Fill...
Fill all...
Samus was captured by a crazy desire and used his talent of "regeneration" to make a comeback again and again.
Falling, climbing.
He led her to walk within all boundaries of violation, helped her heal all wounds, and clear all discomfort and intolerance.
But deliberately left an ambiguous red mark.
He liked that she bore his mark.
That meant that he truly owned her, and that there was an intimacy between them that was unmatched by anyone else.
They stayed together for several days.
At the moment Shen Zhiyi fainted again, Samuel hugged her and kissed her eyes.
Looking at her extremely tired face, countless complicated emotions surged in my heart.
Resentment, hatred, love, pity, jealousy, possession...
All merged into madness, stirring in his heart.
He thought of what she said, that the engagement with Leo was fake, and his heart moved slightly.
"Princess, don't lie to me anymore..." He brushed aside her sweaty hair and placed a kiss on her thin eyelids. "As long as you're willing to stay by my side, as long as you say you love me, I'm willing to do anything for you..."
"Don't even think about leaving."
She liked authority, so he offered it to her.
As long as he was the one who stayed by her side in the end, as long as he was the only one in her eyes, he would give everything for it...
Shen Zhiyi grumbled and turned over, wrapped her arms around his waist, and subconsciously buried her head in his chest, complaining: "Samus, this stone slab is so hard, it hurts me...be gentle..."
Samuel was shocked.
He looked at the arms around his waist, and her appearance of trust and dependence in her sleep, and his heart felt like it was soaked in a honey pot, melting sweetly...
He turned over, held her in his arms, used his body as a cushion for her, and let her sleep comfortably.
As he stroked her hair, he looked up at the cave.
He had laid out the softest animal skins, but the cave was still simple and had a very primitive feel.
She is a princess, and grew up pampered.
Naturally, I like gorgeous decorations and luxurious soft bedding... I have servants to serve me and money to squander.
Everything here is indeed not worthy of her.
Samuel frowned in thought, a faint light flashing in his narrow eyes.
…
Royal palace.
Shen Xiya held a knife and chopped around frantically.
"Kill them all!"
"You all want to harm me...you all want to harm me!"
Catalina came over and angrily said to the maid, "Why is she still like this? I told you to send someone to check on her, but where did you go?!"
The maid curled her lips and said, "Queen, few of those nobles and royal family members are willing to listen to us anymore."
"Especially now that they know you've been stealing orc energy, they're already clamoring to attack the royal family."
If it weren't for the queen's guards, they might have died by now.
She is the only one who is willing to stay in the royal family and serve the queen.
"Waste...waste!" Catalina was furious and slapped the maid. "Do you think I have the right to comment on my work?!"
"A bunch of ignorant fellows!"
The maid covered her face and knelt there crying.
She regretted not going with the others...
When Shen Xiya saw the jeweled crown on Catalina’s head, her eyes suddenly flashed with resentment.
"You vicious woman... you stole my things... are you worthy?!"
"The treasure is mine, and the throne is mine too!"
She rushed forward with a frantic look and began to pull at Catalina's crown.
"Ah--!!!" Catalina screamed, pushed her hand away, and tore her hair fiercely, "You lunatic! Let me go!"
They wrestled with each other.
The knife in Shen Xiya’s hand accidentally scratched Catalina’s arm.
She screamed in pain, shocked and angry, and directly grabbed Shen Xiya's neck!
"Wake up!"
"What are you still standing there for?!" Catalina turned to the maid and said, "Go call the guards! Tie up the second princess!"
"Yes, yes!" The maid stumbled away.
Shen Xiya’s eyes rolled back as she was pinched.
She was having trouble breathing and was struggling with her arms and legs.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the throne high up, where Samus was sitting leisurely.
He was wearing a jet-black suit, his face was pale and gloomy, but his facial features were strong and eye-catching.
His broad body was leaning lazily on the throne, his chin supported by one hand, and he looked at them as if he was appreciating a crude farce.
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