The black sword bent into a hook, hooking onto Xiao Ya's lapels.
Xiao Ya panicked. She did not know where she found the strength to hold onto the bedpost tightly, refusing to leave.
Little Soul's face darkened. "Dumb girl, let your hands go, or I might accidentally hurt you."
Xiao Ya shook her head, crying. She would never give this bastard the chance to threaten the Ninth Emperor again... No one could harm the Ninth Emperor!
"That guy is such a scumbag. He has many women with him. Is he worthy of your thoughts? Follow me now, or I won't be nice to you!"
Little Soul was anxious. 'Why is this woman so stubborn? The Ninth Emperor knows many great men. Can't she just pick one of those guys? Even that Feng Lianqing from General Manor is much better than this guy.
'Why does she want to suffer like this?'
