"Are you planning to kill me now? No longer wanting to spend the rest of your life with me?" Queen Jiabao asked fearlessly, "I realize now how cheap your love really is!"
"The wife belongs to others, the son is your own. I'm not even prepared to have a son, what do I need you for?" Richard's gaze was akin to a gaping maw that could devour Jiabao whole, "Love is love, hatred is hatred, can't you even distinguish between the two? The woman I want is not like you. If you are to die by someone's hand, it might as well be by mine!"
"You don't want a son? How can you say that without blushing? If you truly didn't want those two sons, why did you tip us off through the Shadow Servant?" Queen Jiabao sneered, exposing Richard's hypocritical facade, "In your heart, principles weigh more than anything else, don't they? My dear True Martial Prince, you treasure your reputation and status, though you always refuse to admit it, often posing with an air of detachment!"
