Entering the Palace Carefully, Your Majesty Forces Love

"As long as you don't kill me, I will never give up marrying you." The cold dagger pressed against Murong Jing's heart, Ling Yue was on guard, just waiting to finish the task. She entered the palace as a maid and lurked in the palace. She had only one purpose - to kill this tyrant, avenge her father, and repay the Lord for his upbringing. But Murong Jing, the most powerful person in the world, instead of being angry and punishing her, held her hand holding the blade, his eyes full of affection. Ling Yue's eyebrows were sharp and her tone was cold: "From the beginning to the end, I have only one purpose, and that is to kill you." Murong Jing tightened her fingertips and held her hand tightly, refusing to let go. A paranoid smile appeared on her lips: "Really? Then I must live well. After all, if I don't die, I can see you one more day." "Murong Jing, you are really a lunatic!" Ling Yue used force on her wrist and brought the blade closer to her. "If liking you is considered a lunatic... Then I am a lunatic." Officials from both the government and the public were frightened and advised him to put Ling Yue to death immediately to avoid future troubles. But he turned a deaf ear and still doted on her. Carrying a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, Ling Yue fought every step of the way. She wanted to take action several times, but she always hesitated because of his unreserved preference. The two people facing each other at the tip of a knife became entangled in a fateful love that they couldn't help but in the intrigues of the palace.