After Yelü Miaomiao finished scolding, she fell into a faint sleep from exhaustion.
After all, she was severely injured and had lost her ability to embody the law. In addition, she was in her most delicate years, with a tender body.
Being the pearl of the prairie, whether it was the Empress Dowager Yanrong or others, they all loved and protected her from the bottom of their hearts. But Jiang had roughly kicked her for half the night, and she had long been exhausted.
Looking at the pitiful sight of the young girl's tear-stained cheeks, Jiang Shouzhong pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling immensely distressed.
How should he deal with this girl?
Indeed, she was beautiful. He hadn't managed to kill her the first time, and it became much harder to do so the second time.
Mengniang laughed and said, "It's rare to see you make a girl cry."
