He carefully placed the person on the bed, seeing her wanting to speak but unable to, a surge of suppression churned in his heart.
Xiao Jinghuai stroked her face, looked at her, but asked the woman who was sitting on the ground in a mess, "I suddenly thought of another way to save you, directly take me to see the Holy Emperor, it's time to make an end."
Su Ting sneered, her face showing blue veins from enduring pain, "You think… the Holy Emperor is someone you can meet as you wish? You don't have that qualification. Get that out of your head, I won't take you to see him, even if you kill me, I won't!"
"As long as he's around for a day, you two can't be together eternally, just thinking about it makes one happy, ugh…"
Before she could fully enjoy the moment, Su Ting felt the pain throughout her body was so intense it was as though her liver and gall had split, wishing she could end it herself.
