All Zhao Zhang Wei could feel was the bitterness.
Though he seemed to have heard the same words before from her mouth as well…but was it really necessary for her to rub on his face again and again?
He wondered as he looked away from her calm eyes.
His fists were clenched tightly. The muscle of his jaw twitched in anger.
'Would have done the same if it was anyone else in his place'…Ha!
As if he had left that person alive.
"...So Your Highness doesn't need to come here."
He heard her finishing.
Zhao Zhang was filled with too much bitterness at this moment and Yi Huiqing's each and every word was attacking his already bitter and wounded heart like salt on wounds.
When he turned to look at her again, his face was devoid of any emotion and he said very calmly.
"This is my place."
Yi Huiqing went silent at that. She seemed to know what he was going to say next and sure enough he continued and said
