"I only lost to you." What a good line.
In front of the person he loved, Wen Xian lowered his head for the first time. He gave up his pride and threw away the last bit of his self-esteem.
I'm willing to bow down to you.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Wen Xian did think so in his heart.
What blood feud?
What throne?
He didn't want any of them.
..
But from Fu min's point of view ...
This man, her husband in name, was just an assassin who wanted to assassinate her. She couldn't even tell if he was telling the truth or not.
Wen Xian's words.
She did not believe it.
It was common for emperors to be suspicious.
Fu Chen half-squatted in front of Wen Xian and looked at him with a faint smile. tell me, how should I deal with you? "
"At Your Majesty's disposal," Wen Xian replied.
His expression was still calm. Even though he had clearly expressed his feelings, for some unknown reason, he still didn't want to say anything to coax Fu min.
