Marry her off to Sword Slave?
Xue Hongyu's brows shot up as she looked at Sword Slave's appearance again.
Seeing that he was not particularly attractive and behaved in a crude manner, he was no match for the handsome, unrivaled, and elegant Feng Xun.
Xue Hongyu was supposed to marry Feng Xun. Now, she was being swapped with Feng Xun's servant. The two were worlds apart, one in heaven and the other on earth. How could she swallow such humiliation?
"Whether she's pure or not, she knows it in her heart. In any case, it wasn't her first time last night. I do not want to marry such a dirty woman," Sword Slave said irritably. He'd been accused out of the blue, his guilt dissipating completely.
He was honest, but not stupid.
This morning, when he woke up, he found no traces of virgin blood under Xue Hongyu, clearly indicating she was not a virgin.
