"You..."
Can Yunwu was shaking all over with rage, her eyes filled with killing intent.
She wished she could kill Tuoba Hongyu right then and there, but her reason forced her to suppress the urge.
All her masks had been ruthlessly torn away by Tuoba Hongyu—this feeling was just like the moment she had faced Xu Yang in the palace.
"Sharp-tongued!"
"No wonder you're his woman, just as rude as him!" Can Yunwu sneered, pressing down her fury.
Tuoba Hongyu laughed, "Rude? What does that matter in the face of absolute strength?"
"..."
Can Yunwu's chest heaved violently; her fists clenched tight.
Behind her, Dong Xiuling let out a silent sigh.
Her Highness had lost.
And it was a disastrous defeat!
"In your heart, you long for him to lose, yet you also want him to win."
Tuoba Hongyu said mildly, "If he loses, it's Daqian's reputation on the line, the Emperor's machinations will go astray—consequences you can't bear, you aren't even qualified to bear them!"
