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"What if I say I want you to die?" Bei Ming Ying approached her again, but there wasn't the slightest hint of a joke in his clear and cold voice.

The fingertip in Xiao Jin Er's sleeve tightened slightly: "If there's anything good with the This King's Concubine, do you think you'll still be alive?"

"Of course!" Bei Ming Ying raised his fingertips