Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 248 Dream Love, Is Actually a Tyrant Around You (8)

"Totem? What kind of totem? You will lose your own head, so what kind of totem do you care about—"

Soul Shui pursed his mouth, and in his eyes there was only the pattern that could be deeply remembered when he closed his eyes:

"It's this thing—"

"what……"

Seeing what she was holding on to with her fingertips, Shi Ya couldn't help but widen her eyes...

While she was letting go and Shiya was stunned, Soul Water brought Sipat up in front of the two of them so that Shiya could see clearly: "This...is this, do you recognize it?"

Her reaction was the same as that of those men who were inferior. She did not answer the question of soul water. Her legs softened, she prostrated herself on the ground, and kowtowed: "My minister kowtowed to His Majesty the Queen—this minister deserves to die, my minister disrespected your majesty, your majesty forgive me crime--"

Soul Water sighed sadly, his blue eyes stared at the handkerchief in his hand, he didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow...
"Even you have the same reaction... so... this thing really belongs to that tyrant?" 
Shi Ya raised her head tremblingly and asked him: "You——where did you pick it up? This is His Majesty's personal item, a precious thing left by the ancestor Queen! How can you keep it by your side! Hurry up and go Return this thing to Your Majesty!"

"Alas..." Soul Water was left with an inexplicable sigh.
The tyrant's stuff—what he took from the little beggar—the little beggar on the street would have something royal?

He is not an idiot, he simply reasoned, but he didn't think that the person he liked the most and the person he disliked the most were the same person.An inexplicable sadness suddenly aroused in my heart. I don't know if it is more pleasantly surprised or more disappointed?
Shi Ya also felt that something was wrong: "No, this is something His Majesty never leaves. You can't just pick it up casually. Could it be that you stole it from His Majesty?"

"It's not stolen!"

Such a slanderous question seemed to give the dejected young man a slap in the face and wake him up!
(End of this chapter)