A weak and evil woman was exiled? The beastly husbands risked their lives to protect her

Chapter 565 Xuan Ying, I Really Love You
".yes."

The girl's soft, weak word struck Xuan Ying's heart like a boulder studded with sharp spikes.

His body stiffened, and his long, slender fingers, which were caressing her soft waist, tightened their grip uncontrollably.

The girl in his arms winced in pain and hissed.

Xuanxiang seemed oblivious, his vertical pupils fixed on her, his clear, icy blue eyes instantly filled with crimson blood vessels.

Ice-blue snake scales recklessly covered the already bulging, pale skin.

A slight chill emanated from the gaps in the scales.

The cold words were squeezed out one by one from between his teeth, "Why?"

Jiang Xinli knew that he was suppressing his rage.

After thinking about it, I realized that my words and attitude had gone too far.

She felt a little uncomfortable when she thought about that incident, but it wouldn't be accurate to say that she harbored resentment towards him forever.

She still loves her little shadow very much, and he treats her so well.

But when people are angry, they often say things they don't mean.

Thinking of this, she raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek, which was covered with snake scales.

"Xiaoying, that happened a long time ago."

"There's no point in us worrying about these things now."

"How can it be meaningless?" The man grabbed her wrist with his other hand, his voice growing colder.

"You feel indebted to him, but harbor resentment towards me, and you actually think it's meaningless??"

"So now you're carrying this guilt in your heart towards me—" He took a deep breath, "...doing it. What do you take me for?"

Jiang Xinli choked on her words, feeling that he was really being unreasonable.

The anger that had just been suppressed instantly surged up again.

Moreover, this anger also showed signs of mania.

"Xiaoying, don't be unreasonable, these are not the same thing at all!"

She wanted to break free of his grasp.

He held on tightly, like a pair of pliers.

His body was also tightly bound by his legs and snake tail.

"Ha. Yes, I'm wronged, I'm just being unreasonable." The man's handsome eyes were tinged with a hint of malice as he sneered, "He's wronged, he's just being sweet and tender."

Jiang Xinli was even more speechless. "I didn't."

She didn't understand why Xuan Ying insisted on comparing herself to Sheng Tianze.

Back in ancient Earth, she watched quite a few period dramas about palace intrigue.

Although the imperial family exists in interstellar space, it maintains a strict hierarchy and a clear distinction between legitimate and illegitimate offspring.

Is it because of this?

Can--

Seeing her frowning in thought, Xuan Ying's jealousy intensified. "Heh, in my arms, you're starting to think about him again, huh?"

He lowered his head, revealing the fangs of a viper, and slowly rubbed them against the throbbing vein on the side of her neck:

"Why don't we just call him over to join us?"

The cold, scarlet forked tongue of the snake slowly caressed the back of her earlobe.

"I will treat your illness, and he will take care of you."

"Xiaoying, you..." This time, Jiang Xinli was completely speechless.

That arrogant and unruly person was like a completely different person at this moment.

She pursed her lips tightly, turned her head away for a moment, then turned back to face him directly. "Xiaoying, let's talk."

Xuan Ying stopped biting, looked up, and stared intently at her:
"What should we talk about? Your guilt towards him, the debts you owe him, and your resentment and dissatisfaction towards me?"

He regretted it as soon as he said it.

At this moment, he was like a hysterical, resentful woman in the deep palace.

But he still couldn't help but accuse, "Jiang Xinli, do you have no heart?"

He almost died trying to save her, just like her.

Was his sacrifice worthless in front of Sheng Tianze?

He suddenly raised his hand, forcefully pinched her chin, and made her look directly at him. "Look into my eyes and answer me."

"Xiaoying, I have it." Jiang Xinli hugged his neck and kissed his chin.

“I know that you risked your life to save me from the pangolin beastman that night.”

People should actually look forward.

She didn't actually want to recall those past events.

But now, she has no choice but to recall.

At the time, her supernatural abilities and mental strength were at a very low level, so when the high fever struck, her consciousness was almost completely blurred.

The symptoms of bipolar disorder can also be severe.

Unlike now, when I feel physically uncomfortable, I can generally manage to suppress it.

But she still vaguely remembered the scene when Xuan Ying, whose superpowers were nearly exhausted after fighting the puppet corpse, was thrown into the room like trash by that pangolin beastman.

His mental rage was on the verge of collapse, but he still used the last bit of his superpower to transform into a snake and desperately lower the high temperature around her.

Her memory is hazy, but that doesn't mean she has no recollection of it at all.

Later, she developed a severe high fever, and he had no choice but to use his ice-based powers to unite with her.

They helped bring her bizarre high fever down completely.

She never resented him for these things.

She could only blame fate for being so unpredictable and cruel.

However, what angered her was...

He knew that Sheng Tianze had returned home, so he went up the stairs and arrived at his door.

He deliberately made an excuse to blindfold her and even erected a soundproof ice wall next to the bed.

But it was precisely when the door was pushed open that he launched his attack.

Some private matters are best left unsaid between two people.

But he did it in public, right in front of Sheng Tianze—

What did he take her for?

The spoils of power struggles between brothers?

tool?!
But this tool, like a sharp blade, cruelly pierced the heart of Sheng Tianze, who was covered in blood.

After hearing her story, Xuan Ying's eyes darkened completely.

His voice, icy cold, trembled slightly. "He told you?"

"He told you a long time ago, didn't he?"

Did he exaggerate or embellish what he said about me?

"So, all those times you said you loved me were lies."

"You've always harbored resentment towards me, haven't you?"

Seeing that he was still stubborn, Jiang Xinli couldn't help but sigh, "Xiaoying, he hasn't said anything to me."

“I didn’t even know he was injured and rushed back.”

"I remember that time on Misty Star, he was hit by Yu Hanche's Blood Rage Curse. Because he used too much of his superpower, his mental sea almost collapsed and he died."

Xuan Ying frowned, recalled for a moment, and her heart sank.

That was the first time he had ever hoped that Sheng Tianze would live a good life.

Or rather, deep down, he always hoped that he could live a good life.

“At that time, I entered his mental landscape. It was then that I learned about what he encountered on the way and everything he saw after he returned.”

"I still vividly remember the scene of him standing at the door covered in blood, looking at us."

Jiang Xinli gently stroked his cheek. "Xiaoying, let's change positions. If you were the one standing at the door, how would you feel?"

"I know you love me."

"And love is inherently selfish."

"But now, all those things are in the past."

They've misunderstood each other, argued, and bickered all the time.

But they worried about each other and loved each other.

They risked their lives to protect each other on the way to exile.

She looked at him tenderly.
"Xuanying, I truly love you now."