Pei Huaian couldn't help but recall the first time he saw her, at Mass Burial Mound, holding a child in one arm, exhaustion covering her body, yet adorned with a stern aura. It was a sight that simply did not fit a frail woman, as if she had emerged from Hell.
Shao He glanced at the dazed man and waved a hand in front of his face, "Hey, what are you thinking about?"
"I have never seen a weak woman who could walk out of Mass Burial Mound alive as if it were nothing."
Shao He placed her hands under her chin and blinked her large eyes, "I am also curious, why would a prince of a nation appear at Mass Burial Mound? Could it be that someone offended you to the extent that you went there in the dead of night to dig up graves and whip corpses?"
Pei Huaian's mouth twitched a few times, "That's a rather unique thought of yours."
Shao He rolled her eyes at him. The carriage stopped at Anji Hall. Pei Huaian, seeing the person about to get off, suddenly grabbed her wrist, "Shao He…"
