"I don't think we did anything last summer."
Si Lili held her head in her hands. She had a slight headache. Ever since Fan Xian brought up this phrase in his letter to Duoduo, the two women beside the young Northern Qi Emperor had sunk into endless thought. No matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't work out what exactly they had done to Fan Xian last summer.
There was only that one line in the letter, written plainly. It was like a warning but more so like a kind of threat. They could not understand what had made Fan Xian so angry.
Of course, they would not because Fan Xian had calculated the year wrong. Fan Xian's initial intention was to warn the Northern female soldiers that he already knew about the incident of the old temple.
