The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

Princess, are you... planning to break the rules that have been established for hundreds of years? Badhan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Demon King's lineage has long ceased to be a threat to us. The people will not worship me just because I killed a person who poses no threat.

Sang Jian's face was still stained with tears, and his thin body stood in front of Luosian, standing straight.

Luo Si'an lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, silence is the best choice, because whatever he says, the other party will find reasons to refute him, just because he is the remnant son of the Demon King.

Too many words are wrong.

It would be nice if...he was stronger.

He no longer had to let the princess stand in front of him.

Luosian pursed his lips tightly.

Bacoor's eyes wandered between Los An and Sang Jian. Thinking of what he saw in the princess's room just now, and how the princess looked so protective of Los An, an unknown anger arose in his heart.

Oh, the good-for-nothing Losian will only hide behind the princess!

Then what do you want to do, princess? Badhan asked.

Since she doesn't want to kill Los Ann, let's hear what she wants to do.

But her move made Badhan notice how important Losian was to her.

Why?

Obviously, the princess still liked Bacoor when she was very young. As she gets older, how come she gets closer to Losian?

Badhan glanced at his son out of the corner of his eyes, with a sense of resentment that iron cannot become steel.

If Bacol wasn't too useless and couldn't get the princess's heart, why would he do this?

Just when Sang Jian was about to speak out her thoughts, Badhan spoke up again and reminded her: Princess, you cannot leave the palace. I know what little thoughts you have in your heart.

She probably wanted to win the hearts and minds of the people by going out to help the people solve their problems, but the country could not live without a master for a day. After she left the palace, things were no longer under his control.

Sang Jian: ...

She stared at Badhan with dull eyes, as if he had guessed her thoughts.

There are so many thoughts in my heart.

This Badhan was nothing less than an earl. He had stayed with the old king for so long, almost cutting off all her options.

Unfortunately, she never fights alone.

I understand. Sang Jian nodded, feeling a little disappointed and said, I will listen to Uncle Earl's arrangements, but I don't need Losian's heart. I only have this request.

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand was suddenly held by someone.

The man's palms were so cold that Sang Jian sobered up a lot.

She turned around and saw Losian holding her hand and placing it on his heart.

He lowered his eyes and said piously: I am willing to give my heart to the princess.

Are you crazy?

Sang Jian quickly pulled her hand back, and she glared at Luo Si'an, I finally gave you a chance, and you're going to die on your own?

Because even if the princess begs me for this opportunity, the earl probably won't let me go. For you, I am still a potential danger.

His voice was low, as if he had anticipated the consequences.

Badhan: ...

He thought that Losian had voluntarily given up his heart, and he almost looked at him, but he didn't expect that the words would turn to him.

Badhampi said with a smile, In the eyes of juniors like you, do I just mean what I say?

If he didn't need the little princess to show up in front of the people, not to mention Losian, even the princess would have to die here!