She was silent, not because she had nothing to say, but because she was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"For you." He pulled her over and took out a large bouquet of flowers from behind.
It was an unnamed wild flower that was blooming brightly. He broke off several stems and tied them into a large handful with a thin vine.
The fragrance of flowers is astonishing, and as the sea breeze blows, the fragrance is subtle.
She stared at him, her purple brocade robe was torn in many places, her hair was messy and disheveled, her eyebrows were clear and there was a bit of vitality between them.
He seems to be the kind of sunny boy next door, without any scheming and very simple.
The gorgeous jade crown on his head had disappeared at sea long before he landed. Even so, his natural royal nobility gave him an aura of respect that should not be underestimated.
"Yun'er... accepting this prince's flowers means that you are no longer angry." He grinned, his smile was serious and looked very harmless, "This prince walked a long way and searched for a long time.
Although the flowers I found are not very beautiful, they are my prince’s thoughts.”
"I've never been angry with you." She said indifferently.
His eyes lit up, "So, you really don't blame me anymore?"
"What do you mean?"
His long eyelashes were slightly drooped, like a child who had done something wrong, and his voice was muffled, "When you encountered a giant shark in the sea, I didn't mean not to save you..."
"Of course you didn't mean it, it was intentional."
"Yun'er, you said you're not angry, but you are obviously angry..."
"I'm really not angry." She asked quietly, "What do you think I'm angry about?"
"Any woman would be very angry." He slapped her face hard.
"Pah!" A loud slap in the face.
A distinct five-finger mark appeared on his handsome right cheek. The blow was so severe that his face began to swell, and a stream of blood trickled down from the corner of his lip.
This was not the first time that he had slapped himself in front of her. She raised her eyebrows and said, "It's unnecessary."
"No." His eyes, which were as dark and bright as black gemstones, were full of guilt, "I really did something wrong. If I could go back in time, I would definitely do it as if I was lonely and sad."
save you……"
"You won't." She shook her head, "You are always so thoughtful." Back then, he vowed that he would do anything for her. It didn't matter if she wanted his life, but if she really threw a knife at him, she wouldn't want his life.
Asked him to commit suicide, he refused very much.
How should I put it, she didn't really want him to castrate himself, she was just trying his best.
He will not.
Even if it hurts a little bit with a knife, with her skills, she will stop it.
He has been plotting against her from the beginning, even if he really has some affection for her. A man who can plot against the woman he likes will definitely protect himself first in a critical moment.
I believe that when his interests are endangered, he will choose to sacrifice her.
"Why not?" He suppressed his smile, "You have to believe that this prince is sincere to you..."
"In that situation, even I thought I was dead. If you came to save me again, it would just be an extra life. You should save yourself first. There is nothing wrong." Her voice was very calm.
He looked at her expressionless face and seemed to really not mind, "You think this prince is right, why do you treat me so coldly?"
