Feng Wu wrapped her arms around Jun Linyuan's waist and said in a trembling voice, "Jun Linyuan, it's me. Stop. It's me…"
She kept talking to Jun Linyuan.
The king was the most nervous one. He thought he was going to lose his mind.
Jun Linyuan had almost choked him. If Feng Wu had been a little slower, he would have been killed!
But now…
Would Feng Wu's words work? Would Jun Linyuan pause for a moment and try again, like what he did to Raoxi?
The king held his breath.
Then, he saw a slender hand…
It showed up right under his nose.
To be more precise, she had put her hand over Jun Linyuan's hand, which was on the king's throat…
Feng Wu, who had been holding Jun Linyuan from behind, slowly walked around to face him.
The king looked at Feng Wu and hoped that she would succeed.
