"Brother Xiliang! I'm willing to become the bones upon which you build your success, and yet you still won't have me? Won't let me stay by your side?
I don't need you to respond to me; I just want to continue loving you!"
Long Xingkui stepped forward, and as she spoke passionately, her throat choked with emotion, her voice thick and sticky. Her enchanting eyes emitted a dense emotion that seemed to want to pull Long Xiliang into a honey-infused quagmire.
"Love?" The word from Long Xingkui's mouth elicited a mocking sneer from Long Xiliang, "Don't disgust me anymore."
Long Xingkui showed a puzzled expression as if talking to herself, she asked:
"Why can't brother accept me? How am I any less than Lu Xiaoyou? She's the Queen, aren't you afraid of the trouble she might bring?
I heard from mommy that Lu Xiaoyou's mother, the previous Queen, she once to you..."
Long Xingkui's voice caught as Long Xiliang's gaze, sharp as a knife, pressed against her throat.
