"Prince, are you so conflicted because you've already made up your mind? If so, why not simply follow your heart?"
Qin Qingluo was slightly startled upon hearing this.
After a while, she let out a laugh. The gloom between her brows scattered entirely as she said:
"Fine, then this person—I've decided. I'm killing them."
Min Ning saw her sudden clarity and pressed further, asking, "What is the Prince thinking?"
The female Prince did not conceal the murderous intent in her heart. After all, this was their final meeting—there was no meaning in hesitating anymore. Thus, she said:
"I just said a moment ago: What if the person who has wronged you the most turns out to be the one who treats you the best? What would you do then?"
"Indeed."
"If that's the case, then before they become the best person, it's better to kill them first and be done with it."
Qin Qingluo calmly remarked:
"If they don't get the chance to treat you well, there will be no struggle."
