The Tyrant King's Favor, Where Can My Beloved Concubine Escape?

In the dark night sky, the bright stars and moon shadows stain the earth. She pointed her sword at a woman and sneered at him, "You hurt my fiancé, how about I kill your beloved wife?" He stood leaning against him, with an outstanding posture, and slightly hooked his lips: "I'm afraid you won't be able to let go." There was a muffled groan, blood stained the white clothes, and the woman fell down. She held the bloody sword in her hand, waiting for him to fight back. I saw him folding his arms and sneering, it was none of his business. When she was stunned, she was held in his arms. "You killed my wife, you have to pay me back." A lazy and feminine voice came from above. She smiled coldly, "I'm so lovable, let me do whatever you want!" He smiled charmingly in return, "Miss, would you please pet me?"