Xia Ningxing gazed at his resolute and cold handsome profile, a peculiar feeling welling up inside her.
She did not really understand this dynasty, but she could imagine how difficult it must have been for him, a son of a palace maid, in the depths of the palace.
He must have been bullied by many, right?
Just like she was in the orphanage, where many of the children bullied her because she was young.
But she wasn't afraid, because from a young age she knew she was different from others, possessing incredible strength, and whoever hit her, she hit back fiercely.
Eventually, no one dared to provoke her.
However, he was in a strictly ritualistic ancient palace, probably not even daring to fight back.
"You must have had a hard time..." Xia Ningxing pursed her lips, feeling quite sympathetic towards him.
