Xuanyuan Yonghao's eyes were deep as he looked at her, lips pale but curled up.
"Where are you going?"
Su Yan looked innocent.
"Does Your Highness have any other orders?"
Xuanyuan Yonghao watched her innocent and puzzled expression, squinting his eyes.
Then, with a forceful pull, he embraced her in his arms and rolled onto the bed in a tumble.
The next instant, Su Yan was pressed down onto the bed.
He held her tightly in his embrace, his voice low and slow.
"Originally, tonight was the night I planned to grant you death."
Su Yan listened, dumbfounded and slightly bewildered.
"Why?"
"Does this palace need a reason to kill you?"
"...No, it does not."
Seeing her so compliant, Xuanyuan Yonghao smiled.
Then he continued,
"This palace will show mercy and spare your life."
As he spoke, he moved closer, pressing his forehead against hers.
Their bodies pressed together, each could feel the other's heartbeat.
For some reason, Su Yan's heart skipped a beat in urgency.
