Perhaps it's the manifestation of the fate between us."
"HISS."
Outside, Blind Bei cringed upon hearing this.
Listen to that! I killed your husband, and that proves we're fated? How shameless can one be to say such a thing!
Zheng Fan's hand couldn't resist touching the princess's delicate face.
The princess did not resist; she, in fact, was prepared for this.
In tumultuous times, the lives of princesses were often more tragic than those of ordinary women. Their noble origins, once a mark of distinction, instead rendered them mere playthings, eagerly traded and toyed with by the aristocrats of the empire.
Zheng Fan took a deep breath and then exhaled heavily.
Ultimately, Commander Zheng managed to control himself, preserving his clear mind.
"General, those words you just said don't sound like something a subject should say."
"As if what you just said, Your Highness, was befitting a princess of the Qian State."
