"Qi Jinghao, you weren’t like this before. When I had stomach pains, you would express concern and care for even if I was just a bit uncomfortable. That’s why I even sacrificed my reputation to beco your concubine... If my grandfather were alive, he’d probably be furious enough to jump out of his grave." Peng Jing spoke, tears of grievance streaming down her face, but she quickly wiped them away. "I don’t care, I care about how nice you were to . But it’s only been a few months, and you’ve changed as if you’re a different person... This is your true face, isn’t it? You’re so hypocritical!"
Qi Jinghao furrowed his brow deeply: "What did you say?" His eyes even flashed with a hint of murderous intent.
Peng Jing instinctively took a step back, but the stubbornness in her bones kept her head held high: "I said you’re hypocritical, so what? Are you angry now? Want to kill ? Then go ahead, if I back down, I wouldn’t be a Peng Family mber, it would be a disgrace to my grandfather’s death..." she said as she took two steps forward.
"Do you think I won’t dare?" Qi Jinghao reached out and grabbed Peng Jing’s neck.
"Try it then." Peng Jing sneered coldly. "Anyway, I told Yang Ruxin that you never really liked , you probably had a motive for marrying . I begged her, if one day I die, I asked her to clear my na..." She paused, "Although I had conflicts with her, she’s the type to stand up for what’s right. She admired my grandfather. Back then at the border, it was her man who desperately saved , even if she loathes , she won’t just sit back and watch..."
Qi Jinghao was montarily at a loss, but the strength in his hand increased.
"If you kill now, it’ll show people your ambition, reveal your true face." Peng Jing struggled to breathe, but she didn’t lower her head. "Don’t you like Yang Ruxin? Then let her see... see your hypocrisy..." She hadn’t finished speaking before she was thrown forcefully to the ground by him.
Peng Jing lay on the ground, coughing violently, but soon she raised her head and glared fiercely at him.
Qi Jinghao turned and walked away.
Peng Jing simply lay on the ground and began to wail loudly.
Qi Jinghao stopped at the door, sighed slightly, and then turned back to help Peng Jing up: "Why are you so stubborn?"
Peng Jing continued crying, hiccupping as she did.
"I’ve had many things troubling lately, my mood hasn’t been good naturally, but why do you insist on provoking ?" Qi Jinghao pulled her into his arms, "I know you’re aggrieved, but can you not act recklessly?"
Peng Jing was still crying, but her sobs had quieted down.
"Yang Ruxin was granted the title of Third-rank Madam Ruyi by the Emperor. Yet you imdiately offended her completely..." Qi Jinghao stroked Peng Jing’s back. "If I don’t put on a show, if she decides to act, do you think I, Wang Neng, can protect you?"
Peng Jing stopped crying altogether.
"You can call hypocritical, say whatever you want, but I never want you to get hurt..."
"Enough, I understand." Peng Jing shook her head urgently, "I was wrong..."
Qi Jinghao smiled, lifted her chin with his hand: "I was too impatient too, I’m sorry..." He said, lowering his head to kiss her lips.
Soon, the two of them moved into the bedroom, and quickly the sounds of heavy breathing and heartbeats filled the air, causing blushes and excitent.
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