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Return Of The Vengeful Heiress

"Have you ever lied to me crown prince?" A woman with soft brown waves spread on the grassy field asked. She was staring at the peaceful moonlit sky, enjoying the calm company of the man beside her. If she turned her head to look into his eyes, she would have noticed a momentary flicker in his eyes. "You think I would?" The slender man, caressed her head gently as his husky voice fell into her ears, filling her face with a gentle smile. She raised her hand to touch his defined jawline. Under the Petalwood both of them exchanged a loving look between each other. --------------------------------- "You hate me." He wasn't asking. He stated facing the woman he just couldn't stop loving. He felt helpless as the icicle turned sharper and sharper before finally piercing through his heart. Yet he was unwilling. Unwilling to hurt her. And at this point he couldn't defend himself without hurting her. Her eyes that had always gazed back at him with nothing but indifference and hatred, made him feel clueless. "They say eyes never lie. They must have never seen yours." She spoke coldly, a mocking smile lacing her lips, as she pushed the icicle further with her ice essence. Author's Note - Cover made by AI

Light_Breeze · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
68 Chs

How Insulting

"Lord, this is an insult to us. The Yans certainly owe you an apology."

Ni Jian could barely suppress her anger, as she bowed down. 

The young woman, slender and tall, hair tied up like that of a man in the military, had a majestic aura surrounding her. Her gentle curved brows were arched in rage.

Jiyanyu gently sipped from the golden bordered jade tea-cup. The emanating smoke masked his expression.

That day, after receiving the change in the decree, he had visited the emperor, only to receive a mere formal apology. 

Fiddling with the photograph of a man gently covering a woman with his robe like a caring husband protecting his little wife, he spoke up, "Say, if I were to break the alliance with the crown prince, would she be impacted too?"

The woman bowed her head silently. Her hand clasping on the hilt of the sword pierced through her palm, blood dripping onto the clean white floor.