Seeing the female fall asleep in his arms, her hand lightly clutching his clothes, looking so soft and delicate, her complexion far rosier and healthier than before, an unconcealable obsession and affection swirled in Ze Sheng's usually cold eyes.
He had hidden her away in the palace, keeping her meticulously, building her one castle after another, creating stunning gardens… all in an attempt to bind her to his side completely.
He didn't want anyone to discover her, especially… her three previous mates.
'She should belong to me, and me alone.'
At this thought, Ze Sheng's gentle expression turned gloomy and cold. He reached out to touch her face, and the female in his arms unconsciously nuzzled against his finger. His heart immediately melted all over again.
"King." A respectful voice called from outside the door.
With a mere thought from Ze Sheng, the female in his arms transformed back into a little white fox. He turned his gaze to the door. "Come in. What is it?"
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