A breeze blew by, her long hair fluttered, and her elegant figure seemed to be riding the wind back, as beautiful as a fairy.
Jun Mo Shang looked at her clear brows, his heart tightened, and the panic that he couldn't hold her or keep her was growing in his heart. He raised his arms, trying to hold her whole body in his arms.
She seemed to have eyes behind her, and when he touched her, she moved away. Her movements were also as fast as if she was standing there instead of taking a few steps away.
"Why are you hiding from me?" There was a trace of dissatisfaction in his cold blood-stained eyes.
"I am not yours." Her eyes were as cold as ice, "The Shang King respects himself."
"Self-respect?" He snorted a sarcastic snort, "Sooner or later, you will be my king's man, so why do I need ridiculous self-respect? If you are afraid of ruining your reputation, I can accept you as..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that she had walked dozens of steps away, making it clear that she didn't want to hear more from him.
He didn't catch up.
She heard a clear and cold male voice coming from behind, "Jingyun, this king is waiting for you."
Although the voice was as cold as ice, it seemed to contain a hint of affection.
The tone is ambiguous.
She knew that he was standing outside Huayang Palace, waiting for her. The word waiting now may also include... he was waiting for her acceptance.
She paused slightly, "Prince Shang has profound experience and a thorough mind. You should know..."
His face looked like a glacier covering the end of December, and the ice was so hard that it seemed to have cracked into several pieces due to his anger.
"There is no possibility between me and you!" Her words floated in the air, her voice was clear and waveless, and sounded better than the sound of nature.
But there was no emotion that a person should have, and he refused resolutely.
It suddenly felt like the torrent between him and her was separated by tens of thousands of years, blocking the endless snow peaks and glaciers, except for the distant barrier.
Nothing is left.
He has paid off all kinds of poisons in the medical system and has never been sensitive to pain. Even people like him are not afraid of pain at all.
At this moment, he felt that the cold and hard heart in his body seemed to be sinking heavily, sinking into the boundless hell.
The heart that fell into the dark hell seemed to have a sense of pain.
He likes this pain.
Because it made him feel that he still had consciousness and that he was still alive, not a numb walking corpse.
The palace servant who was a little further away shivered in fear from the evil cold air emanating from his body.
Dozens of palace maids and eunuchs died a few nights ago. All the palace servants who used to serve in Huayang Palace died, except for the eunuch Pinggui who luckily escaped death.
They are the newly sent palace servants.
I heard that the palace servants who died earlier were executed because they offended King Shang. Secretly, some people were saying that it was King Shang who sucked blood. Because he was not a human, but the reincarnation of an evil spirit who specialized in sucking human blood and eating human flesh!
Originally, when they were sent to Huayang Palace, they couldn't believe that there could be such a terrifying person in the world. When they saw the King of Shang, they felt that he was more cruel and cruel than the rumors. Even the evil ghosts were afraid that he was not that scary.
The evil ghost's eyes may not be evil blood red. He is a more terrifying devil than a ghost.
Evil!
Ever since King Shang was renamed, someone has spread the news that King Shang is a lone evil star in the sky. Anyone who comes close to him will be stained with the evil spirit. At the least, everything will go wrong, and at worst, it will be a catastrophic disaster, and he will die miserably.
He said it would also affect his family.
When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and King Qi moved into Huayang Palace earlier that day, they were all envious of the people who worked here for being able to imbibe the nobility of the two masters. A breeze blew by, and her long hair was fluttering, and her elegant figure seemed to want to take advantage of it.
When the wind returns, it is as beautiful as a fairy or an illusion.
Jun Mo Shang looked at her clear brows, his heart tightened, and the panic that he couldn't hold her or keep her was growing in his heart. He raised his arms, trying to hold her whole body in his arms.
She seemed to have eyes behind her, and when he touched her, she moved away. Her movements were also as fast as if she was standing there instead of taking a few steps away.
"Why are you hiding from me?" There was a trace of dissatisfaction in his cold blood-stained eyes.
"I am not yours." Her eyes were as cold as ice, "The Shang King respects himself."
"Self-respect?" He snorted a sarcastic snort, "Sooner or later, you will be my king's man, so why do I need ridiculous self-respect? If you are afraid of ruining your reputation, I can accept you as..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that she had walked dozens of steps away, making it clear that she didn't want to hear more from him.
He didn't catch up.
She heard a clear and cold male voice coming from behind, "Jingyun, this king is waiting for you."
Although the voice was as cold as ice, it seemed to contain a hint of affection.
The tone is ambiguous.
She knew that he was standing outside Huayang Palace, waiting for her. The word waiting now may also include... he was waiting for her acceptance.
She paused slightly, "Prince Shang has profound experience and a thorough mind. You should know..."
His face looked like a glacier covering the end of December, and the ice was so hard that it seemed to have cracked into several pieces due to his anger.
"There is no possibility between me and you!" Her words floated in the air, her voice was clear and waveless, and sounded better than the sound of nature.
But there was no emotion that a person should have, and he refused resolutely.
It suddenly felt like the torrent between him and her was separated by tens of thousands of years, blocking the endless snow peaks and glaciers, except for the distant barrier.
Nothing is left.
He has paid off all kinds of poisons in the medical system and has never been sensitive to pain. Even people like him are not afraid of pain at all.
At this moment, he felt that the cold and hard heart in his body seemed to be sinking heavily, sinking into the boundless hell.
The heart that fell into the dark hell seemed to have a sense of pain.
He likes this pain.
Because it made him feel that he still had consciousness and that he was still alive, not a numb walking corpse.
The palace servant who was a little further away shivered in fear from the evil cold air emanating from his body.
Dozens of palace maids and eunuchs died a few nights ago. All the palace servants who used to serve in Huayang Palace died, except for the eunuch Pinggui who luckily escaped death.
They are the newly sent palace servants.
I heard that the palace servants who died earlier were executed because they offended King Shang. Secretly, some people were saying that it was King Shang who sucked blood. Because he was not a human, but the reincarnation of an evil spirit who specialized in sucking human blood and eating human flesh!
Originally, when they were sent to Huayang Palace, they couldn't believe that there could be such a terrifying person in the world. When they saw the King of Shang, they felt that he was more cruel and cruel than the rumors. Even the evil ghosts were afraid that he was not that scary.
The evil ghost's eyes may not be evil blood red. He is a more terrifying devil than a ghost.
Evil!
Ever since King Shang was renamed, someone has spread the news that King Shang is a lone evil star in the sky. Anyone who comes close to him will be stained with the evil spirit. At the least, everything will go wrong, and at worst, it will be a catastrophic disaster, and he will die miserably.
He said it would also affect his family.
When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and King Qi moved into Huayang Palace earlier that day, they were all envious of the people who worked here for being able to have the nobility of the two masters.
