No matter how painful it is, I just can't die.

He may not know what pain is at all, he is just a cold weapon, living for other things.

"Then why don't you kill him directly?" Dongfang Liyuan's eyes were gleaming, and he looked at Le Sang thoughtfully.

With this woman's cold-blooded character, there should be no future troubles.

"If it were you, in that situation, would you kill him?" Le Sang asked without answering.

Dongfang Liyuan froze suddenly, but for a moment, he smiled evilly: "How could I miss such a good opportunity?"

Having said that, if it really comes to that situation, he might not bother to do anything to the weak.

To truly defeat someone depends on strength, not luck.

Hearing this, Le Sang raised the corner of his mouth coldly: "The reason why I don't kill him is because I admire him."

Because the aura exuding around him was very similar to her in the past, which was both pitiful and pathetic.

They are born from the same root, so there is no need to rush into mutual conflict.

She spared his life for the time being, even if it caused trouble later, she would not regret it.

If that day comes, she will use her true strength to kill him.

"Appreciate him?" Dongfang Liyuan frowned after hearing these three words, a little displeased: "As my princess, does it feel right to say you appreciate other men in front of me?"

And that man is still his opponent.

"Why, you no longer have the right to tell the truth?" Le Sang's words contained a bit of ridicule.

"Since the princess likes to hear the truth, I will tell you now what I think in my heart. You are not allowed to admire him, because I am not allowed to." Dongfang Liyuan looked straight into her dark pupils,

Written full of seriousness.

"ridiculous."

Le Sang just dropped two words coldly, turned around and walked towards the house.

No matter if he is accurate or not, she, Le Sang, wants to admire someone, and His Highness, Prince Ning, has no control at all.

They are now using each other, and sooner or later they will either die or go their separate ways. No one has the right to ask anyone about these things.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous that you appreciate a man who is planning to kill you?" Dongfang Liyuan left without understanding, but shamelessly followed Le Sang with a lazy voice.

"This is not a contradiction."

Throw it down without any warmth, and Le Sang tried to close the door with a backhand.

"But I feel very contradictory."

Dongfang Liyuan quickly pressed against the crack of the door, his slender body stretched into an proud arc, and his rogue posture actually looked a bit graceful.

"Get out." Le Sang's face was covered with a thin layer of ice.

"This is my king's residence. There seems to be no need to go out."

"Want to fight?" Le Sang was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

"That's all, I still have something to tell you. Let me go in and sit for a while." Dongfang Liyuan did not dare to continue joking with her.

This woman is definitely not someone to be trifled with. She will start a fight the next second.

Hearing that he had something to do, Le Sang stopped pushing the door, put his hand down, walked into the room and sat down on the sandalwood stool: "Say."

Dongfang Liyuan had a faint smile on his face. When he entered the door, he first glanced at the simple decoration in her room, and then his eyes fell on her dressing table: "Why is the rouge and gouache used by my princess different from that used by ordinary girls?"

What’s the difference?”

Those waxy things were probably all to cover up her original appearance.
Chapter completed!