Wu Ling was shocked for a while.
As soon as Xue'e mentioned the word "Great Yuan," Wu Ling had already thought of something.
It brought to mind what Cheng Guang had previously said to her.
Her heart once again couldn't help but tremble.
It took a long while for Wu Ling to come back to her senses, and the first thing she did upon regaining her composure
was to tightly grip Xue'e's arm and ask,
"The invasion by Great Yuan, the loss of the border, when did it happen?"
Xue'e was startled by Wu Ling's action and then felt a throbbing pain in her arm; she truly hadn't expected Wu Ling to be so strong.
Xue'e frowned slightly, enduring the pain, and respectfully replied to Wu Ling,
"Just a quarter of an hour ago."
After hearing Xue'e's words,
"A quarter of an hour..."
"The Princely Heir seemed to have left just a quarter of an hour ago, which means he knew in advance that Great Yuan would come. He knew it before Jiang Shicong reported it."
"Why would he know that?"
