He Jianlan watched her with icy eyes.
"I, of the Li Family, share the same blood, live and die together, and it has nothing to do with cultivation." Xiao Yu Jing glanced at Wang Xiangru and said indifferently.
"Even Xianer, of Imperial lineage, is willing to stand with my family, the Lis, to the very last moment. It's not a matter of cultivation," Gao Qingqing added, though her tone was more subtle.
Jiang Xian'er, the fiancée of Li Junye, had only an engagement but was willing to remain a widow for Li Junye all her life. Now that Qingzhou faced an existential crisis, Li Muxiu had earlier suggested that Jiang Xian'er should leave. After all, she bore the Imperial bloodline. Moreover, she had not even shared a room with Li Junye, bound only by that sheet of marriage vow; however, Jiang Xian'er shook her head in refusal.
Hearing what Gao Qingqing said, Wang Xiangru's face twisted with discomfort, realizing that she had spoken out of turn.
