Xuanyuan Luo placed her on the bed and ordered the palace servants to take good care of her. Then, he left in a hurry, fleeing. He did not dare to stay there, let alone to look at her.
He was domineering, he was malicious. He knew that he had been called a devil a few years ago, but he didn't care. Devil? Very good! At least he didn't dare to covet his throne. At least no one else could destroy his territory and hurt his people. But at this moment, he was afraid. He was afraid that she would cry out with hatred in her eyes, "You're the devil!" , "It's wrong, it's wrong." This was not the result he wanted. He just wanted her to return to his side, not to hate or be afraid of him. He also thought that even if she hated him, he would keep her by his side. But at this moment, he was so fluste
