Xiaoling lay curled in her bed. Ying had roughly bandaged her arms and lower back before leaving her alone. Now that she was alone in her room, she sobbed onto her pillow as if it was the end of the world. She didn't even know what to feel. Was she supposed to feel resentful that Weisheng let Hou Hai find out who she was? Or was she supposed to feel guilty about being part of the Hua Clan?
As lost as she was, the only thing that kept her awake was the thought of returning to the Plum Dragon Pavillion. She wanted to be held in Weisheng's arms as she cried her heart out, complaining about how difficult her life was. This would be the last time she would have a chance to comfort herself in his arms. After this one last time, she would make an oath to be loyal only to Hou Hai.
