Li Fuyin curled the corners of her lips into a sweet, gentle smile.
"Very well. From this day forward, you are mine. I shall bestow a name upon you: you shall be called... Li Wuhui." Having said this, she turned her head and looked at Rong Qi with pleading eyes.
She had not yet fully revealed her identity, and she could not risk mobilizing her former forces. Her only reliance now was Rong Qi. The covert network he had deployed throughout the capital was strong enough to contend with the current Prince Ning, Li Mexiao; hiding a shadow guard and tending to his wounds would be no difficult task for him.
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