Gu Yun struggled to get up. It was as if a tonne load of stone was weighing her down. Forget about getting up — even breathing was a chore!
If there was no way to struggle free, one had to stop resisting. Gu Yun raised her eyes and stared right at Si Mobai, as if saying, "What's the meaning of this, Wargod? We've never met each other. Why would you treat me, the princess, like that on our first meeting?"
Why couldn't he treat her better? Even a little bit better was fine, instead of being so defensive of Feng Tianlan all the time!
Apart from that pretty face, what was so good about Feng Tianlan?
Nothing!
"Lan'er, I'll leave this to you," Si Mobai whispered gently to Feng Tianlan in his arms. He did not even spare a single glance at Gu Yun.
Feng Tianlan stared straight at Gu Yun. Seeing her kneel there transported her back to that tragic night where Nansheng pushed her away and fell to the ground right by her side.
