Chapter Ninety-Two: Rescued from a Tight Spot
Hearing Kunwu Xue's words, Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow, her expression remaining entirely neutral. But Rushou, watching from the side out of the corner of his eye, noticed that her fingernails had dug into her flesh, blood slowly seeping out. That only made him even more certain that Fangfeng Bei must be General Xiangliu without a shadow of a doubt. If not, you are about to get married anyway—what else could possibly make you this furious?
"Miss Kunwu, please, there is no need for this. Shanhu, hurry and help Miss Kunwu up, and have her sit down so we can talk." Forcing down her boiling anger, Xiaoyao spoke with a voice that still trembled slightly. Seeing Kunwu Xue take a seat, she forced herself to appear composed and said:
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