While Li Fuyin was soaking comfortably in the wooden bathtub, Bai Xiyue finally regained consciousness in the adjacent courtyard.
She touched her bandaged neck. The pain from the wound was already quite faint, showing that the cut was not deep, but its location was terrifyingly perilous, leaving her with lingering fear.
The moment Bai Xiyue recalled Rong Qi’s sinister and icy gaze, a chill ran down her spine. She had truly underestimated that Crown Prince of Western Zhou, Rong Qi. He was no normal person at all—he was a pervert, a lunatic, a psychopath!
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