Ning Wanwan stood there awkwardly. She was not the original Ning Wanwan; she could not manage to truly be indifferent.
Even knowing what kind of person he was, and even with her heart aching to the point of breathlessness, she had to force herself to remain calm and watch. She had to watch like an outsider as her once-beloved and her best friend shared sweet moments—even sleeping together.
Faced with Pei Jinxiu's deliberate intimacy, Xiao Shixue felt a measure of aversion. Yet more than his affected enthusiasm, Xiao Shixue cared about Ning Wanwan's attitude. If not for Ning Wanwan, she would never have entered the Imperial Palace, nor did she love the Emperor.
Spoiled since childhood, she did not know how to love someone; she only wanted to get closer and closer to the person she liked, even if that closeness had other motives.
"Your Majesty, this concubine has had enough," Xiao Shixue said somewhat coldly. Pei Jinxiu picked up a handkerchief, intending to wipe the corner of her mouth, but she gently dodged away.
"Your Majesty, this concubine will do it herself," Xiao Shixue said.
Chapter 39