The original owner was whipped to death by his own god of war, the Prince, for abusing the orphans in the mansion, leaving her with a whip-scarred mess, confined to a cold hospital.
Su Wan twirled the silver needle on her fingertips and smiled.
First, he saved the dying child, and then exposed the conspiracy between the concubine and the prince in public at the palace banquet, shocking the whole capital.
However, the prince who once wished for her death looked at her more and more strangely.
He was the one who delivered the medicine, and he was the one who protected her. Even when she handed her the book and left the book, he blocked her in the corner with dark eyes:
"Want to leave? Unless I die."
Su Wan was helpless: "Your Majesty, we are really not suitable..."
He lowered his head, his hot breath brushing her ears, and his voice was hoarse:
"You saved my life and healed my heart."
"In this life, you have to be responsible to the end."
Reader comments
The heroine is very brave, it makes my liver hurt [crying]
The heroine is very brave, it makes my liver hurt [crying]