"A Jin, you came to save me, didn't you? I knew you would." Shi Luyao crawled along the ground, looking at Lu Chenjin as he approached. Tears glimmered in her eyes, and a blissful smile lifted the corners of her mouth.
"He only came to see whether you were dead yet." Shi Yanyu stepped out from behind Lu Chenjin without a hint of emotion.
Her brows were as graceful as distant mountains, her eyes bright as autumn waters. Her skin was smooth as jade, and her lips were touched with red. Yet her face was cruel, and sinister light glinted in her dark eyes, their depths both treacherous and alluring.
Shi Yanyu walked slowly, her slightly rounded belly impossible to ignore. Every step seemed to trample Shi Luyao's heart. Her throat tightened, and the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily.
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"You... you two wretches." Shi Luyao wept, her heart bleeding with pain.
"You should be grateful. You've held on to the position of princess consort for long enough. It's time to give it up."
Shi Yanyu's mocking laughter struck Shi Luyao's ears like needle after needle.
