Two-way sinking

Mansha already regretted a little in her heart, cooperating with such a person, she would lose herself if she was not careful.

"Ahem..." Ruan Ci calmed down, curled up on the ground like a shrimp, coughing non-stop.

He looked at Su Chen in fear. In his life, he had never seen such a terrifying person, including His Majesty the Emperor.

Although His Majesty puts a lot of pressure on people, he is not moody, impulsive and bloodthirsty. He is awe-inspiring, but he will not make people feel so scary.

Su Chen tore away the Mansha, squatted down, and looked at Ruan Ci with a smile, as if he thought it was interesting that he struggled like a dehydrated fish.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Ruan Ci's chin: "You are very courageous, that's good, I appreciate you a little bit."

'Then you were going to kill him just now! Mansha twisted her face and roared in her heart, she really wanted to get away, no matter how good your majesty is, it's not worth her risking her life.

"Let's continue the conversation just now." Su Chen smiled with great interest, his brows and eyes slightly curved, and the light-colored eyes were as cold as a snake.

Ruan Ci grasped his hand weakly, his chest heaved violently, panting heavily.

"Do you think he should know the truth?"

Ruan Ci felt extremely terrified, as if the fangs of a poisonous snake had grazed his ears, his lips were trembling, and he almost cried.

"Why, do you have to make him suffer?" He asked with difficulty, his throat was burning, and his words seemed to be covered with coarse blood foam.

Just now Su Chen hit too hard, his throat was seriously injured, leaving a deep scar.

Su Chen brushed his face with his fingers, and said softly: "Make him suffer? How could he be in pain? I will take him out of here and go where he should go."

Ruan Ci suddenly opened his eyes wide: "You, you want to take His Highness away?"

Su Chen smiled: "That's right, I'm here for him."

Ruan Ci shook his head subconsciously: "No, you can't, you can't take him away."

Seeing Su Chen's cold and ruthless eyes, he shivered in stress: "He, even if he knows the truth, he will not leave with you. He loves His Majesty, and I cannot deceive you."

Strangely, not only was Su Chen not angry this time, but his smile widened a bit: "He will leave with me, and I will tell you the reason."

"Because he is my king."

"He may not leave for me...but he will leave for Styx."

"Those like me, his people, we are waiting for his return."

Ruan Ci was speechless in surprise, and it took him a long time to say in disbelief: "Is he the king of Styx?"

Subconsciously, he believed it.

Your Highness, he should be born noble.

At the same time, he hesitated even more. If His Highness is really the king of Styx and his people are waiting for him, he should go back.

He believed that if His Highness knew the truth, he would definitely choose to go back and shoulder his own responsibilities.

but……

He hesitated, should he really tell His Highness the truth?

Seeing his struggle and hesitation, Su Chen let go of his restraint.

"Do you know why I like you?" He chuckled.

Ruan Ci lowered his head and dared not speak, his heart was confused and scared.

"Because everyone around him is on the side of that liar, whether they are willing or not."

"Only you, you love him even more, sincerely respect him."

"What a good boy."

……

Ruan Ci walked on the street in a daze, not knowing where he was or how long he had been walking.

Gauze was wrapped around his neck. Mansha had already treated his wound and given him medicine so that he would not go to the hospital with such a horrific wound to attract attention.

Even though he was extremely resistant to rejecting Su Chen from the bottom of his heart, he had to admit that what he said was all right.

He respects and loves His Highness from the bottom of his heart, more than His Majesty, more than anyone else, and he is willing to go through fire and water for His Highness.

But if he tells the truth, His Highness must be in great pain.

He wishes His Highness to be happy, but this happiness is based on falsehood and deceit. Fate is so cruel, why? ...

He bit his lower lip, opened his palm, and looked complicatedly at the gorgeous and delicate bill in his palm.

"I don't need you to do anything, you just need to let him know that there is a singer who can sing Styx ballads and will perform in the Dome Theater, that's all."

"Look, there's no danger, is there?"

In my mind, I recall Su Chen's bewitching ethereal voice.

He gathered his clothes together.

So cold.