Li Sangruo's words were filled with a rage that seemed to say she would rather see fish die and nets destroyed.
It was as if she had suddenly punctured that seemingly non-existent layer of paper covering a window.
Feng Yun felt a surge of excitement, noticing that Pei Jue's body was tense, and thought herself utterly mad.
To force him to take a stand in front of his old lover, wouldn't that be even more painful than killing him?
"Your servant harbors no such thoughts."
Pei Jue's expression was icy, his tall frame standing unwaveringly.
"Your servant is wholeheartedly loyal to the Imperial Court, harbors no duplicity, and has never failed the late emperor's entrusted hope. Why would Your Highness say such things?"
"You..."
Is he pretending not to understand?
Li Sangruo said, "If you are loyal, why do you defy me?"
