"Prince Rui, why are you here?" Princess Ming An finally came back to senses from the shock of Xie Changchao's death. She seemed to have finally sensed the danger under the night sky. Her heart was beating abnormally fast.
The man's voice was as gentle and calm as the breeze, but it was also like the snow falling from the sky on Lake Wanli. It looked beautiful, but it made people shiver. He said, "Surrounded by such beautiful scenery, isn't this place very suitable for a burial ground?"
Xie Changwu asked, "Why would you do this? I have no grudge against you. Can't you let us go?" Knowing that Prince Rui was here to take his life but he had no way out, Xie Changwu finally couldn't hold back the fear in his heart and shouted.
"No grudge?" Prince Rui seemed to have heard a joke and said, "You're really forgetful."
"Xie Changwu, all these years, you haven't improved at all, just like your stupid brother," he said.
