The moment the dagger was pulled out from the chest, it was very painful.
Yelyu Lie had been on the battlefield since he was nine, with countless knife scars on his body, but never had he been so close to death.
He was crazy, utterly insane!
The spot where the dagger pierced into his chest was just barely off from the heart.
Just a little bit...
He wanted to know if he were really dead, would his little wife, his little darling, the Little Princess he cherished, have even the slightest bit of sorrow for him...
Even a bit would suffice, and his sacrifices wouldn't seem so laughable.
Perhaps there might be a glimmer of hope for his future.
After learning the truth that she didn't want to be his wife, he even thought of just killing her!
After all, she was just a woman; no matter how charming her appearance, it wasn't like he couldn't find another woman in this world?
But when confronting her, he suddenly realized...
There would be none.
