Zhi Ning remained silent, her head lowered.
Zhi Wei said, "Use your instincts, your true feelings, to think—is Suo Lun trustworthy?"
Is Suo Lun trustworthy?
As soon as Zhi Ning closed her eyes, she could instantly find the answer: this man was as cunning as a fox and as venomous as a snake, absolutely untrustworthy.
But he had already become her first man.
That's right, he was the man she loved, no matter what type of love it was, be it masochistic or perverted. After their recent physical intimacy, she fell even more madly in love with this man, adoring every inch of him.
Was she to kill the man she loved? Zhi Ning struggled desperately in her thoughts.
"Zhi Ning, don't deceive yourself," Duke Zhi Wei shouted: "Don't forget, you are to marry Prince Ji Min of the Flame Empire, so Suo Lun must undoubtedly die."
Zhi Ning's delicate body trembled as she snapped out of her reverie.
Indeed, she was to marry Prince Ji Min, and the Flame Empire was an entity not to be offended.
