"The General is a good man; if you need anything, you can speak to him directly."
Kicking at a pebble on the ground, A-Jing offered this veiled hint to Jiang Yue, feeling a dull, unfamiliar tightness in his chest for the first time.
Jiang Yue’s gaze drifted past the palace servants feeding grass to the horses and landed on the Crown Prince’s carriage, before she forcibly suppressed the thought rising within her.
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