Pei Yuqing thought, even if he truly had to abandon him, it would have to be done face-to-face.
He was not the type to cling persistently, nor could he be dismissed with a single sentence.
But don't mention that Xie Wanqing wasn't here; even if she was, Lu Ziyuan would never allow her to speak another word to this sickly person.
Though he spoke disparagingly about this sickly person, only he knew how much fear and jealousy he harbored in his heart.
That's really accepting punishment instead of wine. Lu Ziyuan's lips curved into a cold arc, scoffing out loud.
"Are you worthy of seeing my woman?" He sneered, "When she was by your side, she was abducted by the Jin people. If I hadn't arrived, do you know what fate she'd have faced?"
"It's true you saved her," Pei Yuqing's face looked no better than his, "but without you, she would have been just an ordinary noble lady from the Capital City, never targeted by the Jin people."
