Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He is different from him in that his ambition is not to be in power, nor does he want to sit in that position, nor does he want to deal with so many things every day.

His ideal is to live a life like idle clouds and wild cranes.

Do whatever you want and go wherever you want.

So, he doesn't care.

Anyway, he's already in line.

Adal Khan would not treat him badly and would give him what he wanted.

In return, he would naturally help as much as he could.

Including - dragging his brother who is like a mad dog away.

He waved his fan in an elegant manner.

Ignoring his curse, she fanned a little and hit his chest.

"It's okay if you don't listen to me."

"Both you and I know Brother's temper."

"I can let you go this time, but next time... if you stare at the princess's sister-in-law again, guess what..."

"What will happen to my brother?"

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Will let him die.

On the throne, the cold and emotionless young Khan, the dark man's eyes fell on the direction they left.

His emotions and anger are not shown in his expression, and his deep and handsome eyebrows are cold and dangerous, like an invisible ice blade that kills people.

A beast that is arrogant and rational but has a strong sense of distance from people. When it encounters someone who wants to covet its treasure, it will lose its mind in an instant.

Become crazy.

An absolute lunatic.

There is nothing emotional to say.

His eyes fell, his eyes were dark and did not move for a long time.

Until the beautiful woman sitting next to him stood up and stood in front of him.

"Adal Khan?"

Her bright and dazzling skirt blocked his view, her fingers were white, and her floral fragrance was strong.

Her hands grasped his gently and she spoke softly.

"Angry?"

She just called him several times, but he didn't answer her.

I kept looking outside, not knowing what I was thinking.

She grabbed his hand and shook it slightly.

Outsiders thought that he had always doted on her and listened to her in everything.

In fact, only the two of them knew in private that she was actually coaxing him.

Coaxing a man who is becoming increasingly childish.

She looked down at him and hooked his fingers.

He didn't speak.

But suddenly he grabbed her with great force.

Pulling her into his arms, she was caught off guard and sat on his lap.

The skirt and coat swayed, and there was an exclamation.

It hit his chest, as hard as an iron plate.

The familiar restraint circled her waist again.

Somewhat vigorously.

"..."

She rubbed her face and moved.

I want to adjust the position.

The maid next to her lowered her head and retreated quietly, aware of the current situation.

Give them a private and intimate space.

The delicate and beautiful Princess, her chin was lifted up before she even had time to moan dissatisfied.

She met his thick and cold phoenix eyes.

It's colder and more dangerous than the water in a deep pool three thousand feet deep.

Like a beast about to attack.

The soft and beautiful Princess, sitting on his lap, was forced to look up at him.

Purse your lips slightly.

Others could not guess his emotions, but he never concealed them in front of her.

Anger, jealousy, and a strong possessiveness.

He was overly domineering towards her and had a crazy sense of sovereignty.

He had recognized the fact that she was his.

It absolutely cannot change.

"Adel Khan..."

"you like him?"

The hand he placed on her waist almost required great strength to restrain himself.

Barely restrained.

The tone was terrifyingly grave.

She was stunned.

Then, he frowned and patted him.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

She was never afraid of him, even if he looked gloomy and scary.

Hold him, rub him, and coax him gently.

"Don't think too much, I only love you."