"Two fists are no match for four hands. What's more, with so many of us here, are you going to save this pack of opportunists, your Crown Prince, Jiang Yue, or Fu Rong who is with child? With your martial arts, even under a hail of arrows you can save at most three people from injury."
"Husband, don't worry about me. His Imperial Highness the Crown Prince and Sister Jiang Yue are the most important; I am of no consequence. A concubine shares the fate of her husband, and whatever choice you make, I support it."
Fu Rong let out a pitiful, mournful smile, presenting her most perfect angle to everyone. Even the blood at the corner of her lips slowly trickled down, making her look utterly pathetic.
Chapter 222