As these words were spoken, Jiang Qingyu felt as though her world had collapsed, her mind buzzing incessantly.
At this moment, the people around her seemed to vanish, leaving only Tang Yuan and the words he had just uttered.
What does despair taste like?
She thought, this must be it.
Chen Prefect's gavel snapped Jiang Qingyu back to reality.
"Tang Yuan, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Jiang Qingyu frowned deeply.
He shouldn't be like this.
He liked her so much, he'd kept himself pure for her for years, never touching any of the maids in the mansion, just to wait for her to change her identity and become his woman. But now that she was his, when everyone turned against her, saying she deserved to die, shouldn't he have stood up to shield her, telling her not to be afraid? Why did he have to suddenly betray her?
