The black figure stood up quickly, walked in front of her, reached out to grab her wrist, and uttered a few low but subtle sounds that touched the heart.
"Lin Bingqian!" Her body trembled slightly, it had been a long time since she heard this voice.
This voice has been lingering in the depths of her soul. She wanted to remember it, but she didn't dare.
Noticing her stiffness, he smiled slightly and said, "What? You don't want to see me?"
"Or have you forgotten me?"
Hearing the teasing in his voice, he raised his head and looked into the darkness. The golden mask on his face flashed a strange color in the darkness.
A pair of evil and enchanting eyes with sarcasm and coldness in them.
She was startled, and fear arose from the bottom of her heart. She forced a smile and said, "Master, how could I forget you?"
"It's just that since you haven't come to me for so long, I thought the master didn't need me anymore!"
Seeing the forced smile on her face, he sneered: "Xijian Yunchen is treating you well now, of course you have forgotten me!"
After saying that, he let go of the hand holding her wrist, crossed his arms across his chest again, and looked at her lightly.
"Master," Lin Bingqian immediately put on a flattering look and said, "I wonder why you came to see me today?"
A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but he said lightly: "If I give you a chance to enjoy glory and wealth for the rest of your life, and your son can become the emperor, would you be willing?"