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"Hmm? I did that for your own good."
Tang Yu took a deep breath, seemingly very heartbroken, with red rims around her eyes, as if she was on the verge of bursting into tears.
"For my own good. Okay, for my own good, could you really bear to watch your sister being locked up here every day?"
The magic of blood ties is powerful; looking at that face which was almost identical to her own, Zhan Se's heart clenched fiercely, pounding loudly, and she almost blurted out a plea for mercy to Emperor Quan. However, reason told her that there were too many uncertainties surrounding Tang Yu's identity, too much at stake, and too great an influence involved. Moreover, with her memory implanted, she had no clear idea what was going on; how could she recklessly intervene and disrupt Emperor Quan's grand strategy?
She had to chant 'hold back' in her heart several times before she managed to calm down and speak indifferently.
"Sister, as long as you can remember, everything is negotiable."
