Chapter 1467

However, Hesheli was, after all, the Empress, the mother of a nation.

She quickly forced herself to be calm and said:

"This palace doesn't know what you are talking about. Let go of this palace quickly, otherwise, this palace will really call for help."

Gu Hanyuan said indifferently:

"The Empress can call as much as she wants."

Upon hearing this, Hesheli realized.

Compared to Wutian, she was more afraid of this scene falling into the eyes of others.

And after these few days, Hesheli had specifically studied things about Wutian.

Whether it was the world-dominating fierce power that killed Earth Immortals, or that unscrupulous way of doing things, all were telling her about Wutian's terrifying aspects.

This small threat could not shake the other party's thoughts at all.

Plus, she didn't have Kangxi protecting her now; even if Wutian really wanted to do something, she was powerless.

Even if she proved her innocence with death afterward, it would be too late.

Hesheli racked her brains for a way to escape.

Suddenly, her expression froze, her pretty face turned red, and she struggled violently.

Because she suddenly felt the shocking heat pressed against her lower abdomen, so hot that her legs almost went soft.

With panicked eyes, she gritted her teeth and said angrily:

"Let go of this palace quickly."

That Hesheli could only use this sentence to express her resistance was proof of her inability to fight back.

She didn't know that this appearance of a beauty's anger and inability to fight back would only make Gu Hanyuan's interest even higher.

So much so that the burning sensation Hesheli felt became more and more obvious.

She naturally became more and more panicked.

Along with the panic came even more intense struggles.

Gu Hanyuan looked at Hesheli, who seemed to be at his mercy, but keenly saw a touch of determination in her beautiful eyes.

Just as he had said to Kangxi before, force would only result in Hesheli's corpse.

However, Gu Hanyuan's arms hugged even tighter, firmly locking Hesheli's waist in his arms.

He feigned helplessness and said:

"Empress, don't move anymore; if you move again, this seat really won't be able to hold back."

Such a threat was indeed effective.

Hesheli realized what kind of evil consequences her powerless struggle would bring and hurriedly stopped struggling.

Seeing that the other party just held her firmly without any further action,

Hesheli felt relieved while enduring the strange feeling that made her heart beat wildly from the heat.

She no longer tried to resist in a forceful way, nor did she deny the eavesdropping that day.

With tears in her eyes, she slightly raised her head and pleaded in a weak tone:

"I know your intentions, and I know you understand my thoughts; do you really have to force me to take that step?"

Hesheli showing this pitiful appearance with the dignity of an Empress was truly shockingly lethal.

Not to mention that she had deliberately changed her self-reference.

It was as if she was no longer that Empress, but just an ordinary woman trapped by love.

Even Gu Hanyuan couldn't help but be distracted for a moment.

This moment of distraction was keenly sensed by Hesheli.

She immediately felt that she had done something wrong, and became even more panicked in her heart.

However, the subsequent development was beyond her expectations.

She saw Wutian suddenly put away the lower half of his mask.

On that half of his face, which was so good-looking that it was shocking, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

A gentle and magnetic voice came out.

"Empress, don't panic; this seat is not a person who destroys flowers with a heavy hand, and will not force you like that."

Hesheli stared blankly at the gentle meaning hidden in those deep eyes.

It was as if after that half of the mask was put away, the atmosphere on the other party had undergone a huge change.

The cold aura was put away, and the cold eyes no longer existed.

Hesheli only felt as if a warm spring breeze had blown by, and even his arms became warm.

She couldn't help but mutter to herself:

"Could this be his true nature under the mask?"

Such a guess made her startle herself, and at the same time, she felt it was funny.

If her thoughts were known by those who feared Wutian's fierce name, they would probably think she was crazy.

However, a woman's intuition made Hesheli feel that what she thought might be the truth.

It was just that there was an indescribable sense of incongruity; it seemed that he wasn't actually looking at her at all.

Hesheli's intuition was unexpectedly accurate.

Because the person in Gu Hanyuan's eyes at this time was not her, but Huang Rong.

This was an experiment of Gu Hanyuan's.

Until now, the identity of Wutian actually carried most of his cold temperament.

Only then could he use perfect acting skills when taking off the mask.

However, the existence of Huang Rong and Wu Xingyun brought a trace of reality to this acting.

Therefore, he tried to incorporate this trace of reality when using Wutian's identity.

The good news is that it is indeed possible to incorporate this trace of reality when using Wutian's identity, making him look more sincere.

The bad news is that such reality inevitably has some sense of incongruity.

So much so that it was keenly sensed by Hesheli.

However, no matter how incongruous Hesheli felt in her heart, Wutian in this state made her feel relaxed.

She also had the leisure to look at the man who had brought her infinite worries.

The shock brought by that half of his handsome face goes without saying.

And the fact that he seemed very young made her feel much better.

After all, being taken advantage of by a young and handsome man is better than by an old or ugly man, right?

Not to mention that Hesheli faintly felt that Wutian's age might be about the same as hers.

The facts were indeed so.

Although Hesheli had been an Empress for several years, she was actually not even twenty years old; calling her a young woman would not be an exaggeration.

Hesheli, whose mood had improved a lot, seemed to have found the right way to talk to Wutian.

Ignoring the palpitations brought by that heat, she said softly:

"Then can you let me go first?"

Gu Hanyuan's mouth crossed a pleasant arc.

"It's not easy to hold the Empress in my arms, and this seat is reluctant to let go." ===== CHAPTER 1469 =====