The prince stepped on me to get to the top, I angrily flirted with the enemy's hostage

An even crazier idea began to grow in the heart of Princess Nineteen, which was completely consumed by jealousy!

It instantly occupied all my thoughts!

There is only one way to keep A Lie here and prevent him from looking for Su Rou...

There is only one way to keep Ali completely!

Let him never leave the desert again!

Let him never think about that damn Su Rou again!

Princess Nineteen's gaze was cast towards the depths of the royal court.

The palace, which symbolizes the supreme power of the desert, is still lit with warm lights.

She is the most favored princess in the desert, and her father is the king of the entire desert.

night, deeper.

The cold wind howled, blowing up the sand on the ground and hitting the royal tent, making a whimpering sound.

Princess Nineteen returned to her bedroom, changed out of her gorgeous and dazzling sari, and put on a dark-colored riding suit that was easy to move in.

The girl in the mirror was still beautiful, but the innocence in her eyes had long been replaced by a kind of almost paranoid madness.

Princess Nineteen picked up an inconspicuous snack box wrapped in thick cloth, her fingertips feeling cold.

He dismissed all the attendants and walked alone in the moonlight towards the bedroom of the King of the Desert.

The guards on duty outside the bedroom were a little surprised to see her, the most beloved Nineteenth Princess, coming so late at night, but they did not stop her.

Princess Nineteen tried to squeeze out a trace of the tender expression of a young daughter on her face, "Has Father gone to bed?"

The head of the guards replied respectfully, "Princess, the king has not yet gone to bed and is reviewing the memorials. Please come in, Princess."

Princess Nineteen nodded and pushed open the heavy palace door.

The bedroom was warm as spring, and huge tallow candles were burning, emitting a soft glow.

King of the Desert.

An old man, over fifty years old but still vigorous and sturdy, was sitting behind a desk covered with thick fur, reviewing the parchment scroll by candlelight.

Seeing his beloved little daughter coming late at night, a kind smile appeared on his majestic face, "Why don't you rest so late?"

Princess Nineteen's heart almost burst out of her throat...

When I wanted to go back, the person had already come over...

Princess Nineteen forced herself to smile sweetly, walked quickly to the table, and put down the food box in her hand.

"Father," Princess Nineteen's voice was choked with just the right amount of worry. "My daughter...I'm scared. Alie drank the wine you gave me and suddenly fainted. The doctor said it was from overwork, but looking at Alie's condition, I'm really worried...I can't sleep, so I want to come and sit with you. Only with you, father, do I feel at ease."

Princess Nineteen said this as she naturally opened the food box. Inside were several exquisitely crafted pastries that exuded an alluring sweet aroma. "This is the 'honey cream' I made myself. Father, would you like to try it? I remember that this is your favorite flavor."

The King of the Desert looked at his daughter, who looked so pitiful and about to cry. When he heard that Andre had fainted, he naturally thought it was due to fatigue, and his love for his little girl grew even stronger.

The people of the desert have a strong alcohol tolerance and will not pass out from a mere glass of wine.

He put down the parchment scroll in his hand and smiled dotingly, "Silly child, Andre is as strong as a bear. He will be fine after a good sleep. What is there to be afraid of? Come, your father is a little hungry. Come and try my Jinzhu's cooking."

Without a doubt, he reached out and picked up a piece of golden pastry and put it into his mouth.

The sweet and crispy taste melted in his mouth, and the King of the Desert nodded with satisfaction, "Well, Jinzhu's craftsmanship is still what father likes best."

Princess Nineteen watched her father chewing snacks with a satisfied smile on his face, but her heart seemed to be tightly gripped by an ice-cold hand and almost stopped beating.

I really ate it...

She suppressed her immense fear and impending collapse, trying to maintain her facial expression. She even took the initiative to pick up the silver pot that was warming next to her and poured a cup of warm kumis for her father.

"Father, please eat slowly and drink some wine." Princess Nineteen's voice was soft, but with a barely perceptible tremor.

The King of the Desert had no doubts and took the wine glass and took another big sip.

He looked at his well-behaved daughter in front of him, his heart filled with tenderness.

However, just as he was about to take another piece of dessert, he was suddenly struck by a sharp pain as if countless steel needles were stirring wildly in his internal organs!

"Ah——!" An uncontrollable roar of pain burst out from the throat of the King of the Desert!

His strong body suddenly convulsed, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

He covered his abdomen tightly, his face instantly turned from rosy to pale, and then turned a terrible blue-gray color, and beads of cold sweat instantly covered his forehead!

"Father?!" Princess Nineteen screamed in shock, her face full of panic.

The King of the Desert suddenly raised his head, and his eyes, which were once as sharp and majestic as an eagle, stared at Princess Nineteen!

Those eyes were filled with incredible shock, deep pain, and...

A kind of despair and anger after being betrayed by loved ones after a sudden realization!

He opened his mouth, wanting to question, wanting to roar, but the intense poison had already madly corroded his nerves and internal organs.

He could only make a terrible gasping sound of "ho...ho..." like a broken bellows.

He stretched out a trembling hand and pointed at the golden bead, his fingertips twisted from the force.

The noise just now attracted the soldiers guarding outside the door.

"Wang, what happened?!"

why? !

Gold beads...

my daughter……