“Ah! Can’t Night Concubine take a joke?” His voice sounded disappointed.
Mei Kaiyi stumbled, shouting at him, “I don’t like cold jokes!”
Finally reaching outside the palace, Mei Kaiyi threw him to the ground, looking down at him coldly.
“How heartless,” Fei Zuo straightened his torn clothes, looking somewhat pale, “Can you not carry me like that? I’m afraid of heights.”
“Hostages have no right to choose,” Mei Kaiyi bent down, lifting his chin with a single finger.
“Night Concubine, please come closer,” Fei Zuo looked serious.
“What?” Mei Kaiyi leaned in.
“Well…” As Mei Kaiyi brought her ear close to Fei Zuo’s lips, he turned his head, his lips lightly brushing her cheek, like a feather, floating softly.
As soon as the words fell, many black-clad figures silently appeared around them, all kneeling on one knee, ready to act at any moment.
“Ah, I forgot to tell Princess Ye Fei.
These are all my death warriors. Where I am, they are.”
“You!” Mei Kai Ye muttered, casting a cold glance at him, “But do you think you can stop me?”
“This king never does anything without confidence.”
“You’re quite self-assured.”
“Because this king has the capital for self-confidence.”
“Ha, you…”
Suddenly, all the strength in Mei Kai Ye’s body seemed to be inexplicably drained, just like that time a few months ago when her power was sealed…
“What did you do?”
“Just gave you a small gift,” he said with a low laugh. “You’re too careless, aren’t you? We’ve only met once, yet you dared to… carry me out. Should I say you’re too kind, or too stupid?” When he said “carry”, there was something unnatural in his smile.
“What is it?” she insisted. “What is it? Fei Zuo, Crown Prince, I haven’t offended you, have I?”
“This is a potion given to me by your clansmen, though I didn’t expect it to be so easy to obtain. While she was carrying him during her escape, ‘And you gave me too much time.'” He crouched down and slowly fastened a bracelet onto Mei Kai Ye’s wrist, slowly tightening it. The bracelet was made of an unknown material, blood-red with intricate black patterns, looking particularly demonic. In fact, it was more like a spell than a pattern.
