Lu Xiao's gaze was originally a mix of panic and numbness. When she saw this handkerchief, she was momentarily at a loss, instinctively took it without knowing what to do. But when she thought of something, and looked down carefully, she immediately recognized it, and her charming eyes were instantly filled with disbelief.
She looked up at Wang Shaoqiu: "How did you—"
Wang Shaoqiu continued to look at her.
The entire stone chamber fell silent instantly.
The Turkic soldiers were completely ignorant of the intertwined hatred between these two people and did not understand what the seemingly ordinary half-new, half-old handkerchief meant. But standing behind Lu Xiao, Lei Yu fully understood; she was also somewhat incredulous. Yet at this moment, actions spoke louder than words.
