Bab 550: I Hate That I'm Just a Cook

Suddenly, he stopped and turned his head back. In the heavy rain, he saw a woman in white clothes looking in his direction. She was standing in the rain and looking at him.

His heart suddenly clenched.

"Prince, what happened to you?"

In the pouring rain, he held onto his own heart with a pained expression. "Zhu Jiu, I'm in so much pain here."

"What's wrong?"

How could Zhu Jiu not know that his heart was in pain?

Love, why is it so hurtful?

"Zhu Jiu, help me do something."

"Your Highness, why don't we find a place to shelter from the rain first?"

"This King will accompany Madam. Go and tell Cang Long to prepare a piece of human skin and find someone who has a similar appearance to this King to replace him."

"Prince, what do you want to do?"

The rain continued to fall until the sixth fragment of the night. She sat there soaked to the skin, her black hair a mess on her face.