Su Qing stopped, panting heavily. Looking at Su Mingyu, who was covered in bloody lacerations, she suddenly smiled. "Su Mingyu, do you know what the most painful thing is?"
She leaned down, whispering into Su Mingyu's ear, "It isn't the whip or the needles. It is... despair."
She pulled out a dagger, resting the icy blade against Su Mingyu’s cheek before slowly moving it downward. "Tell me, if the Crown Prince sees your face destroyed like this, will he still want you?"
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