The spotlight shone in the middle of the dance floor, and the ministers hugged their female companions onto the dance floor.

The king took her hand and stood with her in the middle of the dance floor, she wanted to refuse, but the king's hand was a little harder, and she reached the king's arms.

The music sounded, and the distant melody ......

Wang wrapped one hand around her waist and held her hand with his left, a bit like a waltz, but more elegant and graceful than a waltz.

She didn't know anything about the moves, and she kept her head down and focused on the steps. No matter how much you say, you must not step on the king's feet, and the king took her body into his arms, and said, "Don't be distracted while dancing." ”

All right! She raised her head helplessly, and her dance steps became cautious, moving in small steps, for fear of accidentally stepping on the king's feet.

She carefully avoided the king's footsteps, and at the end of the song, in order not to step on the king's foot, she stepped on herself.

At the end of the song, another song was changed. Wang hugged her waist, and suddenly her arm loosened, she screamed in fright, and quickly closed her eyes, but the pain did not spread for a long time. The arm was pulled by the king, and he almost fell to the ground.

Suddenly, her other arm was lifted and she stood up. She turned her head with her beating heart, sluggish.

is still dressed in a silver and white dress, and it is the general of the night sacrifice who supports her......

Wang looked coldly at the night sacrifice still holding her hand, and the night sacrifice also noticed it, but he didn't let go for a long time.

The ministers on the dance floor felt the subtle change in the atmosphere, and they all stopped dancing, stopped, and looked at the center of the dance floor.

Wang frowned, "Let go." ”

The Night Sacrifice General didn't let go, and the arm that was holding her tightened more and more, so tight that it hurt a little.

The king took her hand so hard that she felt like her hand was going to be crushed.

After a stalemate like this for half a minute, the Night Sacrifice General let go without hesitation, and only whispered to her, "Be careful next time." ”

The king's arm pulled, and she spun back into the king's arms.

The king hugged her tightly and looked at the Night Sacrifice General fiercely, "Night Sacrifice, you are too presumptuous. ”

As if he had not heard the king's words, he knelt on one knee, folded his shoulder, and bowed respectfully to the king, saying, "My king, the ministers are a little lacking, and allow the ministers to retire first." ”

The king did not call the Night Sacrifice General to get up, but just looked at the Night Sacrifice General viciously. This kind of look made her a little frightened, and she was also worried that the king would do something bad to the night sacrifice general, so, regardless of the pain in her wrist, she pulled the king's sleeve and said, "Wang, I am a little dizzy and want to rest for a while." ”

The king looked at her for half a second, then pulled her and walked behind the screen in the hall.

Behind the hall screen is a corridor.

Lan Ling also followed behind Wang. It wasn't until in front of the king's palace that the king stopped, and Lan Ling stepped forward to open the door for the king.

The king walked in with her, Lan Ling knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "My king Sheng'an." Then he got up and closed the door to the palace. Walk down the hall.

In the palace, the king's arm on her waist was released, and she walked straight to the soft collapse, turned gracefully, and sat down.

The king looked at her, leaving her at a loss.

She didn't know what Lu Dao was afraid of, as if she had done something wrong, but she didn't do anything. Dancing so well, how did it become like this!

She bowed her head and wrung her fingers.

"Are you weak in heart?" The king said this suddenly.

"Nope." Almost as soon as the king finished saying that, she said aloud. Because of her loud voice and eagerness to answer, it felt like she was hiding something. Even she herself felt that this sentence was a bit unconfident.

The king stopped talking, and with a twist of his wrist, he took a glass of red wine in his hand.

The king tasted it carefully, and little by little added the wine to his belly.

"Do you know what it tasted like when I tasted wine before?" The king asked her, but she didn't know what to say, and looked at the king in a daze.

"It's bitter sometimes, and it's tasteless at times." Wang smiled bitterly.

She froze where she was. She had never seen such a king. Whether it was evil or angry, but only this time did the king make her feel distressed.

King......

"You rest first." Wang said.

With the king's mind, how could she guess that she didn't want to see the king hurt the night sacrifice general before saying that she was tired, but even so, the king still relied on her. There is such a king who hurts herself so much, she suddenly wants to be by the side of the king forever, and even she feels that it is not impossible to revolve around one person for the rest of her life.

She shook her head, shaking off the strange thoughts.

She walked to the bed, took off her boots, and lay down on the bed, covering her head with the quilt.

There was a sense of guilt in her heart, she was still thinking about how to escape when the king was protecting her with herself, and when the king was angry with her, she was thinking about relieving others.

Is it right or wrong to do so?

WangIf she no longer thinks about escaping, then can she snuggle in Wang's arms like this for the rest of her life?

Can you give yourself a chance, can you give the king a chance?

She didn't want anything, she just wanted Wang, and this time, she wanted to do it according to her own ideas.

She chuckled under the covers, feeling a lot lighter in her heart.

Yes, in this life, only for the king.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Wang Ban lay on the soft collapse, looking at the figure buried in the quilt, sipping the wine, and staring for a long time.

"King, the feast is about to begin, do you want to go to the hall?" The door was opened, dressed in a blue dress, and it was Lan Ling who opened the door, and he stood in front of the door and said respectfully to the king.

The king put down the glass he was playing with, got up, and said, "Get out of the way." ”

Lan Ling heard this, "Yes." ”

He bowed to the king, closed the door, and waited outside the palace.

The king went to the bed and said to her, "Get up." ”

She didn't move as she slept on the bed, and Wang bent down, his fingers just touching her arm. She slammed to her feet, a silver glint flashing in her eyes, and sharp fangs could be faintly seen at the corners of her mouth. The fingers curled into claws and struck at the king's neck, and the king tilted his head slightly, and her fingers fell into the air, and the king grabbed her arm, and she seemed to be suddenly awakened, and stopped all movements.

What did she just do? Why is she not impressed at all? What a strange feeling.

When the king saw her stop, he let go of his hand. She held her head in her hands and crouched on the edge of the bed, dull for a while, sometimes shaking her head, as if she was not awake.

"The feast is about to begin, let's go." When the king had finished speaking, he went round the bed and walked to the door.

She shook her head, put on her boots in a trance, and kept up with the king.

The door was opened by Lan Ling, Lan Ling knelt on one knee, touched his right shoulder with his left hand, and bowed his head, "My king." ”

The king took her hand, bypassed Lan Ling, and walked to the hall.

Lan Ling got up and followed behind Wang.

In the hall, the ministers sat in their positions according to their status.

The king took her by the hand and sat down in the high hall, and pulled her into his lap.

In the hall, the music was far away, and the ministers were breathing cautiously, quietly......