The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Especially when the person who takes over is still his enemy, no ordinary person can do such a thing.

However, as a king, Dawson has a lot to pick up and a lot to put down when faced with a choice.

If there hadn't been that kind of accident, he would have been a very good king and would have left a strong mark in the history books.

"Who knows whether it will happen or not. Anyway, I won't provoke him. I just want to finish this scene as soon as possible." Luo Liyan answered somewhat casually.

But it seemed that he really didn't care whether such a little "killer" would be known to Dosmond III.

"Are you really not going to let me hide?" Dawson couldn't help but asked tentatively again, but received a blank look from Luo Liyan.

"Why should I hide you? You are so handsome, and you are not shameful. Even if your Majesty checks your identity and finds out that you are a killer, so what? I am Feiji's princess after all, and so are you. If he doesn’t appear on the wanted list, he can still turn a blind eye.”

"What if he just can't tolerate sand in his eyes?" Dawson's deep and distant eyes fell on Luo Liyan with unclear meaning.

Luo Liyan tilted her head, feeling that Dawson was too twisted.

She didn't expose his performance, and even cooperated with him eagerly to perform, so why should he embarrass himself.

He insists on using his other identity to embarrass himself, and he is not afraid that when the vest falls off in the future, he will settle the score with him.

"If a king can't tolerate sand, then it will be difficult for him to be a king." Luo Liyan sighed, and then pretended to be in pain and pointed at the dozen or so large boxes placed in the room.

"If he really finds out about you and insists on convicting you, then I can only spend money to keep you safe. These are my dowry, and they are also one-third of the wealth of the Fiki royal family. , when it really comes to the point where there is no way to negotiate, I can only give him all this dowry to buy you a clean past and a bright and upright future."

The surroundings were silent for a moment, and all the noise was reduced to the background at this moment.

Dawson felt that his hearing was infinitely amplified. Every word spoken by the little girl in front of him had a hook, and every tone was bewitching.

Even if it was a gentle trap, he would not hesitate to jump out of it.

"Is it worth it?" Dawson's steady voice was dry and hoarse.

Luo Liyan was like a bright peacock, raising her chin domineeringly, "More money can't buy me, but I just like you."

"Stupid." Dawson complained as if he was disgusted, but there was a faint smile hidden in those vast eyes of the galaxy, "Giving up the opportunity to marry the king, insisting on marrying a person who is stuck in the quagmire. Together, it seems that your father has not taught you how to weigh the pros and cons."

"Why should I learn this?" Luo Liyan looked at him in confusion, "I am my father's favorite little princess. There are so many brothers and sisters in front of me, so I don't need to worry about national affairs. My father said I will find a brother or sister who is the best to me to inherit the throne, so that I can live a casual and happy life."

"Your father really dotes on you. He doesn't even want you to worry about state affairs. It's just that your brothers and sisters..." Dawson raised the corners of his lips casually, "I'm afraid they will never be yours." It’s better to sit in that position in person than to have a backer.”