It took quite a while before Chu Hengyuan finally released Aran. Wearing her shoes and holding a mirror, Aran looked at her own neck. She truly had tears with nowhere to shed—now she had even less face to see anyone. Furious, Aran hurled the mirror in her hand at the man sitting on her bed with a smile.
"Not bad. Branded with Your Lordship's mark like this, let's see who still dares to harbor designs on Aran." Chu Hengyuan caught the bronze mirror Aran flung at him with one hand, smiling smugly as he expressed his satisfaction with his handiwork.
"Who else would harbor designs? Which of them would still dare, pray tell? Is your Imperial Father's imperial edict a joke to you?" Aran felt this man was simply making excuses for himself.
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