Yu Qingli so clearly and strongly, as if if he missed this moment, he would lose her forever, and this was what Murong Yanhui least wanted to happen.

As long as I force her, I don’t have to worry about her not marrying me!

At this moment, there was only one thought in Murong Yanhui's mind: no matter how despicable or shameless it was, if there was no fair and just way to keep her by his side, he wouldn't mind turning into a devil!

Under the moonlight, Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli were like puppets whose time had stopped. Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli stood facing each other, motionless.

Murong Yanhui stared at the picturesque face in front of him, and the roar in his heart made him tremble slightly uncontrollably.

A floating cloud passed by, covering the faint crescent moon. The night became darker and darker. As the clouds moved, Murong Yanhui suddenly let out a low, hoarse roar from his throat. At the same time, Yu Qingli felt a pain in her shoulders, and her whole body seemed to fly up like a cloud. Almost in the blink of an eye, she was pulled by Murong Yanhui into the shadows on the side of the yard.

There was damp soil beneath her body and the fragrance of grass at her nose. However, there was a person on top of her. His hot breath was in her ears, and his blazing eyes were like an erupting volcano, burning with heat. His hands were restraining her own, and his long hair was hanging down from his neck, the ends of which brushed against her cheeks, slightly tickling her.

"Murong Yanhui, are you crazy? You are my uncle!" It would have been fine if Yu Qingli didn't say anything, but this opening of her mouth only added fuel to Murong Yanhui's rage.

"Uncle Emperor, huh?" Murong Yan replied with a cold smile. "Do you really want to call me Uncle Emperor? But I don't like it. I'm telling you, I don't like it at all."

Yu Qingli's heart was beating like thunder. It was the first time she saw Murong Yanhui losing his composure like this, and she was at a loss for a moment.

At this moment, Murong Yanhui was like a wild beast controlled by anger, thinking only of taking Yu Qingli for himself! The lust mixed with anger in his eyes almost burned Yu Qingli to ashes!

However, she could not remain dazed now. She knew that she had completely angered Murong Yanhui. If she did not handle the situation properly, her chastity might be ruined tonight.

She wouldn't allow it! She had already suffered so much in her previous life, and God had finally given her another chance. How could she repeat the same mistakes and be hurt by a man again?

After all, none of the men in the Murong family are good!

When Yu Qingli thought of this, the bone-gnawing pain seeped out from her bones again and overflowed into every cell of her body. The pain stimulated her and made her regain her composure.

Yu Qingli, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, think about it carefully, there must be a way!

However, what else could she do? Murong Yanhui's slender and powerful limbs controlled her limbs, and she couldn't move an inch, let alone resist. Seeing Murong Yanhui approaching her lips inch by inch, Yu Qingli felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Suddenly, Yu Qingli had an idea, and she bit Murong Yanhui's right hand hard. She bit with all her might, and Yu Qingli immediately felt Murong Yanhui's whole body stiffen. Then, she felt a hot, fishy liquid flowing out on the tip of her tongue, flowing down her throat into her stomach, making her feel vaguely nauseous.

Just when Murong Yanhui was stunned, a scream suddenly came from the entrance of the yard.

Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli turned around at the same time, only to see the little maid at the gate of the courtyard staring at them with wide eyes, and the tray in her hand had fallen halfway and was about to break on the ground, alarming others.

Murong Yanhui let go of Yu Qingli without hesitation, and in the blink of an eye he rushed to the little maid as fast as lightning. With a lift of his right hand, the half-fallen tray and white fungus soup landed steadily in his hand.

The moment Murong Yanhui let go of her, Yu Qingli jumped up like a rabbit. She rushed to the gate of the courtyard without hesitation, and pulled the maid, causing her to stagger and fall into Murong Yanhui's arms.

Murong Yanhui subconsciously reached out to help, and Yu Qingli slipped out of Murong Yanhui's control like a swimming fish.

Murong Yanhui was holding the tray and Tremella soup in one hand and the maid in the other. She had no way to chase after her and could only watch Yu Qingli quickly disappear from her sight.

Yu Qingli kept walking, only to feel the plants around her retreating rapidly, and the lantern light on the ground

The ferocious black shadows of various trees outlined by the lines are like a completely different Mu

Rong Yanhui.

Yu Qingli's heart was beating like thunder, and she didn't dare to stop, so she ran out of Jiying Hall in one breath.

The sky was dark, and there were few shadows outside the palace. The night watchman was beating his gong, which sounded very desolate.

"Lili!" Murong Yanhui pushed the maid away and was about to chase after her, but the maid seemed to be frightened and collapsed in Murong Yanhui's arms.

Murong Yanhui frowned, and with a casual flick of his right hand, the tray and Tremella Soup in his hand flew out intact and landed on the ground beside him. At the same time, Murong Yanhui said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way!"

Murong Yanhui's movements were smooth and flowing, and he had finished everything in just a moment. He stood tall and looked at the woman in his arms with cold eyes.

She was an extremely young girl, about twelve or thirteen years old. She had a pair of misty eyes like autumn water, and there was a charm in her glance. Her figure was better developed than that of her peers, and she was well-proportioned.

Her skin was as white as blood, and under the faint moonlight, it still emitted a faint pearly glow. At first glance, she was actually quite pretty.

If it were in the past, Murong Yanhui might have wanted to tease her a little, but at this moment, he only had Yu Qingli in his heart.

In such a long night, if Yu Qingli ran out alone, would she encounter any danger?!

Murong Yanhui became more and more irritated when he thought about this.