Chapter 9 Holding Tighter

The beauty frowned slightly and tried to pull his hand free.

I gripped tighter.

With such grace, he belonged in the palm of my hand, in the finest palace. How could he be here?

“Tell me, who are you?”

I softened my voice, afraid he would flee.

“Were you forced by that Xiao Heng and trapped here?”

He looked up, eyes cool and clear, carrying a complicated emotion I could not read.

“Your Majesty worries too much.”

His voice was as clear and pleasant as he looked.

My heart swayed. I became even more certain he had some hidden suffering!

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