"No," Chu Qianli rejected him calmly and decisively.
There wasn't the slightest room for negotiation.
"Do you really have to be like this?" He was really about to lose control!
In his sight, Chu Qianli's face also started to blur.
Within his chest, the blood churned even more violently!
Feng Yexuan's voice turned into a hoarse roar, "I have already begged you for forgiveness, humbled myself! I am already atoning for my sins! What more do you want me to do?"
"Do you really want me to atone with my life before you'll be happy?"
"Fine, if you want my life, I'll give it to you!"
Feng Yexuan snatched her hand, and placed it on his own neck.
"Take a knife out from your bracelet, and kill me! I won't fight back! Do it!"
Chu Qianli, however, just watched him quietly, unmoved by his agitation, her face remained expressionless.
Her eyes were calm and waveless.
"Prince Yexuan, have you had enough of your outburst?" she asked coldly.