He is cold and vicious, and likes to wrap himself tightly with killing stabs and blood. He has hated and complained all his life, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal. Suddenly looking back, I realized that everything was wrong.
"Ling, tell me, what did I do wrong?"
"Am I the prince of a defeated country?"
"I killed him."
"Murong Jueai, one day I will make you regret it."
...
He is bloodthirsty, wild, evil, proud, unruly, domineering, passionate and ruthless. He is the king of the largest country in the world. He is aloof and responds to everything he calls. He was a mighty lion, running, killing, biting, and roaring on the vast grassland. There was blood left in his fingers and bloody raw meat in his mouth. That heart hides hatred, but has no love.
"Oh? So it turns out that you are the debauched and debauched dog?"
"Remember, you are the prince of a defeated country and my servant."
"Bet on his life."
"Tonight, you belong only to me."
...
Who took off his mask and gave him support? Who opened his heart and gave him warmth?
Who made his cold eyes no longer cold? Who makes his lonely heart no longer lonely?
He can't let go, he can't escape
Suddenly, so tired
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