Xiao Qingzhi suddenly grew nervous and hurriedly said, "Everything I said is true. Since the Prince isn't angry with me, I'll take my leave now so as not to be an eyesore."
"Hold on!" Prince An's tone turned stern, and the movement sent a dull pain flaring through the wound on his chest. "What do you mean by an eyesore?"
Why did it feel like Xiao Qingzhi's words were laced with sarcasm?
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