In the palace hall, Murong Lie dismissed all the servants in the hall. Soon, only Xuan He and Murong Lie were left.
Murong Lie's breath filled with the smell of gunpowder reverberated in the empty hall, and Xuan He, who felt guilty, felt frightened when he heard it.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Her teeth were trembling, and she only managed to utter two words, but she no longer knew what to say.
"You still have the nerve to call me?" Murong Lie suddenly turned his head and stared at her with a vicious look: "You were in Xue'er's room just now, what did you want to say?"
"No, I didn't want to say anything..." Xuanhe lost all confidence when he glared at him like that, and shrank back, her shoulders trembling.
What a terrifying man. At this time, the Nanman King was like a lion ready to get angry, as if he would pounce on her at any time and bite her.
"You still don't admit it? You clearly wanted to tell what happened that night just now!" He yelled, and the tiles on the entire roof seemed to be shaking.
This damn woman, if he hadn't happened to bump into that scene just now and dragged her out in time, if he really wanted her to say it, how should he explain it to Xue'er?
He would come quietly outside Xue'er's room almost every day, take a look at her, and then leave quietly. He just finished his work today and passed by nearby, so he came to see Xue'er again. Unexpectedly, he bumped into her...
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"I...I...I'm sorry..." She originally wanted to quibble, but for some reason, she couldn't say anything when she was face to face with him. He gave her a fatal sense of oppression that prevented her from telling lies.
I can only admit it directly
"You damn woman! What is your purpose!" Murong Lie was so angry that he pinched her wrist with such force that the bones were rattling.
"It hurts... Your Majesty, please spare my life... slave... I just can't bear to hide it from the young lady. I only want to speak out to get the lady's forgiveness. This way... I will feel better... Please spare your life, Your Majesty..."