Qin Yi may look small, but her strength wasn't to be underestimated. The left side of Qin Yi's face was hurt badly, and a bit of flesh could be seen through that cut.
Blood flowed down Qin Yi's cheeks, dyeing her collar red.
Jun Moli's pupils constricted. This was bad, this was bad. He caused Qin Yi to be hurt; he remembered how Feng Qingge had warned him repeatedly to protect Qin Yi.
If Qin Yi lost a single strand of hair, he wouldn't be allowed in her bed for a decade.
What was he going to do now that she hurt her face? The Ghost Emperor, who had always been icy, was suddenly very worried. He wouldn't be able to go in his wife's bed for the next ten years—what was he going to do?
Nobody knew what Jun Moli was thinking about. When Wang Wenwen saw that Qin Yi was hurt, her heart ached, and she became angry. However, she knew that she couldn't interrupt Qin Yi at this moment, only able to suppress the impulse to tear Ah-Sen apart.
