Liao Ruyan saw Zhao Xiyan staring at her unrelentingly, and a flush of color immediately rose to her already pallid face.
"Cousin, Ruyan knows that what you said just now wasn't sincere..."
"Shut up, this Marquis asks you, where did the hairpin on your head come from?"
Zhao Xiyan's handsome brows and eyes seemed to sharpen into knife blades, chilling to the bone with just one glance.
Liao Ruyan was struck dumb, not daring to utter another word, she tremulously said, "I carved it myself, I carved it myself!"
"The Marquis is asking you, where did this hairpin's design come from? And, why did you choose to carve a Bai Shao hairpin out of white jade?"
"Bai Shao naturally pairs well with white jade because it looks good, symbolizing a woman as pure and charming as Bai Shao..."
"Shut up, if you spout nonsense again, this Marquis will have your parents carry you out."
Carry out?
Isn't that tantamount to death?
Liao Ruyan knelt on the ground with a thud.
"I'll speak, I'll speak!"
