CHAPTER 282 (1/2)

Collapsing 7 Boundaries 23 (2)

Jiang Xie released him and sneered. “I don’t know how many times I’ve dreamt of you. Every time, I would slash you with a thousand knives!”

Xie Xi was pale. Something seemed to be extinguished from his eyes as his voice lowered. “Once I am dead, you won’t have such dreams again.”

This sentence seemed to empty all his strength and his weak appearance evoked an old memory in Jiang Xie. He recalled the humble cave and the weak man who smiled so tenderly.

A sharp sting covered his entire heart and Jiang Xie turned away.

He came suddenly and stopped even more suddenly.

Xie Xi fell to the ground, the chain hitting the ground and the clear sound ringing in the entire dungeon.

The dazed Jiang Xie actually thought this was the cave and Xie Xi had accidentally dropped a bowl.

It seemed that if he turned back, he could see the beautiful black eyes full of love, as if he was the only one in the world.

Fake, all fake!

He was bewitched by those eyes!

Anger swallowed up his sense of reason. By the time his senses returned, he found that he had broken the chains binding Xie Xi.

Xie Xi looked up at him blankly. “Little Xie?”

Jiang Xie looked into the black eyes that were like a summer night, bringing infinite coolness and comfort to people on a hot day.

This person used these eyes to keep saying, ‘Jiang Xie, I love you.’

How ridiculous. To this day, his heart was still beating for his hypocritical man.

Jiang Xie smiled with cold eyes. He grabbed Xie Xi’s chin and asked, “Beast King Rose, do you only seduce men?”

Xie Xi’s eyes widened and his eyes dimmed, becoming grey.

Jiang Xie kissed him in revenge. It was rough and imperious, with no gentleness.

Xie Xi started to struggle, desperately trying to push him away.

Jiang Xie placed him against a wall and spoke viciously, “Do you believe that I am here for you?”

Xie Xi was motionless. His entire body looked frightened and he was as pale as a dead man who stopped breathing. “Little Jiang… kill me… kill me, okay?”

Jiang Xie’s heart was dripping blood. It was absurd that looking at this person’s current appearance, he felt more pain then when this person tried to kill him.

This man being in pain was worse than the despair of betrayal.

Jiang Xie hated himself after realizing he was so mean and weak.

He hated Xie Xi nad hated his incompetent self even more. He opened his mouth and spoke with no expression “It is just a kiss yet you want to die?”

Xie Xi’s expression became even uglier.

Jiang Xie smiled. “Is it shameful? Do you feel really bad? I want you to taste what I tasted!”

He picked up Xie Xi and took him out of the dungeon.

Xie Xi’s body was shaking but his heart thought… he could finally eat and drink!

He was very steady throughout the whole process and every expression was controlled.

The little lion could work hard. Once the ‘truth’ was exposed, this would be his crematorium!

Jiang Xie took him out of the dungeon and all the guards were stunned. They wanted to come up to him and speak but the lion king’s pressure meant not one of them could move.

There was a personal servant outside the dungeon and the servant was also shocked by the sight.

Jiang Xie ordered in a low voice, “Go and prepare the bath.”

The servant didn’t dare to ask and could only bow his head. “Yes.”

Xie Xi wanted to have a bath. He might have the cleaning ball to keep himself clean but it was comfortable to soak in a hot bath.

His heart was beautiful but his face was still nervous. He asked Jiang Xie in a trembling voice, “What are you going to do….”

Jiang Xie took him back to the palace. Before placing Xie Xi in the bath, he grabbed a bottle of medicine and opened Xie Xi’s mouth to pour it in.

Xie Xi was shocked but couldn’t break free at all.

Jiang Xie was extremely fierce but there wasn’t much force in his hand. Half the medicine spilled out of the bottle.

However, a few drops of this medicine was enough to make Xie Xi exhausted.

After taking the medicine, Jiang Xie carried him to the bath. He was expressionless as he tore off Xie Xi’s clothes and threw him into the water.

Xie Xi had no strength. His back was facing Jiang Xie and his black hair scattered. It was stained with water and became darker, the contrast very sharp.

Jiang Xie entered the water and kissed Xie Xi.

Xie Xi couldn’t move at all. In addition, the position was narrow and there wasn’t room to move.

Jiang Xie didn’t say anything but under the water…

He did the things like in the dream but Jiang Xie didn’t feel the slightest bit of happiness.

Great sorrow and despair captured him. He retaliated and got revenge but his heart seemed to be placed on a cutting board and was cut to pieces.

In the past nine years, Jiang Xie had countless dreams related to Xie Xi.

The dreams had nothing to do with the Rose Palace. They were in the cave, the village, the endless wilderness…

Xie Xi occasionally slept under the sun and occasionally held the tree trunk while waiting for him to collect the honey. Sometimes in the village, he would look over as if he noticed Jiang Xie’s gaze. Then Xie Xi would give a smile that only belonged to Jiang Xie.

Jiang Xie felt that he wasn’t tempted by those dreams, it was the smile.

Jiang Xie had observed that Xie Xi never looked at others with such a gaze and never gaze such a smile to others.

This was his own, a gentleness that Xie Xi only gave him.

It was full of endless indulgence and bone-deep love.

Jiang Xie was captured by this love and indulged in Xie Xi’s deep feelings.

However… this love was fake.

Every time he woke up, Jiang Xie thought of Xie Xi’s last cold expression and his cruel words. “Since you know this, I can’t let you go.”

Xie Xi wanted to kill him.

Xie Xi was going to kill him…

His Xie Xi was going to kill him…

The despair that rose at that moment was more unbearable than the death of his family.

For his family, Jiang Xie’s memories were limited to his father and his sister. He had no impression of the others.

He was only one month old and his mother died giving birth to him. What could he remember?’

There were only the fire and the screams for fear. His desire for revenge was bred from his desire for survival.