Then, he leaned reluctantly on Yan Li's shoulder, murmuring softly:

"My dear princess, you will possess the richest wealth in the world, with inexhaustible gold and silver jewels. Everyone who sees you will fall irrevocably in love with you, but you are destined not to win their true hearts."

"Only a person with the kindest and purest heart can awaken you with their true heart at midnight."

Yan Li froze, and even though her body had regained its freedom, she forgot to push the person in front of her away.

Those words sound so familiar.

No, this is the curse that the princess bears!

"Ah Yan, the rumors are false. Killing me isn't that difficult. If one stab isn't enough, just stab me a few more times."

Wen Ze seemed unconcerned about how shocking his words were to Yan Li; he simply pulled the hand holding the dagger and drew it out again.

"Forgive my selfishness, or you don't have to."

"Ayan, sleep with me. A brave, upright, and kind warrior will give his heart, pass my test, and then awaken you."

"As for those with ulterior motives..."

"Then die."

As Wen Ze finished speaking, Yan Li almost uncontrollably closed her eyes. A moment later, the two, having lost their willpower, became completely still.

In the silent room, the dagger that had been hanging between Que Fu's forehead fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

He lay paralyzed in a pool of blood, and only after a long time did he slowly raise his head.

sincere?

In this worldly realm, their hearts have long been tainted by the desire for money, and even their souls are rotting.

Who can possess a heart that is perfectly kind and pure?

joke.