She must not truly love him.
He had used her, and even ruthlessly harmed her; there was no way she would still want to save him.
She must be doing this to make him feel guilty, to take revenge on him in another way.
It must be so, it must be...
But why did she still care about him in the moment of her death...
If she wanted to take revenge, she'd better not reveal the consequences of summoning the Holy Insect.
Liu Yan felt his mind go blank, a hollowness in his heart, not knowing what he had lost.
"Do you go by Liu Yan? Take off your mask and let this Princess have a look."
"This Princess finds you quite handsome, so I'll take you as my male concubine."
"Yan Lang, remember, you belong to this Princess. If you betray me, I will make your death extremely unpleasant."
"Yan Lang, I wish for nothing else but to be with you."
"Yan Lang, I love you... love you..."
Nolan Changle's past words echoed in his ears, from initial admiration to the final declaration of love...
