Beauty like Princess Huaiqing, on this journey, was repeatedly abused by several Jin Army officers, and Ling Wei herself could not escape.
Only Yun Jiao, she still remains untouched, just like the bright and clear moon in the sky.
Yun Jiao listened to the crying, feeling indescribably distressed.
The death of a rabbit causes the sadness of a fox.
Although she can still maneuver with Wanyan Zhang now to protect herself, who knows when Wanyan Zhang may decide she holds no value and she will end up like them.
Yun Jiao felt the wind for a while, returned to the main hall, and sat there numbly.
Wanyan Zhang occasionally glanced at her.
Inviting her to the feast today naturally had a purpose.
He wanted her to see how miserable the royal nobles of Great Chu, the princesses, and noble women were, so she would understand how important his protection was to her.
