Chapter 1965: The whereabouts of Emperor Cang (3)

The implication is that I did this for the good of Master, without any selfishness.
Di Cang still didn't move. He turned his back to Mo Xinyan behind him, his gorgeous face still showing no expression.
"The emperor..." Mo Xinyan relied on courage and walked towards Di Cang, her heart throbbing and beating, "I can't persuade Master, I can only come to you, and I don't want Master to hurt anything A person……"
At the moment when Mo Xinyan was about to approach Di Cang, the man's low and gloomy voice came again, with unparalleled arrogance and domineering.
"The woman I don't want to marry, in this world, no one can persecute me! I want to restore my memory, and no one can stop it!"
The man's back was domineering, just like a high emperor, making Mo Xinyan's heart jump again uncontrollably.
Such a arrogant and peerless man...I am afraid that no woman in this world can resist.
How happy would it be if you could marry him?
Mo Xinyan looked at the man's back infatuatedly, her eyes glowing with pink light, and she couldn't bear to move away from him without blinking...
"The emperor... your injury should not have recovered yet, I can stay and take care of you." She lowered her head, her delicate face flushed, she was kind and shy.
The man in front finally turned his head.
But his eyes were condescending, like a noble emperor, looking down at the servants.
"What I said, it seems that you didn't hear..." Di Cang sneered with his red lips, his voice was cold, "Except Yan'er, there will never be other women by my side. If anyone wants to approach me... Don't mind letting them walk upright and go out sideways."
Mo Xinyan's body stiffened, she raised her head little by little, and her difficult eyes fell on Di Cang's body.
Because at this moment, in Di Cang's eyes, she saw the bloodthirsty murderous intent.
This man really wants to kill her...
Mo Xinyan stepped back a few steps, her face was pale, and she said timidly: "The emperor, you have misunderstood me. I have no other meaning to the emperor. It's just that the way you hurt you is what my master did. , I want to forgive my master, so I plan to take care of you..."
Her voice was pitiful, her pretty eyes were like a small deer, and she looked at Di Cang carefully, as if he was really angry.
The man's red lips lightly opened, and a domineering word fell, fluttering in the wind, shocking.
"roll!"
Puff!
This word with a powerful aura hit Mo Xinyan's mind fiercely, her body abruptly stepped back, biting her lip, her eyes filled with tears, and miserable Pathetic.
Her cry is not fake.
In the Lord's Mansion for many years, everyone has been extremely respectful to her. No one has ever treated her like this again and again, and the men in the domain saw her as a hungry wolf who saw food.
When did she suffer such treatment?
For a moment, she couldn't bear it in her heart, tears gushing out like a spring, unable to stop.
When her tears were blurring, the man who had stood in front of him disappeared. His figure left quickly, and he had already left in front of her in the blink of an eye.
"No, I can't just give up like this," Mo Xinyan wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and forced herself to calm down. "He is so good, even the master is fascinated by him, then it is normal for him to have a temper. If you keep working hard, he will definitely be moved by me."