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  Chapter 195Translator: TheWhiteBook

  Proofreader/editor: Cheese

  Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters (49)She struggled so hard at first, but now she suddenly didn’t fight at all. It was the only reason he could fathom.

  Bai Weiwei bit her bloodied lips.

  This silence, let his heart’s last hope be broken, the fire in his body was put out at once.

  “You’re not afraid that I have already long killed him?”

  Bai Weiwei eyes flooded with water, this poor vulnerable appearance could really hook people.

  She still refused to speak.

  Mu Yanjun suddenly chuckled coldly, laughed at his own unrequited love.

  He was degrading himself, was this much humiliation not enough?

  He put himself in the dirt, but she wouldn’t even look at him.

  In her mind, he was nothing more than the killer of her family, a madman that vilely and shamelessly overtook her.

  Mu Yanjun endured his severe heartache, slowly released her hands, her wrists were clearly bruised.

  It was a reminder of his brutality.

  Mu Yanjun suddenly grabbed her jaw, and forced her to open her mouth. He stuffed a heart protecting pill into her mouth.

  Although, after she left the palace, her hemoptysis became much better, and Xiao Mo also prepared medicinal meals every day to replenish her body.

  He was still afraid that his reckless loss of control today would cause a recurrence of her condition.

  Mu Yanjun got up and watched her huddle pitifully into a ball, as if she did not know how to deal with the damage from his rampage.

  If he really forcefully took her.

  She would hate him for the rest of her life and there would be no room for change.

  This made him dare not take another step forward, he was afraid that he would run rampant again. He turned around and left.

  From behind Bai Weiwei’s voice gained a bit of sternness, “Mu Yanjun, you are not a man.”

  Mu Yanjun’s footsteps halted with a ‘DUN’, a sound representing his wrath, like a sword thrust to the heart.

  Bai Weiwei wailed “I don’t like you, I don’t love you anymore.”

  He knew.

  Mu Yanjun’s eyes suddenly became a little wet, and he picked up his pace in embarra.s.sment.

  “The man I like now is nothing like you, he is kind, brave and gentle…”

  Mu Yanjun almost tripped and fell out.

  

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