The Empire and the beauty (69)_1

"I'm so angry."

The snow-robed beauty knelt on one knee in front of the bed, her robe falling to the ground. Her slender fingers touched Fu min's face as Wen Xian muttered to himself, "

why did you smile at him, and with such a gentle smile ...

One thought was good, the other thought was evil.

Wen Xian felt as if his brain had been torn into two. His head was throbbing with pain. There were two voices in his head that kept clamoring, so noisy that Wen Xian was about to lose his mind.

A voice was urging him to lock her up so that she could only see him.The other voice was urging him to give up, or she would hate him ...

[ what are you hesitating about? ] You have to know that you're not in her heart at all, and she has never considered your feelings!

no, she'll hate you. You can't do this ...

In the end, the evil demons had the upper hand.