Nothing ever came for to rescue,
Chen Li and I were both trapped on the bodies that were not ours,
Me as a destined Queen who was also fated to die,
Him as the head of the bodyguards that was tied to me on a red string.
***
THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time.
"Or else what?" Althea's glistening eyes made him stop. Qing Long closed his lids and clenched his jaw.
"Fang Wang Shu," Qing Long immediately dropped that name like a bomb, and Lei Jie was the only one who had been hit. Althea licked her lips, enraged with how Qing Long didn't even hesitate to say those things that should have kept a secret in the first place.
Lei Jie was taken aback, even caught off guard with the name he heard, astounded on how Wang Qing Long knew Fang Wang Shu.
