The chill in her heart couldn't be warmed by the furnace. She suppressed her bitter words and bowed her head. "Kid understands!"
The enmity of life and death was far less disheartening than this conflicted mixture of kinship and sorrow, like a dull knife cutting flesh, painful to the point of making it hard to eat or sleep.
The Eldest Princess's throat swelled with grief. After a long moment, she tearfully embraced Bai Qingyan, closed her eyes, and felt a deep ache, only feeling torn between her family and her country.
