The King of Thieves: The Thief Princess

Chapter 169 (177)

"Princess Concubine is wrong." Xing'er smiled lightly, seeing her anger and hostility, which was a bit ridiculous. "You clearly know that Your Highness and I are brothers and sisters! Besides..." She paused, and then said: "Since I am a princess, we are cousins ​​and sisters, shouldn't you respect me a little?"

"You..." Xixi widened her eyes and choked on her words. "In this way, the Queen's painstaking efforts to come and love you will not be in vain!"

When the queen was mentioned, Xi Xi's eyes turned red, and she lowered her head sadly.

"You are the crown princess, no one will rob you!" Xing'er looked at the flickering candlelight indifferently, with delusional eyes. "In my heart, there is only him... only him..."

However, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead!
"Anyway, anyway... I won't allow you to snatch my brother Han..."

"Xixi, what are you messing around with?!" Yi Qinghan's slender figure was behind Xixi, erratic, and his clear eyes looked at her, covered with a layer of ice.

Xixi was slightly startled, looking back suddenly, her face gradually paled. "Han...Brother Han..." Meeting his frighteningly cold gaze, so strange and terrifying, a look of fear flashed across her eyes.

"Go back to the bedroom!" He frowned slightly, with impatience already on his face. "I, I... just came to see..." Xixi bit her lips tightly, tears rolled in her eyes, shocked and sad.

Xing'er looked at Yi Qinghan, and said calmly: "Xixi and I are cousins, what's wrong with her coming to see me?" There is a huge difference between the attitude of cherishing and cherishing.

Xixi looked at Yi Qinghan in a daze, then suddenly covered her face and cried, and ran out.

"She is your wife, you shouldn't treat her like this!" Xing'er frowned, walked into the room suddenly, and ignored him.

He followed in, his scorching eyes rested on her slender back, and said faintly: "But she is not you!" Xing'er froze in place after hearing this.

"Yi Qinghan, you already have everything...and he, only me..." Xing'er's eyes were like stars, she looked into his eyes quietly, revealing tenderness. "I just want to accompany him, roaming the world..."

"If you still miss our original love, please let us go..."

"No...it will never be possible..." The resolute refusal tore up Xing'er's only glimmer of hope.

Two people, at a stalemate with each other, against each other.

A pool of clear water, weak willows drooping, condensed on the gazebo.

Xiaoyao Wang sat quietly in the pavilion, watching a game of chess, contemplating.

It was a game of dead chess with no turning back!
Xing'er stood lightly behind him, concentrating on the chess game, with mockery in her eyes. "The chess game is never as exciting as the life-and-death struggle in the palace..."

Xiaoyao Wang held the hand of the chess piece, froze slightly, raised his head and looked back, and fell into Xing'er's pale and stubborn pupils. "You're still back..." He sighed softly, seemingly helpless. "He can't let go..."

He was referring to him, of course his son, Yi Qinghan.

"What you want to see is today's result, isn't it?" Xing'er sneered and glared at him, "He became the crown prince and got everything he deserved, and you got your wish even more!"

(End of this chapter)