The First Genocide's Grudge

  However, Mei'er remained calm and continued to persuade him in a soft voice: "Hanjun brother, I'm sorry for misunderstanding you, but now that the enemy is strong and we are weak, we can't fight against the Shang nation head-on. If sacrificing my own happiness can bring peace to the people of Western Xia, I really am willing!"

  These words were so gentle and touching, also listening to Xia Hanxuan's tender intestines turned a hundred times!

  He supported Meng'er, staring at her beautiful eyes, and with tears in her eyes, she was so pitiful that he couldn't bear to let her go.

  "Mei'er, there must be another way, I won't lose you again no matter what!" Xia Hanxuan held her tightly in his arms, heart aching with sorrow, those peach blossom eyes filled with distress.

  Three years ago, Mei'er died. He had thought that he would never be able to hold her in his arms again for the rest of his life, but unexpectedly, one day she miraculously came back to life. He could no longer bear the pain of losing her!

  He just didn't know that this Mei was not that Mei, the other Mei would never come back, and this Mei, he was destined to never have!

  "Brother Han Xuan! This is reality, the strong are invincible. If one day you become stronger, you can take me back, but now, you're not even capable of competing with Shang Li Tian!" Mei Er's words struck directly at the deepest, most unwilling part of Xia Han Xuan's heart.

  "Mei'er..." Xia Hanxuan gazed at Mei'er, who was within arm's reach, and suddenly had a wicked thought. He couldn't marry her now, but he also didn't want to let her become another man's woman. He wanted to be her first man!

  Mei'er suddenly sensed his evil intentions, secretly furrowing her brow. This man was really infuriating, actually thinking of defiling her. Didn't he know that Shang Li Tian, that despicable man, hated nothing more than unclean women?

  At first, Wu Chen'er was because...

  "Mei'er, I want you to remember me forever!" Xia Hanxuan took a deep breath, suddenly pinned Mei'er to the ground, and his large hands hastily reached for her collar!

  "Brother Han Xuan, what are you going to do..." Mei'er pretended to be frightened, but in fact, with her skills, it would be easy for her to put Xia Han Xuan to death. It was simply a matter of raising her hand. However, this man still had his uses now, so she couldn't let him die.

  "Mei'er, I love you! I want to make you remember me forever!" Xia Hanxuan was extremely excited, tightly grasping Mei'er's small hand and not letting go. Shang Litian used his power to take away the woman he loved, and now he wanted to take a woman that Shang Litian had to let go of!

  "Han Xuan brother, you can't treat me like this..." Mei'er was about to intervene, but she heard the familiar footsteps approaching and knew that Xiao Xian had arrived with people, so she deliberately shouted loudly.

  "Rebellious son! What are you doing?" The Western Xia king appeared at the door, supported by Little Immortal, and upon seeing his own son's behavior, was so enraged that he almost spat out old blood.

  "Father..." The angry shout from the Western Xia king finally made Xia Hanxuan stop all his movements, and he reluctantly stood up, awkwardly adjusting his clothes.

  "Saintess!" Xiao Xian hastily ran over and helped Mei'er up, the two of them exchanging a subtle glance.

  "Your Majesty..." Mei'er tidied up her slightly disheveled clothes, her voice filled with grievance, gazing at the Western Xia king with tears in her eyes.

  "Unfilial son!" The Western Xia king raised his hand and gave Xia Hanxuan a crisp slap in the face, although he knew that with Mei'er's skills, his son was absolutely no match for her.

  But thinking that he had given birth to such an unfilial son, he was still very angry.