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 against Mo Xinyan, his gorgeous face always had no expression.

"Emperor Son ..." Mo Xinyan walked toward Di Cang with courage, her heart thumped, "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 Mo Xinyan was about to approach Di Cang, the man's low and dark voice came again, with an arrogant and domineering life.

"The woman I don't want to marry, no one can force me in this world! I want to restore my memory, and no one can stop it!"

The back of the man is domineering, just like a high emperor, so Mo Xinyan's heart jumped up again.

Such a arrogant man ... I am afraid that no woman in this world can resist.

If he can marry him, how happy should he be?

Mo Xinyan looked at the back of the man indifferently, his eyes glowed pink, and if he didn't blink, he couldn't bear to move away from him ...

"Emperor Son ... Your injury should not be recovered. I can stay and take care of you." She lowered her head, her cheeks were red, she was pleasant, and her face was shy.

The man in front finally turned back.

But his eyes were condescending, just like a noble emperor, looking down on slave-servants.

"What I said, it seems that you didn't hear ..." Di Cang's red lips sneered, and his voice was cold. "Except Yan'er, there will never be any other women around me. If anyone wants to come near me ... Do n’t mind letting them walk upright and out horizontally. "

Mo Xinyan's body was stiff, and she raised her head a little, her hard eyes falling on Di Cang's body.

Because at this moment, in Di Cang's eyes, she saw the bloodthirsty murderous opportunity.

This man really wants to kill her ...

Mo Xinyan stepped back a few steps, her face pale and shyly said: "Emperor and Son, you misunderstood me, I have no other meaning for Emperor and Son, but what you hurt is what my master did , I want to forgive sins for my Master, so I plan to take care of you ... "

Her voice was pitiful, and her pretty eyes looked like fawns, looking at Di Cang cautiously, for fear that he would be really angry.

The man's red lips lighted up, and a domineering word fell down, fluttering in the wind, shocking people's hearts.

"roll!"

Poof!

With a strong aura, this word slammed into Mo Xinyan's mind. Her body stepped back abruptly, biting her lips, her eyes filled with tears, full of misery Pitiful.

Her crying is not fake.

In the lord's house for many years, everyone has been extremely respectful of her. No one has treated her like this twice, and the men in the field have seen her like a hungry wolf to see the food.

When did she suffer such treatment?

For a time, her heart was unbearable, and tears flowed like a spring, unable to stop.

Just as her tears were blurred, the man who had stood in front disappeared. His figure left quickly, and he had left her in the blink of an eye.

"No, I can't just give up like this," Mo Xinyan wiped tears from the corners of his eyes and forced himself to calm down. "He is so good that even Master is fascinated by him, then he has a little temper and it is normal. If you work harder, he will definitely be impressed by me. "