The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Losian: ...

He knew she was going to say that!

In the past, I always used this as an excuse to order myself to serve her.

He never took it seriously, always thinking that she would give up this idea after a while, but after so many years, not only did she not give up, but she almost convinced him.

Many times he always wanted to control her as the husband, but he couldn't.

Princess, you still need to do this kind of thing by yourself. What if I'm not by your side one day and you don't know how to do it? Could it be that you want to find another boy to help you?

Losian knew that he would not be able to do it forcefully and would have to use roundabout tactics.

Why aren't you by my side? Sang Jian wiped the tears from his face, You want to leave me?

It's not that I want to leave you, I just said it in case.

If you are not with me, then you have left me. Sang Jian's mouth flattened and he was about to cry again.

Luosian frowned slightly, But you have to learn to grow up. You will inherit the throne in the future, have you forgotten?

You don't want to be said by your people in the future that the new king is a giant baby who needs to be cared for even if he eats, drinks, poops, or sleeps...right?

This may be a bit harsh, but otherwise, she wouldn't listen.

...

This time it was Kuwami who was silent.

She sat on the bed, hugged her knees with her hands, and buried her face in her legs. She didn't know what she was thinking, and she looked very depressed.

I don't know how long it took, but Sang Jian suddenly said in a low voice: Actually, you haven't taken what I said seriously, have you?

You don't believe me when I say that you will be my royal husband in the future? Or do you think that you will never fall in love with me and you have always scorned my words?

Losian: ...

I understand. Sang Jian's voice dropped a little lower, I'm sorry for letting you take care of me for so many years and making you feel frustrated for so long.

...That's not what I meant. Losian opened his mouth to explain something.

I don't know why, but listening to her words and her current attitude, I feel a sore feeling in my heart.

I don't feel that it's uncomfortable to serve you... He tilted his head and muttered softly.

Maybe there was a time when I was a child that I thought she was in trouble. Why did I take care of her so carefully?

As time went by, slowly he got used to it.

But... they are not talking about the same thing at all!

He was just saying that her current situation should be solved by herself.

Why would she get involved with him taking care of her?

Luo Si'an moved his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

He stared at Sang Jian on the bed with mixed emotions.

She seemed to be still immersed in the sad mood.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a fierce knock on the door, and a young boy's unique green voice sounded anxiously outside, Something happened to the princess!

It's Bacol!

Luo Si'an's eyes narrowed.

He raised his hand and covered Sang Jian with the quilt he was holding.

After all, she was dressed so thinly.

Sang Jian finally raised his head, his face that had just been wiped clean was covered with tears again.

Losian pursed his lips and turned around to open the door for Bacoor.

In the past few years, his relationship with Bacol has basically been a state of turning a blind eye to each other.

Now Bacoor has something urgent, and he can't delay it.

I just don't know what emergency could make him so anxious?

As soon as the door to the room was opened, Bacoor was stunned for a moment when he saw that it was Losian who opened the door. Then he squeezed into the room and brought a very unfortunate news.

Princess, the king... was assassinated!