"Enough with thinking—" Mischa found himself irritatingly repelled by the woman before him. Knowing him so well, how could she betray him in this way? Could she really be two-faced?
Realizing that Mischa was doubting her loyalty, Xia Xue immediately knelt and pleaded, crying out in her defense, "My lord, Xia Xue has not betrayed you! Please trust in my loyalty!"
"Loyal? Would a loyal person do what you've done? If I hadn't been idly strolling through the courtyard today, overhearing some chatter about King Xiaoyao's wedding, I would be oblivious to Su Mei's marriage!"
Mischa's last words came out as a roar.
The thought that Su Mei could be Yi Lian, and that Xia Xue's actions could cause him to lose Yi Lian forever, spurred Mischa to violently whip Xia Xue with the horsewhip in his hand.
"Smack—smack—"
