By the campfire.

Ji Ming sat back weakly.

Xiao Rao blushed and shyly stayed away from him, but she secretly glanced at him from time to time. When he noticed her, she hurriedly avoided it.

The white and tender fingertips twisted in embarrassment. Against the background of the campfire, they glowed with a faint orange color, making Ji Ming uncontrollably recall the scene just now...

"You, stop looking."

Xiao Rao scolded him in shame.

Her voice is delicate and soft, as if she is acting like a spoiled child, making people's hearts throb.

"Feel sorry."

Ji Ming lowered his eyes and controlled the unfamiliar impulse in his body.

When he woke up, his memory came back. He knew that they had escaped from the assassins, but he was injured during the fight and escape.

A deep stab in the abdomen made him fall into a semi-conscious state. It was Xiao Rao, a delicate and frail noble lady who respected her boudoir, who dragged him to a safe place, stopped the bleeding, bandaged him, and collected firewood.

After building a bonfire and working hard for a long time, he finally woke up.

"I've caused trouble for you."

Ji Ming whispered.

For the first time in my life, I felt guilty inside.

If he hadn't suddenly appeared, Xiao Rao would have been well hidden in the cave, and no one would have discovered her. As for her, she only needed to survive ten days before the imperial guards came up the mountain to save her.

There is no need to be like now... chasing, escaping, running, getting hurt...

There were blood marks on her white and tender palms.

"Xiao Rao, go ahead and hide in the cave so that you can stay safe and don't worry about me."

He was silent for a long time and then suddenly said this.

Ji Ming was born in the cold palace. He killed his father and killed his brother to take the throne. He was a tyrannical king among the people, and he was a presence that made the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty tremble.

He is cold, ruthless, cold-blooded, and murderous.

He never knows what compassion and kindness are?

To him, all the people in the world are just the tools of life and death that he holds in his hands!

He is a veritable tyrant.

If Xiao Rao hadn't arrived, in the next ten years or so, he would have become more and more brutal, becoming a nightmare for the royal family assisted by Ye Yuanzhou and Luo Jinger, killing half of the court and depriving the people of their livelihood.

But now...

"Xiao Rao, you have to live well."

Ji Ming murmured.

I want someone to be safe from the bottom of my heart.

However, Xiao Rao didn't want to accept this soft touch, her charming eyes slightly curved, and her cherry lips formed a seductive arc.

【Little 9, the opportunity has come.】

She whispered.

【What opportunity?】

9527 is confused.

【Opportunity to attack the heart.】

Xiao Rao said softly, and then stood up suddenly, her bright eyes burning with anger, she rushed towards Ji Ming aggressively, her eyes were slightly moist, full of tears, but she stubbornly refused to shed them.

"Little prince, what do you mean?"

"You let me go?"

"You want me to leave you?"

"In your eyes, is this who I am?"

She wept slightly, her beautiful face dyed a thin red with anger, illuminated by the bonfire, as dazzling as the sunset on the horizon.

This magnificence instantly captured Ji Ming's mind. His beautiful face stared blankly at Xiao Rao and murmured: "I, I am doing it for your own good."

"I was seriously injured and have difficulty moving. There are assassins in this mountain. I will hurt you."

"Leave me, you can live."

He whispered, fearing that the dream in front of him was a play by the gods, a game by the devil, a witchcraft that could change the past...

He didn't dare to gamble.

"What about you? What will you do if I leave?"

"You're hurt so badly."

Xiao Rao slowly knelt down and looked at him with bright eyes.

"Don't worry about me. I only have one life. If I die, I will die. No one will care."

"My death will only make everyone applaud."

Ji Ming said indifferently.

He killed his father and brother, and was feared and hated by the world... he regarded his own life as nothing.

"Just let me die here." He whispered softly, but before he finished speaking, suddenly, there was a 'pop' sound, and a petite slap hit his face.

Ji Ming was slapped and turned her head.

Cries of shame and anger hit him like a torrential rain. Xiao Rao's eyes were red, and he cried while beating: "You, how could you do this? Wuwuwu, you, Wuwu, why do you give up your life so easily?"

"What's the point of just taking one life? If you die, you will die? I don't allow it, I don't agree with it!"

"How can you talk about life and death so lightly, as if you don't care? Why? Why?"

"Ooooo, I care, I don't want you to die~~"

Xiao Rao's pear blossoms were crying with rain.

Her eyes are red and adorable.

The small fist was punched on Ji Ming's chest, one after another, not coquettishly, but with full strength.

Ji Ming could feel that it was really painful, but she avoided his wound.

"You, you care? Why?"

He murmured, holding Xiao Rao's wrist with his backhand, and asked persistently.

"I, we are all like this, walking together day and night, and you just repaid me for being scornful of me. Don't you want to be responsible?" Xiao Rao pursed his lips, sobbed softly, and looked at Ji Ming shyly and angrily.

"I, I originally wanted to let you go to my house to propose marriage once we are out of danger and we go down the mountain, but you, you..."

"Don't you like me?"

"If you don't like it, why do you secretly treat me with contempt?"

She lowered her head and her cheeks turned red.

Ji Mingru was struck by lightning.

Propose marriage?

Marry, marry her?

A tyrannical king who grew up in a cold palace with an eccentric and withdrawn personality. He has been on the throne for several years and has no concubines in his sixth house. He has never thought of marrying...

Is there such a thing in his lost memory?

There was once a woman who really wanted to marry him?

"I...marry you?"

Ji Ming murmured.

Xiao Rao looked at him shyly and gave a low hum.

Ji Ming was palpitating and his heart was beating wildly. He was in a strong mood and took a big breath to calm down and ask what happened. However, darkness suddenly fell in front of his eyes.

He woke up from his dream.

[Little 9, what’s going on? I was about to win over someone! 】

Xiao Rao screamed in shock when he was ejected from his dream.

[This, hehe, hehehe, sister Rao, you can’t blame me. Although we spun the dream with dream-winding incense, Ji Ming is the main host of this dream. If he is too emotional, it will cause the dream to become unstable and pop us out.

.]

9527 shrinks his neck and whispers.

【Excited?】
To be continued...