In her hand, she was holding the jade pendant belonging to the prince.
The maids didn't know what happened to her, but no one dared to step forward rashly.
"Taxue." After a long time, she finally spoke, and Texue bent over and came forward——
"Princess Princess."
"Go outside and find a brick." She ordered.
"Yes." Texue went out to look for bricks. After a while, he brought one in and said, "I picked this up in the yard. It's a little dirty. Princess, please go wash it first."
"No need." She said coldly.
Taking the brick offered by Texue with both hands, she placed the jade pendant on the table. Then, with everyone's surprised eyes on her, she raised the brick high and smashed it over.
Lifting the brick, the pendant had broken into a pile of powder.
She lowered her head, and a tear fell on the pile of powder, making it wet. She took out the handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped the pile of powder clean, leaving no trace at all.
"Wash my veil," she ordered.
"yes."
She looked out the window. It was almost dawn. She had not slept all night, but she didn't feel any sleepy.
She understood that the distance between her and Murong Canghai was further away, and there was another plot and plot between her and him.
My heart hurts so much that I almost can't breathe.
Perhaps, the vow she made to Yinglie will come true, and she will never be able to have anyone she loves in this life.
She covered her heart, lay on the table, and pressed the hard edge of the table against the painful area. It seemed that this was the only way to relieve it.
"Why don't you go to bed and rest." Suddenly, a pair of big hands stretched out, and she fell into a familiar, domineering embrace. Sometimes this embrace was warm, and sometimes it made her almost suffocated.
"Can't sleep." This time, she didn't break away, as if she had no strength, and let him hold her.
He turned around and hugged her sideways. The hands holding her were unknowingly using a lot of affection——
"Go to the bed and rest." He carried her to the bed, leaned over him, and reached out to unbutton her clothes, but she subconsciously reached out to stop him.
He pressed her hand and said, "I won't do anything, just take a look."
He unbuttoned her clothes one by one, revealing her snow-white heart. Her jade skin was as smooth as milk, making people fall in love with her.
However, at this moment, there was no lust in his eyes.
When another button was undone, Murong Canghai took a big breath and his body was exposed. His eyes were burning and his hands were shaking——
What kind of body is this!
Below the heart, there are dense scars, so deep and ugly, extending to the stomach and legs...
He had seen her body once before, and it was far from as deeply injured as it was now.
He seemed to see the braid dipped in pepper water, mercilessly beating her body over and over again, and the sound of her screams echoed in his ears.
He looked at her so innocently, and her face felt hot. She covered it with her hands and pulled up her dress to wrap herself up.
But he refused, and gently stroked the rough scar with his big palm——
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
Her heart trembled, did it hurt? Of course it hurt, but she was not afraid.
"I'm not afraid," she said. "Any pain in the body will pass."
Waves of warmth filled his eyes, and he put on her clothes one by one and tied them one button at a time.
He had never done such detailed work before, and his movements inevitably seemed clumsy.