There was still one day before the end of the election. Even if Li Junao appeared now, there was nothing he could do. Not to mention that he was still locked up by Long Beiqing.
Long Beiqing stood in front of the window of the Moonlight Castle and looked outside. He had been thinking about that day for the past two days. Every time he thought about it, his body would actually heat up.
He had never felt this kind of feeling, even when he was with a woman.
“Prepare the carriage,”long Beiqing ordered shadow behind him.
Shadow immediately went to do it.
When Long Beiqing arrived at the place where Li Junao was imprisoned, he was still locked up in the same position as last time.
Li Junao saw him and only gave him a disdainful look. Then, he turned his head and stopped looking at him.
Long beiqing frowned and said, “Li Junao, the election is over tomorrow. You’ve lost again.”