In the main black hall, on a tall and wide golden seat, a slender and lonely figure remains.

Wang lazily leaned back on the golden seat, his long black hair shawl, and the water drops of his hair wet Wang's black gorgeous clothes and dripped onto the golden seat.

The long eyes were closed, and the golden eyes could not be seen.

With a twist of Wang's wrist, a glass of red wine was pinched in his hand, and he sipped it slightly, and the bright red liquid stained Wang's slightly white lips.

How dare she combine with someone else? Who gave her guts?

He was angry, mixed with some emotions that he didn't understand, what was it? This emotion was so painful that he couldn't help but destroy.

The king's hand holding the wine glass was slightly forced, and the wine glass became fragmented in the king's hand with a 'bang'. The splinters splintered into the king's hands, red blood and wine dripping onto his black robes.

When Zhilu told her that she was united with someone else, he almost went crazy. Who? Who is that person? There was someone else besides him.

How could he allow it?

When he asked the man if it was the Night Sacrifice, she was silent. Her silence means that she has acquiesced, right?

She actually had a night sacrifice, he didn't allow it, she could only be her alone, it could only be.

The Night Sacrifice must die, and she can only be his toy alone?

When she fell to the ground and cried out not to leave, he actually felt the urge to help her up, and he stopped walking. His reaction made him even more annoyed. No, he is the supreme king, no one has ever been able to control his emotions so easily, how can she control him, no.

He shouldn't care about anyone, everyone in the entire continent can't control his emotions, including her, anyone, the same.

He did not return to the dormitory, but sat down in the main hall.

He sipped the wine, and her face kept coming to his mind. Facing the empty hall, an emotion welled up in my heart.

Even if a person was in the main hall, he had never felt this way.

People in the world call this feeling loneliness.

He wanted to see her, he wanted to see her, it felt so strong, he pressed the urge in his heart not to see her, not to see her, not to go......

When the morning dawned, the ministers came to the palace and saw the king sitting on a golden throne, and they were all stunned.

As at the beginning, he looked down at the courtiers kneeling down below, and his heart had long lost the interest and playfulness he had before.

The courtiers were gone, but he was still sitting on the golden seat.

In the morning, when Cai'er came over, she said that she had sat on the soft couch until now, without eating or drinking.

He almost couldn't resist the urge in his heart to see her.

He was a little anxious, but he still said coldly, "Leave her alone." ”

Is she using herself to force him? Don't bother with her, don't go to see her, she's hungry, she will eat herself, don't bother with her......

In the afternoon, Cai'er came over and said that she still wouldn't eat anything.

He still couldn't hold back the thought of meeting her, and he clenched his fists in frustration.

When she met her, maybe she had already made a mistake, told him the man's name, and told him to kill him!

Yes, as long as the name of that person is said, it is not impossible for him to forgive her.

The king stood up, and the afterglow fell on the king, reflecting a slender shadow on the jeweled floor.

Cai'er followed behind the king and walked out of the main hall with the king.

In the dormitory, dressed in black dress, she still sits on the soft couch, sitting like this. The bitter taste rises in my heart.

After a while, Cai'er came over, and she said in surprise, "Why are you sitting here?" You should lie down in bed and get ...... your body."

When Cai'er said this, she choked up and didn't say any more.

She thought, she knew what this was for, presumably last night, Cai'er heard her crying outside the bathroom, heard her begging the king, and saw the king leave mercilessly.

She smiled bitterly and asked, "Cai'er, do you know where the King of the Dao is?" ”

Cai'er looked at her in embarrassment.

She said, "Is the king one of his concubines?" ”

When Cai'er heard this, she hurriedly shook her head.

She pressed and asked, "Is it because the king won't let you say it?" ”

Cai'er shook her head, then slowly lowered her head and looked at her toes, "No, Cai'er doesn't know where King Lu Dao is, but in the morning, I heard the guards say that the king came out of the bathroom last night and went directly to the main hall, and now it is the time of the early dynasty, and the king should still be in the main hall." ”

"Cai'er, I want to see Wang ......," she said, in an almost pleading tone.

Cai'er said with concern, "It's better not to go." ”

She was stunned as she walked forward. Yes, the king must not want to see her now.

Stepped back and sat on the soft couch.

Cai'er said, "Would you like something to eat?" ”

She said, 'No. "I'm hungry, but I still don't want to eat anything, what's going on?

And so she sat and waited, and waited for the king to return.

In the afternoon, Cai'er pushed a small cart of food in front of her, and said to her in an almost pleading tone, "You can eat as much as you want, you haven't eaten for a day, what if you don't eat again, your body is hungry?" ”

She listened to Cai'er's tone and picked up the knife and fork. I just stuffed a small piece of lean meat, and after a while, it was all spit out. Only pantothenic acid water in the stomach.

She pushed the cart to the side and collapsed, saying, "I can't eat." ”

Cai'er's tears rolled in her eyes, and she said, "Eat some, you are hungry, and the king will be sad." ”

Saddened? Will the king feel sorry for her? No, the king must have wanted her to die.

She sat on the soft couch in a daze, and Cai'er stood next to her for a long time, but she didn't see any movement, so she just pushed the cart out.

The door was pushed open, and she lowered her head, thinking it was Cai'er.

Familiar footsteps, familiar breath, familiar sense of oppression.

It's the king......

She jerked her head up. The king, still dressed in black, stood in front of her, with Cai'er following behind.

She stood up excitedly, "Wang ......"

Her gaze touched the king's face. This is the person she misses, but now the king looks at her expressionlessly.

Her joy faded, and she bowed her head and said to the king, "My king." ”

The king said coldly, in the tone of a standard king's command, to Cai'er, "Go out." ”

Cai'er knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "Yes, my king." Cai'er stepped back and closed the door.

The king stepped forward, took her arm, and asked her, "To whom did you give it?" ”

She smiled wryly, "Did you come back for this question?" ”

It turned out that everything was because she thought about it too much, the king never loved her, and the king asked this question just for his dignity, the dignified king, the concubine was not perfect, and the news of this matter must have damaged the majesty of the king, hehe......

Wang chuckled, "Why else do you think I'm here for?" ”

"King, if I say, I have only given it to you. If I say, I don't know about it. When I say that, will you believe it? She seemed to grasp a life-saving straw and asked the king.

The golden afterglow hit the king's face, and the king chuckled and opened his lips......