Such a deeply concealed and hidden person unexpectedly died miserably in the scheme.
Li Yuan felt a sense of contemplation and caution arise in his heart.
He sat in the secret room, lighting a candle, quietly reading a book.
Night soon fell.
...
Tonight, the one who drew the unlucky lot was Yaojue.
After bathing and changing clothes, Li Yuan put away his cultivation skill, yawned, and went to bed.
Inside the room, red candles were lit, and the gauze curtains seemed to be coated in flames.
Yaojue, dressed in satin lingerie, with long legs propped against the quilt, rested her chin in her hand, looking at Li Yuan who entered, said in a pitiful voice: "Barbarian King, please let me go, I have a fiancé waiting to be married at home..."
Li Yuan paused for a moment, then walked over roughly and fiercely said: "You little lady, if you please this king, I will certainly let you go to reunite with your fiancé."
