Finally arriving at the castle where she couldn't restrain her body from trembling. Although she was scared, Xuan Shiran still gritted her teeth and held on. How could she destroy her image when she had just agreed so coolly? As I said before, just die.
Following the three of them, Xuan Shiran discovered that they were leading to the road that almost cost her life, that white-haired man's room, and that damn gay man's room.
Suddenly she seemed to think of something important, her back stiffened, and she suddenly realized that the white-haired gay was the king of the Western Continent, Ayres III.
No wonder she said that she was the only one who could save the king. It turned out that she was a comrade who had been in contact with her. They were enemies on a narrow road. She, Xuan Shiran, had been so unlucky that she offended the king and almost died in his hands. Not only was this person stupid,
She is still gay, although she has read in history books that there was indeed a king who was only greedy for male lust.
Love does not distinguish between age and gender. She can accept it and does not discriminate against those gays. But for the guy who almost killed her, no, the pervert king, it will not work. She will definitely not be able to help but look at her with contempt.
If she can still survive from his hands, the hope is slim.
When she thought that it was really that person, her feet became weak and she was indeed pushed to the forefront of the limelight.
Please tell me, is it too late for her to regret now?
"Don't be afraid, I said I will guarantee your life safety." Shui Lijin stopped and walked in front of Xuan Shiran. Looking at her obviously frightened look, he said in a cool and calm voice.
"Yes."
And she knew she couldn't escape because they were already outside the gorgeous door.