Lan Ziye was the first to walk to the door, raised his hand and knocked lightly, then said with a respectful tone: "Wang, I am Lan Ziye, we brought her here."
In the next few seconds, no response was heard in the room. In addition, the castle was originally dark and too quiet, which made Xuan Shiran's heart beat wildly. What happened to the perverted king?
Not dead?
"Squeak" the door finally opened, and the faint white light bursting out from the room made Xuan Shiran and the others clearly see the person who opened the door in front of them. He was not a white-haired man, but an extremely beautiful man with long black hair.
Xuan She was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes widened. She knew who this person was, wasn't he the one? Seeing it from the front, although his figure was not as tall as other boys, he was very slender and slender.
, the shawl of black hair complements each other like silk, and his facial features are very delicate, but there is a slight sense of softness, especially those eyes that sparkle like black agate, enchanting and a bit beautiful, but he is not
There was concern in Shi's eyes that she could see
"How is the king?" Lan Ziye looked at the man in front of him and asked with a cold attitude.
Xuan Shiran seemed to have heard the meaning. Why did Lan Ziye talk to this person with such an attitude? After all, he was also Wang's male favorite.
"Wang" the man spoke. He didn't care about Lan Ziye's attitude. His pleasant voice was a little low and sad for everyone to hear, "Wang was in so much pain last night that he couldn't sleep all night. This morning his face..."
The man choked up and became silent. His eyes gradually turned red. He was really worried and heartbroken about Wang's current condition.
Tsk tsk, Xuan Shiran heartlessly ignored the life and death of others and secretly sighed a few times. She is indeed a male favorite. Her beautiful face is as charming as dripping water. If she were a boy, she would definitely like this too.