Ning Wanwan stood there, feeling uneasy. She was not the original Ning Wanwan, and she could not truly be as indifferent as she needed to be. Even knowing what kind of person Pei Jinxiu was, and even with her heart aching so intensely she could barely breathe, she had to force herself to remain calm and watch, observing like a bystander as the man she once loved more than anything was intimate—even sleeping—with her best friend.
Facing Pei Jinxiu’s deliberate displays of affection, Xiao Shixue felt a sense of revulsion. More than his affected passion, she cared about Ning Wanwan’s attitude. If not for Ning Wanwan, she would never have entered the Imperial Palace, nor would she have fallen for the Emperor. Raised with every comfort, she did not know how to love someone; she only wanted to be closer and closer to the person she liked, even if that proximity had ulterior motives.
"Your Majesty, I have finished eating," Xiao Shixue said, her tone somewhat cold. Pei Jinxiu reached for a napkin to wipe the corner of her mouth, but she gently dodged his hand.
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