He looked at me silently, with no expression on his face, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. Even the little light in his eyes had been swallowed up by darkness at this time.

He suddenly smiled: "Are you afraid, I will lock you up."

My face suddenly turned pale.

"It's no wonder you are afraid. You are careful in everything you do now. Are you afraid that I will hurt you, or are you afraid that I will deal with him?"

When I heard this sentence, I felt something was wrong, and my heart jumped suddenly, but the next moment, he said: "Okay, you can go."

What?

I was stunned again and looked up at him, only to see that he no longer even looked at me, as if he was tired of something. He lowered his head and poured himself a glass of wine, pouring a glass and drinking a glass without stopping for a moment.

I gritted my teeth and kowtowed to him: "Thank you, Your Majesty for your grace."

After saying that, he stood up and walked outside.

But just as he turned around, he heard his voice again behind him——

"Wait!"

I was shocked, and my breath was suddenly suffocated - what was he going to do again? Could it be -

When he turned around, he saw that the other wine glass on the table was already filled with wine. He looked at me and said slowly: "Come back and drink this last glass with me. After drinking it, I... will let you go free!"

”

My heart seemed to be suddenly pulled again, and it jumped hard.

The last drink? Really the last drink?

After drinking this glass, will he really let go?

However, the uneasiness in my heart was like ink dripping on rice paper, expanding bit by bit - I have never forgotten that when he promised to let me out of the palace, he was so calm and said he would let me go, but in the end

But——

Maybe, this is poisonous wine?

But what if not? What if he really just wants to let me go?

With each heartbeat, the thoughts in my mind flipped once, and the endless cycle of fear and hope almost drove me crazy. I bit my lower lip and walked over, picked up the cup, and looked at him again.

He was still sitting there, his long eyelashes covering his dark eyes. Below was the frozen lake, with no waves visible.

Just the last cup!

I tilted my neck and drank the glass of wine.

The spicy taste spread from the tip of my tongue to my throat, and it was so hot that I felt like it was about to burn. I choked and coughed, but he suddenly laughed: "You think I can poison you to death?...You think I can poison you?"

Poison? No—I still can’t bear to part with it. I still can’t bear to let it go after all—”

There is no poison in wine.

My heart fell back into the distance, but looking at him laughing, I felt faintly uneasy. I bowed to him and said, "Goodbye." After saying that, I hurried out.

However, just when I walked to the door and was about to step out, I heard from behind him gritted his teeth and almost jumped out every word from between his teeth——
Chapter completed!