Sang Yan hadn't yet reacted to Qi Wuya's words when her lips were sealed by his.
She immediately tried to push him away but he only held her tighter.
"Think about the child."
He breathed heavily, acting recklessly.
Sang Yan was taken advantage of.
Afterward, her lips were swollen, and her chest and collarbone bore his teeth marks.
The bloodthirsty man was not gentle, seemingly wanting to assault her soul with pain.
"Slap!"
Sang Yan fiercely slapped him across the face.
The hall fell silent.
That slap sounded particularly loud.
All the Palace Attendants present immediately knelt down, their heads bowed even lower.
Heavens, this girl had actually slapped the Emperor!
She was incredibly bold!
The Emperor would kill her, wouldn't he?
They thought this and also listened intently, "Huh, why is there no movement?"
The truth was that Qi Wuya was too shocked.
He was completely frozen.
He had never been slapped in the face so forcefully by anyone in his life.
