He was the sixth prince of Xuanwu Kingdom, and she was the princess executed by him.
"Narcissus... You are still alive!" No emotion could be heard in his low voice.
But her bright eyes flashed with something strange, "Yes, I am still alive! Why, you want to kill me a second time?" Her slender white fingers played with the green jade flute, squinting at the woman in his arms, slightly hooking her lips, raising her hand, and the sound of the flute poured out, like a howling cold wind, like a sharp sword, full of murderous aura. When the flute fell, the woman in Feng Meixi's arms had already died!
The blood that kept pouring out of the woman's seven orifices dyed the silver-white hair scattered on his shoulders red.
He looked at her bloodthirsty eyes in astonishment, but she covered her lips and smiled softly, "Please accept my greeting gift..."
She sneered and turned around, but she didn't see the pain buried in his deep eyes. She only knew that living was more painful than death. He owed her more than just a life...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
