Translator: Atlas Studios   Editor: Atlas Studios
The girls in the square all raised their heads at the risk of being beheaded. They looked at Yan Ye with tears in their beautiful eyes that were no less beautiful than Saintess Ye Huaâs. Looking at Beiting Huangs blurry face, they stared at him with hatred in their eyes. They hated Yan Ye and Beiting Huang to death.
They were clearly two men who possessed the beauty of heaven and earth. Either was clearly enough to make all the men and women on this continent fall head over heels for him, but why did they have to become a couple?
Looking at their tightly held hands, these people would never believe that there was nothing between them.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Like the girls in the square, Beiting Jing and Dongfang Ao werenât afraid of death. They stared at Beiting Huang and Yan Yeâs tightly interwined hands. Beiting Jing was crazy about his sister while Dongfang Ao would have a forbidden relationship at all costs. At this moment, seeing Beiting Huang and Yan Ye holding hands, they couldnât even breathe. These two guys wanted to raise a knife and cut off Yan Yeâs hand.
Beiting Huang found it funny, but she was greeted by a wave of warmth. She didnât need Yan Ye to seek justice for her at all, but she couldnât help but feel thankful that Yan Ye could stand by her side and help her torture these people.
âAlright, Iâm not the kind of person to be unreasonable. Since His Highness has pleaded for mercy, Iâll reluctantly let these people off!â Beiting Huang turned to Yan Ye and narrowed her eyes, revealing a dangerous expression.
âHowever, Yan Ye, if I let someone off, youâll owe me a favor. Hmph! You get
Someone. Others didnât know who Beiting Huang was talking about, but Yan Ye could tell from her dangerous eyes that the person she was referring to was the Saintess, Ye Hua, who was kneeling on the ground. Could it be that the little guy thought that there was really something between him and Ye Hua? If that was the case, he would be even more wronged than Dou E.
However, he was happy to put on a show with her. Yan Ye smiled and raised his hand to scratch Beiting Huangs nose. His doting look made all the people in the square look like idiots. Was this the Lord of Night? Was this really the Lord of Night? Why did he look completely different from the cold and ruthless man they remembered?
How could Ye Hua not hear the jealousy in Beiting Huangâs words? Not only was she not angry, but she was also a little happy. Beiting Huang, if you want to be my enemy and fight for His Highness, Iâll fight with you until the end.
Hmph, I donât believe that a dignified woman like canât outwin a man like you. As long as His Highness gives me a chance to sleep with him, you can only stand aside.
She took two steps forward on her knees and got closer to the Night King. She raised her palm-sized face that had tears streaming down her face. Her charming voice made oneâs bones go soft. âYour Highness, I donât know how I offended ninth young master. If I offended you, I didnât do it on purpose.
Please forgive me, ninth young master!â
F*ck! Beiting Huang held her forehead with her hand. Could she say that she felt a chill all over her body? What about goosebumps all over her body? She was about to throw up her dinner from last night! Beiting Huangs body went limp and she threw herself into the Night Kings arms. Finally, under Ye Huaâs extremely unwilling gaze, she still leaned into the Night Kings arms.
âHuanger, are you feeling unwell? If youâre not feeling well, letâs go in first!â How could Yan Ye care about Ye Hua? As soon as Beiting Huang made a scene, he became extremely nervous. He picked Beiting Huang up, tapped the ground with his toes, and disappeared from everyoneâs sight..